Huang Mengjun hurriedly got up and avoided Sis Hua's hug. He pulled her to the scissors chair he had sat on before and turned her to look at herself in the mirror." Sis Hua, do you want a haircut or a dye today?"”He always started off like this. This was his personality. He didn't have much to say to women.
"What do you think? Baby, if I don't cut my hair, you won't let me in the private room!”Sis Hua looked at Meng Jun lovingly. He hurriedly avoided her amorous eyes and remained silent.
The apprentice looked at him and walked away with a smile. He knew that every time this happened, the little master would always be very embarrassed and silent. "Alright, Sis Hua, stop playing. Cut your hair!”Meng Jun looked at Sis Hua and said seriously.
Although he hated this kind of eye contact, this was the only way to deal with his customers. Silence was his best response to women. In the barbershop, he had seen all kinds of women over the years. Good, bad, ugly, beautiful, flirtatious, and flirtatious. He had learned how to deal with all kinds of women over the years.
In such an environment, it was easy to be bad but difficult to be good. Xiang Huo was the most unstable. As long as a person kept himself clean, he would not be tainted by dirt. Towards a woman like Sis Hua, Meng Jun had a very high quality and would never be seduced by her. Otherwise, he would be no different from those cheap men who kept a mistress.
"Alright, cut your hair! Then dye it." Sis Hua looked at the silent Meng Jun and smiled helplessly.
" Mm." Meng Jun nodded and took a deep breath. He was ready to cut Sis Hua's hair.
Meng Jun was really focused. After carefully sizing up Sis Hua's face and thinking about what hairstyle to design, he picked up the scissors and waved it on Sis Hua's head.
At this moment, Sis Hua allowed him to comb and cut her hair. She closed her eyes slightly, not knowing if it was a kind of enjoyment or aftertaste. Meng Jun's craftsmanship was indeed clean and straightforward. The way he cut his hair was very charming. That cold and handsome look with a slightly hesitant expression, the focus on waving the scissors, and the calm and sad look in his eyes. His fair and slightly red face was cold and indifferent. He was really manly.
Sis Hua was mesmerized by his cold handsomeness and his unique personality. She knew that the little boy in front of her did not like her, but he never showed it. Every time he did her hair so seriously, although he did not say much, she could feel his enthusiasm.
Every time she was in close contact with him, it was her happiest moment. No matter how he treated her, she felt that she was reminiscing about love. His hands were very gentle, afraid that she would hurt herself! His skills were superb, almost first-class. With such good craftsmanship and cheap hair done by such a handsome gigolo, it was really worth it to die. It was only at this moment that Sis Hua remembered that she was a woman.
To Meng Jun, Sis Hua was just his customer. He could not be disloyal to his customers. No matter if he hated them or disliked them, or if he liked them, he treated them equally. He had to treat his customers well. He could not cook just because he liked them or not because he did not like them. He was not picky about anyone. No matter who it was, he would do it well. This was the basic character of a craftsman and also the conscience of a person.
Only by doing so would he be worthy of his profession and be considered a successful hairdresser. Because of this, he was the most handsome man in women's hearts. It was not just his handsome face, but also his principle as a person.
Meng Jun quickly cut Sis Hua's short hair in the style of Sassoon. This hairstyle was very compatible with Sis Hua's bewitching but not glamorous temperament. It covered up the old-fashioned aura of curly hair.
Meng Jun finished cutting his hair and re-examined his masterpiece. He nodded in satisfaction and then waved at his disciple. Then, she picked up the magazine that she had not finished reading and sat on the other side of the hair cutting chair.
Ah Yong came over and saw Sis Hua's slightly closed expression. He covered his mouth and laughed. He cleared his throat and said," Madam Mo, it's time to wash your hair."”
"Oh, it's done. So fast!" It seemed like Sis Hua was really asleep. She tidied up her sleepy expression and turned around to take a look. Meng Jun was not in her line of sight, which made him a little disappointed. She knew that she would not have the chance to see Ah Jun now. The rest of the work would be done by his disciple.
This was the rule of this beauty shop, and it was also Ah Jun's rule. She looked for Ah Jun, hoping to see him again. However, she regretted falling asleep when she didn't see him.
He must have looked ridiculous. Unfortunately, she didn't even look at Ah Jun. Sis Hua followed Ah Yong to the shampoo room gloomily.
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