chapter33 

Jiang Xiaoyuan did not know that there was a peach conversation around her across the street. She used the broken microwave oven in the shop to bring Laba Congee to her. After tasting it, she concluded that it was cooked by boss Chen himself - because the ingredients were sufficient and the taste was good, if it was bought, it would not be cheap, and boss Chen would definitely hate it.

As soon as Chen Fangzhou left, the huge hair salon suddenly became empty. The virus's bright light seemed to come into play, from the door that reflected slightly in the microwave to the mirrors of all sizes, brushing the presence everywhere, there was no cure.

Jiang Xiaoyuan felt like a walking remote control, she would turn on the TV wherever she went and not let the channel change.

With a plastic spoon in her mouth, she fished out the poor and lovely sweet dates from the Congee and ate them first. Then she pulled the silly and simple Yundous aside and calmly sat in front of the TV, enjoying her life in the other world like watching a TV play.

When I saw this thing for the first time, my heart trembled, I felt uncomfortable the second time, and I became numb the third time.

Jiang Xiaoyuan has watched it thirty times and is no longer just "numb", approaching a state of hemiplegia.

At the end of the play, a message still popped up on the screen asking her to give feedback: "Should we set off

Jiang Xiaoyuan spat out a date pit expressionlessly and said, "No, get lost quickly. This side is pretty good

The TV suddenly went dark with a sudden 'pop', and all the extravagance and extravagance dissipated in front of her.

What the hell——

Jiang Xiaoyuan pondered the taste of sweet dates with a expressionless face, and heroically bored a whole bowl of Laba Congee.

The virus's wheel like seduction was too much, and began to have a counterproductive effect on her. Not only did it fail to hit her fragile glass heart, but it also ignited the little remaining blood in her.

In fact, everyone has blood in them, and at the same time, everyone desires self actualization. The natural law is only distorted in some people.

Jiang Xiaoyuan was a little discouraged by her own failure, but after witnessing Chen Fangzhou's life, she found that she could not accept such a life in any way, so she had to "regenerate in the ashes" and continued to walk with clenched teeth.

In the evening, Jiang Xiaoyuan greeted herself for the first time with the cosmetics in the store. She put on a peach blossom makeup that was warm in spring, put on the exaggerated pink coat that Qilian bought for her, modified the content of the brochure, changed the focus of the promotion from daily makeup to "stage makeup", and marked at the end that students get a 10% discount.

Then she burst out of the cold wind and walked down the street with the warmth of spring flowers blooming.

I heard that the little girl who sells matches froze to death like this, but the big girl who sells makeup is still alive because she still has a bowl of magma in her heart that refuses to be extinguished.

The next day, when Jiang Xiaoyuan came to the store, she found a countdown reminder hanging on the promotional board for the styling design business at the entrance, showing that the event was still five days away. At first glance, it seemed to be urging customers to enjoy discounts as soon as possible, but in reality, Jiang Xiaoyuan knew that this was what Helen and the others were using to mock her.

But after this battle, Jiang Xiaoyuan's face grew thicker day after day, and her heart hardened day after day. Looking at the countdown card, she miraculously remained calm and did not take Helen and her team's provocation seriously.

Jiang Xiaoyuan naturally greeted Chen Fangzhou in the drinking room through the billboard and said, "Mr. Chen, how was your blind date yesterday

Chen Fangzhou casually poured her a cup of milk tea that she didn't know who brought, looking quite happy and saying, "It's pretty good

Jiang Xiaoyuan knew there was a play: 'Wow! Then she...'

Chen Fangzhou hurriedly turned back to interrupt her fuss, made a "don't say anything" gesture to her, and whispered: "She is a nurse. She looks ordinary, but her personality looks good, quite simple, like a living person. The best thing is that she is not tall, and no one will dislike anyone... Hey, you said that I was so restless yesterday and sprayed perfume, will it make people feel that I am not practical?"

When he said these words, there was an indescribable hope on his face, but it was not the hope of a red man, green woman, mandarin duck, or butterfly.

It seems that the three words' live life 'can erase all the passion and suffering in life, including the future, hope, and love.

The smile on Jiang Xiaoyuan's face dimmed for a moment, and she suddenly felt heartbroken.

At this moment, the front desk answered a phone call and said to Jiang Xiaoyuan, "Stylist, phone

Jiang Xiaoyuan quickly responded and threw herself into her battle.

The night before, she didn't suffer from the cold for nothing. The stage makeup promotion played a role, and around the end of the year, there were many performances and parties. That day, the store received two phone calls from nearby white-collar workers, who said they were for the annual performance and asked if it was possible to make a group purchase reservation.

