Reborn at 90, taking space to counterattack and become rich

The proprietress lifted up the woman's hair and looked at it. She thought to herself, "It's so dyed, it looks like a tabby cat... What's the remedy?"

"What about...Sister Jiaojiao? How about I refund you the money for dyeing your hair?" The proprietress smiled apologetically: "You go to the barber shop in Nanmen to change the color?"

"You think I didn't go? I've been told that it's impossible to spend money like this!" The yellow-haired woman patted the armrest of the stool angrily, "Anyway, if you don't do a good job for me today, I won't leave! By the way, tonight I can’t go to work, please pay me for the loss!”

The landlady was about to cry: "Jiaojiao... I really can't do anything with this hair. How about I pay you a hundred yuan? Just don't embarrass me!"

The yellow-haired woman became even more angry: "I'm short of a hundred dollars from you? Do you know that just because you dyed my hair bad, the bunch of bitches in the place are laughing at me?"

This is also because she was greedy for petty advantages and wanted to save some money, so she chose a small barber shop nearby to dye her hair. As a result, she ended up with this horrible look, causing her to be ridiculed by the crowd.

"Um... you can just change the color and cover it up." The girl standing nearby in school uniform said.

The landlady got angry when she heard this and chased her away: "Little sister, I won't be doing business here today. You can go and have a look elsewhere."

Why is this little girl causing trouble? She also said that just cover it up... If it was that simple, would she still be pretending to be her grandson here?

Huang Jiaojiao stared at the mirror in front of her, looking at the girl who was speaking, with a hint of disdain: "Little sister, you said it simply. Do you know how?"

"I can." Xia Chutang nodded, walked generously behind the yellow-haired girl, took a closer look, looked in the mirror and asked: "However, can you accept the change to an exaggerated color?"

"Of course I can accept it." Huang Jiaojiao works in a disco. The more exaggerated she dresses, the better her wine sales.

"But are you sure you can change? If you can't change, I will drag you to accompany a man." Huang Jiaojiao threatened viciously.

The landlady quickly grabbed a handful of Xiachutang and reminded in a low voice: "Little girl, don't make trouble. This is not a joke."

If something happens to this girl in her store, she can't bear the responsibility!

"I'm not kidding." Xia Chutang looked calm and pointed at her hair: "If I can help her change her color, will it be cheaper for you to dye my hair?"

"Oh, if you really have this ability, you can get your hair dyed for free in the future." The proprietress patted her chest and said, "But let's be honest, if you dye your hair for someone else, you'll have to pay for it."

"Deal." Xia Chutang didn't waste any time. She turned around and went to pick at the shelf where the dyestuffs were placed. Then she turned around and said, "Beautiful sister, can you accept the light pink color?"

Hearing the little girl call her "beautiful sister", Huang Jiao's squeamishness disappeared a lot.

"Light pink?" She has never seen anyone dye it this color. "Anyway, I want it to look good and spicy."

Xia Chutang responded, opened the package and started mixing colors.

The proprietress was worried at first, but as she watched the girl mix the hydrogen peroxide and hair dye together in an orderly manner and mix them skillfully, she began to look forward to it.

Maybe Huang Jiaojiao's "tabby" hair color can really be saved?

After Xia Chusu had mixed the sugar, he looked at the things on hand and asked, "Are there any tinfoil and plastic wrap?"

"Tinfoil? Plastic wrap? Why do you need tin foil to dye your hair?" The landlady frowned: "I have some left over from the barbecue two days ago, can that be okay?"

"Bring it here." Xia Chutang didn't expect it at first, but she didn't expect it to happen.

Tinfoil for hair was only introduced in 03. Now it is 1995. All hairdressers wear in barbershops are heating caps, and there is no tin foil or cling film at all.

The proprietress was very helpful. She rummaged through the cabinets and brought out a roll of tin foil and some plastic wrap.

"Can this thing dye your hair?" The landlady was dubious and reminded again: "Sister, if it gets dyed, you have to apologize to Sister Jiaojiao. I can't bear the responsibility."

Huang Jiaojiao had the mentality of being a dead horse, but when she saw the young girl cutting the tinfoil into strands, her mentality was still a bit broken: "Little sister, are you taking a handicraft class to dye your hair? What if you can't do it? , now kowtow to me and say something soft, and I will let you go."

"Don't worry." Xia Chutang's expression remained unchanged. After carefully cutting the tinfoil, he put it aside and started coloring.

There is no coloring all over the head, but little by little in different locations depending on the color of the hair.

Afterwards, Xia Chutang picked up the plastic wrap and wrapped her hair, looking at the time: "It's one o'clock now, wait fifteen minutes."

The boss lady saw the girl coloring like a child graffiti, and whispered: "Little sister, why are you painting a little here and a little here? It will be more colorful when it comes out!"

"Sister, your hair is already frayed. If you color it all over your head, it will become even more uneven." In 95, hairdressing technology was still very backward. Xia Chutang said it was strange to say too much, and just said: "You can see it later." .”

"Anyway, I still say the same thing. If you are guilty, kowtow and apologize." The landlady said, abdicating her responsibility.

Fifteen minutes later, Xia Chutang peeled off the plastic wrap, checked the hair color, and started the second color touch-up.

After repeating it three times in a row, Xia Chutang applied all the hair dye evenly and finally washed it.

After washing her hair, Huang Jiaojiao sat back in front of the mirror again and couldn't help but exclaimed: "This color is too tender!"

The pink she thought was a rosy pink, but she didn't expect that the dye turned out to be a very light cherry blossom pink, which made her skin look white and tender, which was very beautiful.

The proprietress exclaimed "Absolutely amazing". Then she saw the girl pick up another color mixing bowl and asked in confusion: "This is already dyed, why are you still mixing colors?"

Xia Chutang: "All dyed hair colors will fade to yellow over time. It will be ugly then."

Huang Jiaojiao was in a very good mood at the moment, so she said nonchalantly: "If it fades, dye it again."

Xia Chutang picked up the comb and divided the woman's hair, and began to apply the hair dye without stopping, explaining, "Dyeing your hair often is not good for your health. I will give you a few strands of light peach pink highlights now, and the color will wash off by then. It won’t be abrupt.”

The highlights were done very quickly. After blow-drying her hair, Huang Jiaojiao looked at herself in the mirror and felt that she was beautiful and individual. Especially her cherry blossom pink hair color, which made her skin glow white and her facial features were refined. There were so many that she wanted to kiss them.

Are those stinky men in the disco crazy? Thinking of the effect of her style, Huang Jiaojiao felt very happy.

He took out an unopened box of women's cigarettes from the small bag and offered to introduce, "Girl, make a friend!" My name is Huang Jiaojiao. It will definitely come in handy if you call me by my name in the future. "

Xia Chutang took the cigarette and nodded: "Okay."

"Madam boss, don't say I'm taking advantage of you." Huang Jiaojiao was also cheerful. She took out a fifty-yuan bill and slapped it on the table: "This is the money for dyeing your hair today."

The landlady's face turned into a flower of joy. She didn't expect that the matter was solved so perfectly today. Not only did she not lose anything, she also made money.

Huang Jiaojiao's BP machine kept ringing, and her eldest brother shouted urgently, so she left first.

The landlady collected the money and happily said, "Sister, thank you for your help today. I'll give you 20 yuan for dyeing your hair."

"This pack of cigarettes is for you." Xia Chutang put the cigarettes she just picked up on the table: "Don't charge me for dyeing your hair."

The landlady instinctively wanted to refuse, but she rolled her eyes and smiled brighter: "Sister, free is no problem. However, I have an idea to discuss with you..."