Reborn at 90, taking space to counterattack and become rich

The red-haired woman spoke in a very low voice, almost close to the ear of the man in black, but Xia Chutang still heard her.

The clairaudience skill I just discovered today, I didn’t expect it to be useful right now.

Xia Chutang glanced at the red-haired woman in the mirror, her eyes were cold. Is this woman really bad? Just because she didn't like her hair style, she was tied up?

However, she is not a lamb left to be slaughtered.

Just as I was thinking about it, the voice of the man in black also reached my ears, "Meng Xin, why do women bother women? Even if this girl is a little greedy, she can't die for her crime, right?"

What Meng Xin said, "I tied her up" was to ruin the girl's innocence.

"Brother Hei, when did you show kindness?" The red-haired woman looked strange, and glanced at the girl who was busy wearing a mask, "You must have fallen in love with her, right?"

Brother Hei is the most ruthless thug in the field. When have you ever seen him let anyone go?

Meng Xin felt particularly uncomfortable when she heard that he actually said "compassionate" words.

"I said the crime would not lead to death, so I didn't say I wouldn't teach her a lesson." Brother Hei lit a cigarette and said with a smile: "If Yanzi is not satisfied later, then the three of us will make this girl bald."

"That's great! Brother Hei, I thought you had good intentions." Meng Xin was pleased with the idea and looked forward to it, "If you become bald, your eyes will be blind no matter how beautiful they are."

As time passed, the fat girl's hair changed from a dull yellow afro to straight black hair. Seeing her hair color change to normal, the fat girl felt depressed.

How does this ordinary color make her stand out among a group of beauties?

I'm afraid I won't be able to sell even one bottle of wine tonight.

Even the landlady felt that black was too conservative, and said with a frown on her face: "Sister, I work in a disco, and this hairstyle and color..."

She has long black hair and is straight like a woman from a good family.

Xia Chutang calmly picked up another mixing bowl and comforted: "Don't worry, you still need to trim it when you get it out. What's the rush?"

"You know how to cut your hair?" The landlady thought that this girl only knew how to dye her hair and was curious, "Where did you learn to cut your hair?"

After asking, I felt it didn't look like it. This girl was wearing the uniform of No. 1 Middle School just now. That school is full of top students, and it is impossible for the family to let a young student go to learn hairdressing.

Xia Chutang didn't answer the question and concentrated on stirring the mixing bowl. Seeing that she was silent, the landlady didn't ask any more questions.

Strips of tinfoil were spread sporadically on the fat girl's head. After stopping for a while, she washed them clean. When the fat girl saw the black hair in the mirror, she didn't even want to open her eyes. She whined: "Sister Jiao, in the next few days, I will point at You’ve eaten, so don’t lie.”

Huang Jiaojiao pursed her lips, feeling depressed in her heart, and comforted her: "Don't worry, I already told you that I will be responsible if you mess up."

"Jiaojiao, what are you responsible for?" Meng Xin held a lady's cigarette in her hand, glanced at the girl wearing a mask, and gloated: "I'll find whoever caused the damage."

Huang Jiaojiao also had complaints in her heart, but she didn't help to speak this time.

She trusted this girl's hair dyeing skills and brought her little sisters here because she wanted to sell her a favor.

I didn't expect it to be so messed up.

After today, let alone favors, I'm afraid Xu Yan will hate her.

Ugh--

"Do you want to eat?" Huang Jiaojiao felt irritated and stood up: "I'm hungry and want to eat a bowl of wontons."

Meng Xin was also hungry from waiting, "I'll go too."

Naturally, the other three men would not wait for the fat girl, and soon they all went out.

The fat girl couldn't say anything, so she could only urge with a frown: "Hurry up! It's delaying my meal."

"That's it. Don't worry." The proprietress said with a smile, and then looked at the girl meaningfully: Sister, you are responsible for this matter.

Xia Chutang pretended not to see the look in the landlady's eyes, picked out a few hairdressing tools, put them on her waist, and started trimming the fat girl's hair.

Half an hour later, Huang Jiaojiao and others finished their meal. Meng Xin stood at the intersection with no intention of going back: "Jiaojiao, go see Yanzi. We will wait for you here."

Brother Hei put one hand in his pocket and gave the order to the two followers: "You and Jiaojiao go together. Bring out the hairdresser."

"Isn't that necessary?" Huang Jiaojiao knew as soon as she heard that Brother Hei was going to attack the little girl, "The girl is still young, let's forget it this time."

No matter how you say it, she was dyed in a very right color and very beautiful, and Huang Jiaojiao remembers this feeling.

Meng Xin snorted softly: "Jiaojiao, Yanzi's hair is ruined, and you don't protect it? Are you helping an outsider instead? Whose sister are you?"

Huang Jiaojiao: "..."

"Okay, let's go." Huang Jiaojiao didn't want to get into trouble with Meng Xin, so she could only be cruel.

If something happens later, it will be the girl's fault because she is not good at her craftsmanship, not her.

"You two go in and bring Yan Zi out." Huang Jiaojiao walked to the door of the barber shop and didn't want to go in. "Remember to call that girl out."

As soon as she turned around and took out the cigarette, she heard the fat girl's screams coming from the barber shop. Huang Jiaojiao cursed and rushed in.

How ugly it must be to make Xu Yan scream!

As soon as Huang Jiaojiao opened the door and went in, a figure threw herself into her arms, almost knocking her down with its heavy body.

"Sister Jiaojiao..." Xu Yan choked with sobs.

Thinking she was crying because she was too ugly, Huang Jiaojiao patted Xu Yan's strong back, "Don't cry, I'll take care of your business..."

"If you cry and ruin your makeup, I'll have to pay extra for touch-ups." The girl who was packing tools in the room said suddenly.

Huang Jiaojiao was just about to curse, and the heavy pressure on her shoulders was relieved. Xu Yan quickly took a step back and said in a flattering tone: "Sister, look, my makeup is not on, right?"

Huang Jiaojiao: "Xu Yan...you..."

Before she finished speaking, Huang Jiaojiao looked at the fat girl who turned around, her eyes widened, and she said in an uncertain tone: "Xu...Xu Yan, is that you?"

The woman in front of her has Xu Yan's figure, but her head is really different from before.

The delicate smoky makeup and long black hair make the fat girl look like Cleopatra.

Especially this hairstyle, Huang Jiaojiao had never seen it before. It was the first time that she felt that black hair color was so fashionable and beautiful!

"It looks so good..." Huang Jiaojiao took a long time to find her voice, excited, this... what kind of hairstyle is this?

Xia Chutang packed up the tools, washed her hands, and replied: "This is called a princess cut. It's 200 yuan in total. I just gave her the extra makeup just for your sake. Come and take care of it in a week. This hair needs to be maintained." Okay, just clean it up diligently.”

The landlady's eyes sparkled as she listened to the girl's words.

This girl can do it. Not only did she make a lot of money this time, but she also developed long-term customers.

If you come here frequently to take care of it, doesn’t that mean you have to come to the store to spend money?

What a money tree!

Xu Yan took the initiative to pay two hundred yuan and wanted to hold the girl and kiss her twice, but considering the problem of taking off her makeup, she held back.

"Sister, I'll look for you to get my hair done from now on!" Xu Yan looked down upon her just now, but now she admires her so much, "My name is Xu Yan. If you need anything, come to me."

Regardless of whether Xia Chutang responded or not, the fat girl wrote a pager number on her own, "From now on, your business is my business. I've made a decision on your friend!"