Jiang Xiaoyuan perked up and used all the sales tactics she had learned from Helen recently to seduce her into coming to the store.

Unfortunately, both orders are not large and have been completed by less than ten people, and the time may have to wait until the promotion period has passed.

That yellow cabbage has cooled down.

Jiang Xiaoyuan was washing a customer's hair while thinking about two things at once - what could she think of to get them to make a prepayment first?

When it was almost closing that evening, Qilian came.

He also felt a bit annoyed about running around every now and then, but he couldn't help but want to take a look. He could only curse himself while running around secretly.

Human hair is not a weed, his hair can't grow that fast at all. With just cut hair, it's impossible to use a knife again. However, the front desk already knows him and took the initiative to greet him: "Mr. Qi, are you still looking for Mr. Chen today? What are you going to do today

Qilian: "Um, I

Is it a bit too much to ask the store manager for a hair wash?

He hasn't made it up yet, but Chen Fangzhou has already spoken up and said, 'He's not cutting, he's here to do styling!'

The front desk didn't expect there to be a lunatic who came late at night to do styling, and his eyes were full of surprise when he looked at Qilian.

Chen Fangzhou, also known as "Stylist -"

Qilian really wanted to go up and sew Chen Dalong's mouth on. He thought to himself that he was innocent and naive, and was embarrassed by the two moans of this pimp surnamed Chen.

Jiang Xiaoyuan is very sensitive to the words "stylist" and immediately turns back when she calls out, "Hmm

She was a little surprised when she saw journalist Qi, and temporarily put aside the task of cleaning brushes in her hand: "Why are you here

Ah? Hmm... "Qilian calmly lowered her head and blurted out," Come wash your head, there's a dinner party tonight

Jiang Xiaoyuan thought to herself that this person was a creditor who treated them with warmth like spring, so she said readily, "Okay, I'll wash them for you

Qilian silently followed her inside, her gaze accidentally met Chen Fangzhou's, and she suddenly felt bad. She felt that the air in the entire hair salon had been polluted by this person.

Before entering the door, a little girl suddenly came in. She looked sixteen or seventeen years old, carrying a small cloth bag on her back, like a child who walked into the wrong classroom at school.

As soon as she came in, she wrinkled her nose and looked around aimlessly for a moment.

The front desk asked, "Do you want to cut your hair, classmate

Don't cut, "the little girl said," Hmm... do you have a stylist? I'm looking for a stylist

It's strange, today we're all here to find a stylist.

Jiang Xiaoyuan seems to have suddenly gone from an idle item to a hot commodity.

The front desk pulled out the pager behind the counter and said, "Teacher Xiaoyuan, please come to the front desk. There is a customer looking for you

In order to appear professional and high-end in the store, when the front desk summons people, whether they are senior technicians or interns who attack, they are all called "teachers".

Upon hearing this, Qilian quickly breathed a sigh of relief and said, "If you're busy, I'll just wash my head. It's the same for everyone

Jiang Xiaoyuan had to leave him to Lily, who happened to be idle.

The little girl saw Jiang Xiaoyuan and took out her phone to dial a number in front of her: "Hello... um, I'm here, I found it... okay, you can tell her

After she finished speaking, she handed her phone to Jiang Xiaoyuan and said, "Here you go

Jiang Xiaoyuan hasn't touched a smartphone in a while, and she feels a bit uncomfortable when she first takes it. "Hello

The distinctive voice over there spoke up, 'Me, Jiang Sam, do you remember?'

Jiang Xiaoyuan certainly remembers that Teacher Jiang spoke in a very unique tone, always carrying a feeling of 'mourning for you', making everyone in front of him look like a little eunuch.

She was a little puzzled at first, but after the other person said a few words, Jiang Xiaoyuan felt like she had been slapped in place by the goddess of luck.

Jiang Sam said, "This art troupe is so poor that they can't even afford a makeup artist. They asked me to do some private work, and it's so low that I'm too lazy to pay attention to them. Besides, my mother is clamoring to remarry and calls me every day to force me to go back. She doesn't have time. Can you help me with a favor? Just deal with the favor, don't make it too complicated

Empress Dowager Chiang is not asking for her help, she is saving her life!

The Empress Dowager spoke again: "Usually, I charge based on the number of people, three hundred per person. They ask someone to find me, so it's not good to raise the price. How about this? You can do this job first. If your store charges a high fee, I'll go back and pay for the difference myself. By the way, how much does your stage makeup cost

Jiang Xiaoyuan said, "... 180

Empress Dowager Chiang: "Are you selling cabbage

Jiang Xiaoyuan's eyes were filled with tears as she said, "Even if you sell cabbage, you can't sell white powder

Okay, "Jiang Sam paused

In this way, Jiang Xiaoyuan gained a cheap lifelong father - of course, based on the current situation, let alone recognizing her father, let her recognize Empress Dowager Chiang as her grandmother.

