This female barber is very skilled

Chapter 52

"Hey, big belly money, you return my red envelope!"

Carpenter Wang jumped up from the long row of benches, trying to get back the red envelopes that Dadu Qian had snatched from him.Helpless, he was skinny and not tall, and he held up the red envelope with his fat hand, but he couldn't reach it, and he couldn't get it.

With a hippie smile on his face, Big Belly Qian said cheerfully:

"Hey, you don't want to go back with the red envelope in my hands, why don't you wait for me to give you two by this time next year!"

"Don't talk nonsense, return the red envelope to me!"

Carpenter Wang jumped up and down several times with his thin body, but he couldn't get back the red envelope, so he could only worry about it.

"I never talk nonsense, as long as you give me the red envelope, I promise to give you two babies by this time next year!"

Big belly Qian held up the red envelope with a fat hand, complacent.

"He even said that he was the president, and he wanted to grab even a red envelope."

The pig butcher came over and snatched the red envelope from Daduqian, turned around and returned it to Carpenter Wang.

"Thank you, Master Pig Killer, I'll treat you to a drink tonight."

Carpenter Wang hurriedly hid the red envelope in the pocket at his waist.

"You guys are so small, you only know how to drink when you have a little money!"

With a look of contempt on his face, Qian Qian walked a few steps and sat on the barber chair with his big butt.

"Let's make a sample? Are you Qian Dachang, the grand head office?"

The butcher snorted unconvinced.

"What big president? It's just the director of the sales department of the savings bank below, and he's even a deputy!"

The old leader dismissed it.

"Master Long, Master Long, now the savings offices have been converted into sub-branches, and they have been converted into sub-branches. The name on my business card is vice president, vice president."

Daduqian felt a little guilty when he heard the old leader speak.

"Isn't that fooling the common people? Now you only need to pay for printing business cards, and the typing shop will print everything for you. Pig killer, why don't you just spend a few hundred yuan and print a stack of business cards."

"Master Long, I'm a butcher who kills pigs and sells meat. What kind of business card should I print? I don't know how to print it."

"You are the chairman of Yinhuan Food Import and Export Company."

"Chairman of Global Food Import and Export Company?"

"Yeah, isn't your pork stall at the corner of the vegetable market? If you can look around at the big ball in the square in front of the vegetable market, isn't that Universal?"

"What about the food import and export company?"

"Does the pork you sell belong to food? Is the pork eaten from the mouth and excreted from the bottom?"

"Yes Yes Yes."

"Isn't that enough? A veritable global food import and export company."

"But isn't the chairman a bit big?"

"It's not big, did you kill the pig yourself? Did you kill the meat yourself for the customer?"

"That's for sure."

"Do you know every piece of meat like the back of your hand?"

"It's natural."

"Isn't that the wise man?"

"You mean such a wise man?"

Everyone in the People's Barbershop laughed and leaned forward, overjoyed.

"Don't laugh, he can print the president on his business card with a big belly, and each of you can print it. Really, not only the butcher can print it, but Master Jiujin can also print it."

The old leader was still sitting upright with a serious face.

"Master Long, I'd better save it. The butcher can print the chairman of Global Foods Import and Export Company, but I really have nothing to print."

Tang Qing is still enjoying the "sensible elder" who killed the pig.

"Master Jiujin, your business card is easier to print, and the gimmicks (in Yancheng dialect, point of view, selling point, very popular) must surpass President Qian."

"Master Long, President Qian Da is the real God of Wealth, what am I a barber?"

"Master Jiujin, just like this is printed on your business card, the chief executive officer of Yijianmei China Co., Ltd., a major international holding group."

"Master Long, how do you explain this?"

"Master Jiujin, didn't your grandfather say that shaving your head is a big deal? Once you cut it off, wouldn't those women's hair become very beautiful?"

"Then why call it CEO?"

"Isn't it called '头' in the ancient text of 'Head'? The first level, the first level, refers to a person's head. You are our No. [-] barber in Yan City, aren't you the CEO?"

