"There is something. If you are in trouble, you don't have to go with me." Bai Li's expression was clearly struggling. Fang Zhe couldn't help but asked with a distressed smile: "What is it that you are so embarrassed about?"
"There was a party that Yan Zixiang also went to. It was the 60th birthday of my mentor when I was a graduate student." Bai Li finally said it. Fang Zhe smiled jokingly and said, "This matter makes you so embarrassed."
?Could it be that my love rival has appeared?"
Bai Li didn't speak, and Fang Zhe's expression instantly turned cold, with a hint of murderous intent: "Time?"
Bai Li looked at his ferocious expression for a moment, as if he was charging at the last moment. She shook, clamped her legs, and quickly replied: "Evening, at 8:30 tonight." Fang Zhe looked at her speechlessly, and after several seconds
:"What are you waiting for?"
After saying that, she grabbed Bai Li's hand and left. Bai Li asked incomprehensibly: "Where to go?" Fang Zhe said: "Let's do our hair first."
"It's not an important occasion. Is it necessary to make it so formal?"
"Stop pretending, you have been holding your breath for a long time and want to show them how good your life is."
"How did you know?"
"Who made you so beautiful? Women are jealous, men have a crush or fail to express love, hum. If you want to live a bad life, there are some who are gloating about your misfortune, and there are some who feel that there is an opportunity. Do you think I will give them (them)
) chance?"
Bai Li had never been to the most expensive hair salon in the city, so Fang Zhe pulled her in without hesitation.
"Do you have paper and pen?" When the hairstylist came over, Fang Zhe spoke first.
"There seems to be some, I'll go look for it." He turned around and pinched Lan Hua with his fingers, twisting his waist so that Fang Zhe felt reassured. This is the men's version of the ladies' man, good, very good.
After a while, the hairstylist came back. Fang Zhe stretched out his hand to stop him from getting too close. He took the paper and pen and began to draw. This attracted everyone else in the shop. In less than five minutes
, a long quick sketch is completed.
Bai Li looked at the watch. Isn't this her? Fang Zhe pointed at the sketch: "If you see it, just make it like this."
The round head is in a high bun with soft lines, and a few hair strands are pulled out on both sides of the face, giving it a sexy aura.
After reading this, the hairstylist took a deep breath and quickly glanced at Fang Zhe. Is this an industry boss?
Fang Zhe took the paper and pen again and started drawing. After a while, another drawing was completed and handed it to the hairstylist waiting aside: "See, do it like this." The hairstylist took it.
Look, this hairstyle is a bit deliberately messy, but it looks comfortable, and the whole thing says two words, it looks tender.
If the stone is hammered, the industry will be knocked down. Kneel down.
After a while, Fang Zhe started to wash his hair. A graceful and graceful woman appeared. It seemed that Fang Zhe felt that calling her "eldest sister" would not be wrong.
"Hello, Sister Ying." The staff in the store greeted each other one after another. Sister Ying walked aside, picked up Fang Zhe's work and looked at it carefully. After reading it, she walked behind Fang Zhe and stood, carefully looking at the handsome face in the mirror.
The hairstylist said: "Let me do it, you are not qualified."
The male hairstylist had no temper at all and stepped away with a flattering smile. Sister Ying stood behind Fang Zhe, looked at her for a while with her hands folded, and said, "Please allow me to ask a question. What your face needs is...
It feels mature, and according to your style, it’s too tender.”
"Tender is right, what you want is the effect of tenderness." Fang Zhe replied calmly, and Sister Ying smiled: "I'm telling you, I understand."
An hour later, Fang Zhe looked at himself in the mirror and sighed slightly: "Actually, I don't like this image." The little fresh meat in the mirror was one of the images that Fang Zhe disliked.
Sister Ying smiled sweetly from behind: "You look like this, and an older woman would like to swallow it in one gulp."
"Well, if you think so, it means the effect has been achieved." Fang Zhe stood up and looked at Bai Li, who had only a beginning. He walked over and whispered in his ear: "I'll go out to do something and I'll be back soon.
"
Bai Li is now a puppet, following Fang Zhe's strings: "Well, you go ahead, I'll be here for a while."
"It won't just take a while, it won't be finished in three or four hours. I can only eat whatever I want for dinner." Fang Zhe said with a wry smile on his face.
Bai Li made an apologetic expression. She should have told Fang Zhe in advance. Wasn't she always worried about Fang Zhe's reaction? Now it seems that all the uneasiness is unnecessary. Does Fang Zhe have any sense of his indulgence?
Bottom line trends.
Picking up the phone in the store, Fang Zhe dialed a number. After getting through, he said with a smile: "Old man Mei, do you have a watch?"
"Yes, it's just more expensive." The voice on the phone was lazily, and Fang Zhe said immediately: "Come here right now, don't go out."
I don’t know what Old Man Mei’s name is, Fang Zhe. He is a friend of Dean Chen’s circle. By chance, I met him with Dean Chen. Old Man Mei has some old gadgets in his hand. Everything else is easy to say, but the price is
It's not friendly to people nowadays.
For Fang Zhe, the reborn person, the price is not important. What is important is that there will be no fakes at Old Mei. The jade Buddha for my sister was bought from Old Mei and cost 500 yuan. That time in 2019
, just go ahead and dream, a jade pendant made of glass.
The old man has a lot of good things in his hands, but it's hard to get them out. But this old man has a weakness - good wine and lust.
Because I was lustful, I got a little girlfriend, but my children didn't agree. Just find a wife. What's the point of getting a girl younger than us to be your stepmother?
The relationship between the old man and his children was very tense. After they met Fang Zhe, they once drank together, and the old man drank a lot of bitter water.
Fang Zhe has two lifetimes of experience and has successfully played the role of a listener. Since then, Fang Zhe has always had a good relationship with him. Although they didn’t have much contact, they also got a lot from him.
Gadgets are considered regular customers.
No, there happened to be a jar of daughter's red in the trunk of Fang Zhe. Bai Li didn't use the one she got on her birthday, so this would come in handy. I drove to the old man's residence, which was a small and historic building.
Floor. This shows the dark history of this old man.
When he saw old man Fang Zhe, he was unhappy: "Why did you come here empty-handed? Get out of here!"
The little girlfriend next to her, who was in her early thirties, quickly took the old man's hand: "Lao Mei, this is a guest."
Fang Zhe said with a smile: "Don't persuade him. I want to leave later, and the old man can't hold me back."
"What do you mean? What good shit can you hold in?" This old man's mouth is really poisonous. It's God's fault that he didn't let anyone torture him to death back then. Fang Zhe sneered three times and opened the trunk: "I'll just
Let you take a look."
When the old man saw the mud seal on the jar, he became uneasy. He jumped forward at a sprint speed of 100 meters, and after looking at it carefully: "Look at this mud seal, it will take twenty years to go up."
"Is it enough to exchange you for two watches?" Fang Zhe was full of momentum. Old Mei curled his lips and when he was about to refuse, he glanced at the jar with great reluctance: "You have to pay more." Old Fei pulled out his eyeballs.
.
"Then we have to take a look at the goods first." Fang Zhe closed the trunk, and the old man said angrily: "Come in and wait."