"Oh! Brother, wait a moment, I'll be fine soon!" A middle-aged man in his early thirties glanced at him and said casually.

"Um!"

Zhou Zheng put down the takeaway and nodded, so he wandered around the store very leisurely.

"Brother, just cut it shorter!"

"It's over!"

Zhou Zheng stopped in front of a young barber who was dressing in a trendy manner and listened silently to the familiar conversation between the two. He remembered that every time he walked into a barber shop, the most common sentence he said to the hairdresser was "Cut a shorter!"

With expectations, I wanted to take a look at the skills of this barber shop. At the end, the young hairdresser did not disappoint Zhou Zheng.

The barber and mother actually have one thing in common. The barber never understands the length of one centimeter, and the mother never understands the depth of half a bowl of rice. There is the only difference. The former disappoints us, while the latter touches us.

Zhou Zheng glanced at the young boy's resentful gaze from the corner of his eyes and walked away with a faint smile.

This time, Zhou Zheng came to the middle-aged man who ordered takeout. After watching for a while, Zhou Zheng was still a little surprised.

The middle-aged man has very experienced techniques and rich experience, but he has not dealt with incomplete flaws, but it is not a big deal.

"How is it, guy, do you have any idea to make your hair?"

The middle-aged man ignored Zhou Zheng when he came over and took a look. When the construction was about to be completed, he smiled and asked Zhou Zheng.

"Your skill is good!"

Zhou Zheng smiled and shook his head and refused, but he still praised the middle-aged man.

"Oh? Do you still understand this?" The middle-aged man couldn't help but feel complimented and looked at Zhou Zheng with some curiosity and asked.

"Just understand a little!" Zhou Zheng nodded and said after hearing this.

"Then look at how I cut my hairstyle?"

Although the middle-aged man asked, he was absolutely confident in his craftsmanship, otherwise his store would not be so popular.

"It's OK in general, but if you trim these details a little, it will be even more perfect!"

Seeing this, Zhou Zheng pointed at some positions above the guest's head while explaining.

At this time, the customer was a little unhappy. A takeaway delivery guy was pretending to be a fool, and he was still pointing around my mother's head. Who was the hairdresser?

"Hey! Brother, hurry up and finish the cutting, I have something to do!" said the guest with a little displeasure.

Zhou Zheng stood aside and left with great tact, and continued to walk around other locations in the store.

"oh!"

The middle-aged man came to his senses and responded, but after hearing the delivery guy's reminder in front of him, he was still a little surprised.

After more than ten years of experience, I don’t say that I have cut more hair than I eat, but I have not eaten 10,000 or 8,000. I have never seen anyone or what kind of head shape I have never cut.

But after carefully considering the delivery guy's words just now, the middle-aged man did find that the change was greatly changed after trimming.

Soon, after cutting his hair, the guest stood in front of the mirror and looked at him. With the hairstyle, his temperament changed significantly.

After sending the satisfied guests away, the middle-aged man came to Zhou Zheng, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, and handed over one.

"Brother, have you learned to cut hair before?"

Seeing this, Zhou Zheng pushed the cigarette back and said, "No, it's just a liberal hobby."

The middle-aged man was shocked when he heard this. He had never learned it but could point out a few flaws accurately just now. This talent is a bit shameful!

"Do you want to apply for a card? Our store has recently held an event, and will charge a thousand yuan and give you ten free blow-cuts, dyeing, and perm-free!"

"Uh! Goodbye!"

Zhou Zheng was out of control by a middle-aged man's sudden promotion of card application. After checking the takeaway information, he stood up and left.

Back in the car, Zhou Zheng was a little disappointed. He thought that the task would be triggered at the hair salon, but he didn't expect that he would almost get a card.

"Dingling! Dinglingling!"

A cell phone ringing rang, Zhou Zheng took out his pocket and took a look at the notes and then picked them up.

"Xiao Zhou, come to the company tomorrow morning, and there are some things that need to be discussed with you!"

"Ok! No problem!"

Zhou Zheng and Han Letian chatted for a few simple words and hung up the phone. Although they didn't say anything specifically on the phone, I believe he must be present, otherwise Han Letian would never come to him.

The next morning, Zhou Zheng got up early and cleaned up. He just obtained the hairdresser skills yesterday and finally came in handy. After a simple hairstyle, he obviously looked more refined.

He went downstairs to drive to the door of Zhenghua Software Technology Co., Ltd., founded with Han Letian. After parking the car in the underground parking lot, Zhou Zheng took out his cell phone and dialed Han Letian's phone number.

After learning the specific location, Zhou Zheng took the elevator to the president's office on the 16th floor.

Han Letian sat leisurely on the sofa and looked at the Magic City Daily today. On the table were there, the hot tea cups were emitting a faint fragrance in the whole room.

"Brother Han, why are you doing so in a hurry today?" Zhou Zheng walked into the door and went straight to the sofa and looked at Han Letian and asked.

"Oh! Sit down and say!" Han Letian heard this, reached out and greeted Zhou Zheng enthusiastically, put down the newspaper and handed over a cup of tea.

"The firewall company you programmed last time has applied for a patent and plans to put it into the market. A press conference may be held in a few days. Isn't this notify you in advance?" Han Letian continued.

"In this case, you can just call me and say it to me. There is no need to do this." Zhou Zheng smiled and said, originally thinking that something would happen, but this was the result?

"I've asked you to come today and I'm going to test this firewall to avoid any accidents on the press conference." Han Letian said very seriously at this time.

Zhou Zheng nodded after hearing this, and then drank the tea with Han Letian and came to the work area for the last test.

Very perfect!

The black storm that swept the demon city can finally end here.

Zhou Zheng's firewall is a several-fold reduction version of the invincible firewall he originally programmed, mainly targeting the virus that swept the magic city this time.

At the same time, the office of the North Ring Software Development Company in the Magic City.

A tall and thin middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses was sitting at his desk to sort out his copywriting when a knock on the door suddenly rang out.

"Come in!"

The middle-aged man said without raising his head, and saw a young man in a suit whispering to push the door and walk in.

"Hello, Mr. Wang!"
Chapter completed!