Jiang Xiaoyuan looked up absentmindedly - in front of her was a luxuriously decorated beauty salon.
This kind of place has a deep connection with Jiang Xiaoyuan. She used to give money to people like filial sons and virtuous grandchildren: she had to go for hair nutrition every four days and add scalp care after every two hair nutrition sessions.
In order to sort out this busy schedule, Jiang Xiaoyuan has dedicated personnel in the stores she often visits, who will send WeChat reminders one day in advance.
Despite spending countless hours and energy, her hair wasn't much better, probably just spending money on a psychological effect.
Because people are stupid and have a lot of money, every time Jiang Xiaoyuan arrives, the store manager will spare time to serve her. On New Year's Day, when the weather cools down, the store will inevitably send her a WeChat greeting - "celebrate our fate and grow up one year old again" on New Year's Day, "thank your mother for me and bring you to the world, dear" on Mother's Day, and even the World AIDS Day will not stop, and send her a message "We are the happiest people in a healthy life with each other"... I don't know who cares.
Anyway, no one will please her like this again in the future.
Qilian called her in and knocked on the front desk, saying, "Where's the ark
The receptionist saw that he had a familiar attitude and didn't say anything. She turned around and went to call someone.
They are hiring these days, and the store manager is my elementary school classmate, "Qilian said." Don't worry, the consumption here is not cheap either. Most of the customers who come are wealthy and idle female customers, and there are not so many messy things
As a former customer, Jiang Xiaoyuan's eyes twitched in disbelief upon hearing the words.
Her identity was downgraded from "old Buddha" to "hair washing girl" like jumping off a building, and she firmly experienced what "things are different" means.
Before Jiang Xiaoyuan could adjust her mental state, a short man wearing skinny pencil pants walked out from inside.
This person is wearing two signs on his chest, one with the words' store manager 'and the other with the words' technical director', and the other playing two different roles, making him look very capable and hardworking. He wore a hat on his head, showing a bit of burnt dark brown hair, a pair of glasses without lenses on the bridge of his nose, and his eyelashes were smeared with eye black as if two thorns were going to pierce the world, going out and out in a defiant manner.
As soon as this person appeared, he showed a professional smile and stared at Qilian's unremarkable head, fawning and asking, "Handsome guy, would you like a perm to make a look? We have a team that has just returned from studying in Japan, and we guarantee to create the most dazzling and suitable look for you
He used to be Chen Dalong, "Qilian ignored him and pointed to the person who came to introduce Jiang Xiaoyuan," this idiot had a hole in his mind when he was in junior high school. He was deceived and couldn't go to school anymore. Every day, he followed others to worship a 'Jesus Great Master' sitting on a lotus throne, and even gave himself the English name 'Noah' and the Chinese name 'Chen Fangzhou'
Jiang Xiaoyuan: "..."
Oh, "Qilian calmly added another blow," don't believe anything he talks about. With 26 letters in English, he can recognize the four of 'Noah' - they have to be arranged in order
Chen Fangzhou's warm smile changed, and he suddenly burst into flames. He grabbed Qilian's collar and pounced on him, intending to fight him. Unfortunately, the boss Chen was born short, half a head shorter than Jiang Xiaoyuan, and the fighting process was very inconvenient. He bounced around like an ambitious flea, intending to give the large dog a one shot throat.
Jiang Xiaoyuan took a few steps back and felt the strong folk customs of the people in her hometown.
This unequal battle ended with Qilian holding Chen Fangzhou's back neck and throwing him aside. Qilian rubbed his wrinkled collar and said, "Different species are not related
Chen Fangzhou, who had just calmed down, wanted to bite him for another 300 rounds.
Qilian pushed Jiang Xiaoyuan forward just right, blocking her in front of him, and said seriously, "I have something important to do - this is a younger sister from my hometown, remember
Chen Fangzhou finally saw Jiang Xiaoyuan, who was about to retreat outside the door. His face changed, his ferocity eased, and he displayed a kind smile hesitantly: "Oh, remember
What the hell do you remember, "Qilian interrupted him," the year you followed the cult organization, she hadn't changed her teeth yet
Chen Fangzhou: "..."
She just came over and doesn't understand anything, so she wants to learn some skills from you, "Qilian teased Mr. Chen several times before finally saying a serious sentence." Take care of her more and don't let others bully her. If there's anything wrong with her, just say that everyone is family when they go out - don't take it to heart, right
The last half of the sentence he said was to Jiang Xiaoyuan. Jiang Xiaoyuan instinctively nodded and realized something was wrong after thinking back. These two sentences sounded like what parents told their teachers when they sent their children to school.
Is she that familiar with Qilian?
They just happened to meet twice, by chance. Even if there were some unrelated connections, they were from a distant time that none of the parties involved could remember. Why would Qilian help her?
Chen Fangzhou readily agreed and said to Jiang Xiaoyuan with a smile, "Sister, don't be afraid. I have completely reformed and broken away from the organization. I even burned down the lotus throne of Jesus, scattering bones and ashes. If you don't believe me, I will still keep the ashes
Jiang Xiaoyuan was speechless and could only look at him with melancholy, feeling that Mr. Chen was a bit brainless, while she, who had been deceived by such a store and had spent over 100000 yuan, seemed even more brainless.