"Hahaha!"

"Master Long, I really belong to you!"

"Hahaha……"

Everyone in the people's barber shop laughed heartily.

After laughing for a while, Carpenter Wang leaned over to the old dragon head, licked his face and asked with a smile:
"Master Long, how do you think my business card should be printed?"

"Your business card is simpler. The director of the universe wood processing factory, the president of the Oriental Household Products Group, etc. can be used. Anyway, you are a master carpenter yourself, and you own a furniture store at home. You are much more worthy of your name than President Qian."

"Master Long, don't blame me like this. The vice president of my sub-branch is more or less appointed by our bank. There is indeed a mistake in printing my business card as the president, but only a few copies are printed. When it is issued on a formal occasion, It’s still the business card of the vice president.”

With a bitter expression on his face, Qian Qian turned around from the barber chair and said good things to the old leader.

"Do you still know that you are wrong? Then don't fool your neighbors like this again, or you will be fired from the People's Barbershop!"

The old leader put on a straight face and solemnly warned Daduqian.

"Don't, don't, Master Long, please don't fire my People's Barber Shop. What I told Master Wang just now was not a joke, it really happened."

Daduqian hastily explained to the old leader.

"Is there really such a thing?"

Carpenter Wang didn't wait for the old dragon to speak, his eyes lit up, he went to the barber chair, and asked the big belly money.

"Master Wang, if you don't believe me, I can give you a written receipt and a loan slip. I will come to the People's Barbershop on time every month to hand over the money generated by this red envelope to you face to face. One day later, one point less, You double asked for it!"

Daduqian stood up from the barber's chair, suddenly full of energy, and completely freed from the fact that the old leader wanted to expel him from the People's Barbershop.

"Hey, hey, don't do anything other than shave your hair in my shop. I don't care if you talk about your hair. If you want to make a deal, I'm sorry, go outside, I don't allow it here!"

Tang Qing picked up the mop to drive people away.

"Master Jiujin, don't be angry, don't be angry, I want to shave my head, I want to shave my head."

The big belly Qian sat down on the barber's chair in an orderly manner.

"Shave my head, I welcome, or three to seven?"

Tang Qing put down the mop and picked up the clippers.

"Master Jiujin, I'm going to meet an important client tonight, of course I'll get [-] points."

Thirty-seven points is a kind of hairstyle for men. It is generally centered on the eyeball, and the hair is divided into three or seven ratios.

Tang Qing's head shaving skills are really good. Three times, five times and two times, Daduqian's head immediately took on a new look, and the number of gimmicks has increased several times compared to when he first came in.

Gimmicks and gimmicks, how a person's image is, whether he has spirit, it's all in his own head.A person's hair is like a straw nest, and others will look down on you at first sight.

The big belly Qian picked up the mousse in front of the mirror and sprayed it several times. Satisfied, the big belly stood up, and he left the barber chair. His fat hand took out a five yuan note from his wallet and handed it to Tang Qing:

"Master Jiujin, thank you."

"Thank you for taking care of my business."

Tang Qing put away the five yuan note and put it in the cash drawer.

"Goodbye, everyone. If you want money to make money, come to me anytime."

With a big belly, Qian Qian twisted the string of mahogany beads on his wrist and walked out of the people's barber shop.

"Master Jiujin, take your time, I have something to do and leave first. Lord Long, sit down, sit down, hehe, hehe."

Carpenter Wang smiled all over his face, and retreated while laughing. He retreated to the door of the barber shop, turned around, and ran away without a trace.

"He must have gone after big money."

The pig butcher looked around the door of the barbershop.

"What are you looking at? If you feel itchy in your heart, go and find the big belly money!"

Tang Qing held the towel in his hand, and patted the pig butcher's stretched neck.

"Hehe, I don't believe that money can make money. Is there such a good thing in the world? One red envelope can give birth to two in a year? Unless you, Master Jiujin, also go to Daduqian to make money!"

The pig butcher's head was still looking out.

(End of this chapter)