After contacting the customer, Chen Fangzhou left the key with Jiang Xiaoyuan the next day. She set three alarms and Ling Chen was ready to open the door at 3:30 pm to welcome the customer.

A group of teenage girls from the art troupe arrived at the store at 4:30 am, all very quiet - sleepy. The ones in front were putting on makeup, while the ones behind were dozing off. They were slender and numb, like a pile of ravaged seedlings on a cold winter morning.

Jiang Xiaoyuan turned off all the extra lights to make them rest more soundly, leaving only a little light on the control panel, like a small stage for herself, shining softly in the darkness before dawn.

There are many members in the art troupe, but Jiang Xiaoyuan is quick witted. She was born to do this job and is fully committed to it. She is neither tired nor tired, and can find a lot of fun in her ease.

The team leader teacher was waiting on the side, casually flipping through the remaining flyers that Jiang Xiaoyuan had distributed, and suddenly said, "She's the lead dancer. Can we give her the peach blossom makeup you mentioned earlier

Jiang Xiaoyuan glanced at the dance dress exposed inside the girl's cotton coat and agreed. With three strokes and five splits, she drew a colorful flower around the girl's forehead and eyes. Without hesitation, she picked it up effortlessly, as if she had gone through a thousand trials and tribulations, making the already drowsy girl feel refreshed.

Sister, you're much better than the makeup artist we hired last time

Jiang Xiaoyuan blurted out, "You look beautiful

The mirror is also very appropriate. If Jiang Xiaoyuan raises her head and looks in the mirror at this moment, she will see that the person in the mirror is not a drowsy little actress, but herself.

Jiang Xiaoyuan in the mirror was stroking her newly permed hairstyle with her fingers and said to the nearby hairdresser, "Your skills are really good. I'll come to see you again next time

The hairdresser laughed so hard that he couldn't see his teeth. "It's mainly because you're beautiful," he said

Mingguang didn't know if her life was short or not, and the frequency of harassing her was getting higher and higher. Jiang Xiaoyuan refused to stop washing her face and looking in the mirror in the morning, which made her have to ignore those images skillfully while reluctantly taking a random photo at a corner.

This large order played a role in turning the tide, and the increase in numbers was more significant than her nearly two months of hard work.

Finally, ruthless time flowed like water, rushing to the deadline of the promotional period. Early in the morning, Chen Fangzhou grabbed the finance department and counted all the signed orders for the styling business.

The order has both zeros and integers - almost.

Just a little missing.

Chen Fangzhou looked up at Jiang Xiaoyuan and saw her face turn pale with nervousness. Suddenly, his heart inexplicably softened.

Some people are no longer capable of taking a gamble, but when they see others working day and night like this, they can't help but be moved. So this stingy iron rooster seems to have taken the wrong medicine, took out a hundred yuan from his pocket and stuffed it into the cashier: "I went on a blind date last week, and you made me look like that. I didn't order it at the time, but now I'll make it up

The finance department quickly took the money and added the documents, and finally checked the statistical results. Unable to help but say, "Store manager, that's not right. At that time, the stage makeup was discounted based on the student group purchase price. We didn't calculate based on the number of orders, but on the turnover, so it may still be insufficient

Jiang Xiaoyuan: "..."

This is the student group purchase discount that she printed on the promotional brochure without authorization to promote stage makeup. She really wished she could cut off her own hands.

Chen Fangzhou: "How much is left

The finance department said, "One hundred and sixty-five yuan

Chen Fangzhou: "Which styling business is over 160

Finance: "During the event, there will be 100 daily makeup, 180 stage makeup, and 260 customized makeup

Without hesitation, Chen Fangzhou took out the phone and dialed a number: "Come over today when you have free time, let me put on your makeup

Qilian was busy with a manuscript when he was interrupted by Chen Fangzhou's phone call. Upon hearing this unreasonable request, he said in a very unpleasant tone, "Are you sick

After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone and wrote quickly.

But after a while, Qilian's hand pressing on the keyboard suddenly paused. He seemed to have regained consciousness, thought for a moment in place, closed his notebook with a snap, stood up and walked away.

Half an hour later, Qilian arrived at Mr. Chen's hair salon.

Here he is! He's going to put on stage makeup today, "Chen Fangzhou pointed to Qilian and said to the finance department on the side," Make an order and let him settle the bill later