Qilian: "She doesn't have a place to live now. Please think of a way and I'll leave it to you
Chen Fangzhou nodded happily, and Qilian put her hands in her pockets and walked out. Just as Jiang Xiaoyuan, who was full of questions, was about to call out to him, he suddenly turned around at the door and looked at Jiang Xiaoyuan, who was hesitating to speak.
When rivers run towards the sea, it is impossible to ignore the sediment upstream of other tributaries, "Qilian said without a village or shop." A person's past is just like their background, it is predetermined and cannot be chosen, only accepted, right
Jiang Xiaoyuan's pupils contracted violently - he knew! He definitely knows about parallel spacetime and lighthouses!
By the way, when I first saw Qilian in the hospital, he inexplicably asked, "Is this phone yours?" If I were just lamenting that her phone was worn out, wouldn't a normal person say, "You still use this kind of phone?
Jiang Xiaoyuan hurriedly took a step forward and was about to ask a clear question when she saw Qilian raise a finger to her mouth and make a "shh" gesture.
He waved his hand with his back to the sunset and gave a seemingly plausible smile, saying, "It's getting cold soon. This weekend, our fellow villagers who live nearby will have a small gathering. We've been working hard for half a year now. Let's have hotpot together. Don't forget to come along and also give our families a heads up
After speaking, he left without waiting for Jiang Xiaoyuan's reaction.
Jiang Xiaoyuan froze in place for a moment. She was originally very worried that others would discover her secret, but when she was really sure that Qilian already knew, after the panic, she actually felt a little relieved. She was not someone who could hide things, and Qilian's existence gave her the illusion that she was not so lonely.
Jiang Xiaoyuan took a few deep breaths, and after experiencing the terrifying "survival in the internet cafe", she easily accepted her identity as a hair washing girl. Without the need for Chen Fangzhou's greeting, she picked up a broom and stood quietly like a plant for a day. Whenever she saw a customer with more hair debris under their feet, she went up to help sweep it away.
Anyway, she has a job to settle down in first.
Jiang Xiaoyuan wiped away the tears she had choked on from the evaporated dye and scalding solution, and was pleasantly surprised to find that there were beverage machines and popcorn machines in the store. Only through comparison can the truth be revealed. Compared to the dilapidated internet cafe like a black workshop, the environment here is like heaven.
You can't get in without going through the back door, "Jiang Xiaoyuan thought to herself, enjoying herself in hardship.
She realized that she had completely accepted the reality of not being able to go back, and couldn't take the medicine of regret. She had to settle down and go to any temple to study the scriptures, and tried not to recall her old life like a dream.
Jiang Xiaoyuan actually doesn't quite believe that she can persist until now and survive in this time and space. She always believes that this is the power and courage of the lighthouse assistant at work. The thought of having such a "golden finger" blessing at least gives her a little more confidence.
That's someone who made it to the national team through small ball sports, it's not a joke.
In this way, Jiang Xiaoyuan landed at the hair salon, and Chen Fangzhou was indeed very loyal. The salon closed for one day every Monday afternoon, and Chen, the store manager, took advantage of the short vacation to personally guide Jiang Xiaoyuan on how to wash her hair.
You can't just come up and rinse with water without saying a word, "Chen Fangzhou said." You have to ask the guests how the water temperature is. You must remember to say the first two sentences, one is' What do you think of the water temperature? 'and the other is' Do you prefer a stronger or weaker hand strength?' Did you remember
Jiang Xiaoyuan nodded.
Chen Fangzhou pointed to another shampoo girl who was a live model on the washbasin and said, "Come tell her again
Jiang Xiaoyuan: "..."
The model burst into laughter on the spot, and Jiang Xiaoyuan stood still with a flushing nozzle, feeling even more ashamed than when she recited poetry with a red face in public as a child.
Don't be shy, "Chen Fangzhou pointed and gestured," Do you want to do business? Do you want to make money? Yes, then you can't be shy. You have to 'spray' a little... Do you understand what 'spray' means
Jiang Xiaoyuan almost made him spray her face, so she learned in a low voice like a mosquito, 'What do you think of the water temperature?'
No, no, "Chen Fangzhou thrust up and down beside him, supporting his slender and pointed body like a sour jujube." Emotions, you can't be so perfunctory. You have to remember that you are serving the living, not doing funeral beauty. You have to have passion and make the guests feel your passion
Jiang Xiaoyuan: "..."
Chen Fangzhou: "Have you ever attended a story themed class meeting when you were a child? It's the kind of stories about the Long March and the revolution - do you remember what the host said? Usually it's' Ah, our country ', right? You need to grasp that kind of strength, and I'll demonstrate it to you again
He spoke, straightened his chest, and lifted himself up two centimeters, making a presidential speech posture. He spoke rhythmically, "Ah, my country! I'll wash your hair! Ah, my country! Do you think the water temperature is suitable? Ah, my country! Do you like me to have more or less strength
The model was overjoyed and her head slammed into the wall of the enamel washbasin.
Why laugh? "Manager Chen slapped the back of the model's head and turned to educate Jiang Xiaoyuan," I want you to experience this emotional color. You need to love customers with the passion of loving your country
Jiang Xiaoyuan only felt that she could never love her motherland well again in the future.