When Liang Lamei heard that this woman was not a good person, she gave up and offered to compensate:

"I'm sorry, can I pay you ten yuan?"

"Ten yuan? Your ten yuan is gold bricks? My son is getting married next week. How can he be seen with this hair? If you don't solve it, I will shut you down immediately."

When Qu Meifang heard that she was only compensated ten yuan, she became even more angry. Liang Lamei broke into a sweat and kept raising the money.

In the end, the price reached 100 and the customer still refused to agree. He became more and more agitated and was about to call someone to destroy the store.

Other customers who came to get their hair permed were scared away when they saw her permed like that, and they all scared away when they heard that the shop was going to be vandalized.

If we don't solve the problem today, the reputation of the barber shop will be bad. If something goes wrong, we won't be able to open the shop anymore. Liang Lamei cried anxiously:

"What do you think we should do? How much compensation are you satisfied with?"

"I have plenty of money, let alone a hundred, but you can't do it even with a thousand. My son is getting married with respectable people. How can I meet people with this hair? I must return to my original state, otherwise I will never be done with you."

Qu Meifang refused to give up and didn't want money at all. She didn't want money and Liang Lamei had nothing to do. She couldn't even cry and say nice things. She even knelt down but she still wouldn't agree.

Zuo Jingyan watched the excitement for a long time. The customer with a perm was in his forties, fair, plump and very handsome. He was wearing a purple linen shirt, black trousers, black moccasins, and a Seagull brand watch on his wrist.

In this era, all those who can dress like this are rich people. Zuo Jingyan smiled, her first pot of gold has found its target.

Although her head was burned, it was not impossible to solve it. However, Zuo Jingyan waited until Liang Lamei had no choice before she stood up and said to the guest with a smile:

"Sister, please don't get excited. I can help you."

Qu Meifang was excited when a little girl suddenly came and said she could help her. She was still a rural girl, so she didn't believe her at all and kicked her out angrily:

"Go, go, go, what can you do?"

Zuo Jingyan didn't care about her attitude. With her image and age, it was no wonder that she didn't believe it. She stretched out two fingers and said to her in a brisk tone:

"Two steps. First, I will trim your permed hair so that you will not be invisible to others. Second, I will weave you a wig. Do you think it's okay?"

"Wig? You want me to wear a wig?"

Qu Meifang frowned unhappily, only bald people wear wigs!

Zuo Jingyan smiled and nodded:

"Yes, it doesn't look like a wig, but no one will tell."

"No, no, no, who knows what kind of hair they are made of? What if it's the hair of a dead person? What a shame!"

Qu Meifang firmly refused to agree. She was going to be a mother-in-law, so wearing a wig made of dead people's hair on her big day was too depressing.

Zuo Jingyan smiled and picked up her braid to show her:

"Use my hair, I can cut it as long as you want. I will cut it on the spot so you can see it with your own eyes."

Qu Meifang is obviously a little tempted. Her hair is already like this, even if she beats the shop owner to death, she won't be able to recover. This girl's hair is so dark and shiny that it would be good to make it into a wig?

Qu Meifang's tone softened:

"Is it too late to make it now? My son is getting married next Sunday."

Zuo Jingyan counted the time and said to the woman confidently:

"Today is Wednesday, there are still nine days left. If you have time, I can finish it in a week and give you a fashionable hairstyle that is unique in Jinghai. I guarantee that you will be the most beautiful mother-in-law on the day of your son's wedding."

Qu Meifang was moved by the scene described by Zuo Jingyan. She loosened the collar of Liang Lamei in the barber shop and looked at Zuo Jingyan:

"Okay, just do it for me. What if you can't do it?"

"Then just do whatever you want? Just smash the store! Right, boss?"

Zuo Jingyan spoke in a relaxed tone and asked Liang Lamei.

Shop Liang Lamei’s eyes were straight. What do you mean? Destroy the store? Whose store was smashed?

OMG!

Why did you blindly agree to this video about a girl that came out of nowhere?

But now she has no good solution. If she doesn't agree, she will smash the store right away. If she agrees, she can hold on for a week and then smash it. Anyway, it's not going to work.

"how do you say?"

Qu Meifang glared at Liang Lamei and asked her to express her position. Liang Lamei nodded with a sad face:

"Just do whatever you say!"

Qu Meifang was then satisfied and pointed at Zuo Jingyan:

"Okay, I'll believe you. You can make my hair look attractive to people first. If you can't do it for me, I'll have your legs broken."

"Okay, for my legs, I have to cut your hair beautifully."

Zuo Jingyan has a sweet smile and a slightly naughty tone.

Qu Meifang was smoothed down by her good temper. She glared at Liang Lamei who was downcast, then sat on the chair and let Zuo Jingyan cut her hair.

Liang Lamei actually didn't believe Zuo Jingyan, but now she was afraid that Qu Meifang would just vent her anger on that girl, so she didn't stop her.

Zuo Jingyan picked up the hair-cutting scissors and tried them, frowning a bit. They were so blunt. Why didn't Liang Lamei sharpen the scissors?

A barber's scissors are very important. The sharper the better, they can cut hair quickly and neatly. Liang Lamei from this shop doesn't love her job.

She looked at Liang Lamei and asked:

"Is there a grindstone?"

"have."

Liang Lamei took out the grindstone from the box where the sundries were stored and handed it to Zuo Jingyan. When she saw her professionalism in sharpening scissors, her initial contempt became less. It seemed like she was really good at it, right?

After Zuo Jingyan sharpened her scissors, she became more confident. She put a scarf around Qu Meifang and started to cut her hair neatly. There were many spectators outside the door, who were attracted by Zuo Jingyan's chic movements while cutting her hair.

The scissors were so smooth, brushing, brushing, brushing...

The lower part was cut neatly, the parched hair like a chicken coop was trimmed and fell all over the floor, and the hairstyle came out soon.

Qu Meifang looked at herself in the mirror becoming more and more pleasing to her eyes, her frown gradually relaxed, and her whole body changed from stiffness to relaxation.

The more Liang Lamei looked at it, the more she admired it. She was not like a little girl. The hair clipper was flying up and down in her hands as if it was alive. The hair cut was also beautiful. Why didn't she think of repairing it like this?

After Zuo Jingyan finished cutting, she was a little dissatisfied and regretfully said to Qu Meifang:

"My hair is too burnt, so I can only cut it like this for you. When your hair grows longer in the future, I will give you a more beautiful haircut to make you ten years younger."

She asked her boss for a razor blade again, and helped Qu Meifang shape her eyebrows into a beautiful shape. This time, they were even more perfect, and she suddenly looked fashionable.

"Haha, okay, I'll look for you when the time comes. What's the little girl's name?"

Qu Meifang looked at herself in the mirror, looking younger than before and with a unique temperament. Even though her hair was a bit too short, at least she could go out and meet people with this hairstyle.

He was very satisfied with Zuo Jingyan's craftsmanship and became friendly towards her.

Zuo Jingyan helped her clean the broken hair on her neck, took off the scarf and answered with a smile:

"My name is Zuo Jingyan."

"Okay, my name is Qu Meifang. I will pick up the wig in a week. Don't let me down."
Chapter completed!