Chapter 112 Reunion

If Wang Fugui was still alive, then Jiang Qian's previous considerations would be completely invalidated.

The other party might have used the same trick to lure the official personnel to the door, and then caught the turtle in the jar and retaliated. There are many extremely narcissistic and arrogant criminals. Jiang Qian has encountered more than one since he entered the industry.

Then he is now delivering himself to the door, which is exactly what the other party wants.

But Jiang Qian immediately dispelled this bold guess.

First, all the details in the "Ace" copy at that time were still vivid, and Wang Fugui's subconscious micro-expressions and emotional reactions, Jiang Qian firmly believed in his observation and judgment.

Second, the interaction between Wang Fugui and Dr. Dai, Wang Fugui's surprise after being backstabbed, and Dr. Dai's eagerness to silence Wang Fugui when he saw that Wang Fugui was about to reveal important information, did not seem like a means of "seeing each other in the future".

Unless the two were acting.

That made even more sense: who were they acting for?

For him? There were only three players left at that time.

Not to mention how amazing Wang Fugui and Dr. Dai's acting skills are, the "Ace" copy is a game where there is no chance of survival. In front of a person with a very low chance of survival, what is the motivation for the other party to act at full speed?

Jiang Qian's brain was working rapidly, and he quickly ruled out this extremely small but dangerous possibility.

At this time, the young stylist Ajie also responded to his needs:

"Generally, I rarely accept such tests, but since you are a guest who comes to my master, I will make an exception for you this time."

"Thank you so much!"

"Don't be polite, do it today?" Ajie said with a little hesitation, "Have you learned about our fees before?"

This is because he is afraid that he will be overcharged.

Jiang Qian immediately dispelled the other party's concerns and changed to a negotiating tone: "I will go back to the company to report the expenses. Please help me with a discount. After all, I am a poor intern and have no experience of maxing out my credit card..."

"Okay, then I will give you a 50% discount first, and then settle the total bill when your boss comes." The young stylist showed his generous care for his peers, "Do the registration first."

This is not the way to settle the total bill... Jiang Qian couldn't help but complain in his heart.

So the two returned to the bar, registered first, and settled the bill before leaving.

When the girl saw the new order, she immediately became much more enthusiastic, and looked at Jiang Qian as if she was looking at a big fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered. But when Ajie said "half discount", the girl's smile collapsed immediately.

"Ahem," Ajie coughed to cover up his embarrassment and told the girl, "This is the last order today. You pack your schoolbag and go home to do your homework. When you go out, hang up the closing sign."

"Oh!" The girl pouted.

Ajie smiled and turned to Jiang Qian: "Come with me, wash your hair first."

"Okay."

The girl was packing up at the bar, and Jiang Qian and Ajie walked into the inner room.

"Are you brother and sister?" Jiang Qian asked casually.

"Oh, I guess so."

"Do you usually close so early?"

"Almost. I'm the only one here. I take two or three orders every day, and the money I make is enough for food and clothing." Ajie smiled.

At your price, it's enough to open one a month for food and clothing... Jiang Qian nodded and sat down on the recliner.

Ajie fiddled with the shampoo bottle in the back for a few times, and after Jiang Qian lay down, he started to put water into the pool.

From the perspective of spiritual vision, Ajie's action of placing the bottle seemed a bit redundant.

But when the other party's hand touched his scalp, Jiang Qian realized what the other party was "doing" just now - there was a trace of "drug" left on Ajie's hand.

Although the dosage is very small, Jiang Qian can still keenly identify its ingredients and judge its efficacy: this dosage will cause a temporary loss of tactile sense in the human body.

"Is this water temperature okay?" Ajie's movements are very delicate. He lets the water from the showerhead wet Jiang Qian's hair through his palm, gradually adapting to the temperature, so as to avoid sudden cold or heat irritating the scalp.

"Okay."

"Okay," Ajie began to wash his hair, holding the back of Jiang Qian's head, starting from the ear side, and washing carefully. His movements are gentle but meticulous, better than the touch experience of some female technicians.

"It's really comfortable. My artist sister cares a lot about the service experience. She should be satisfied with you."

Ajie's hand trembled slightly, which caused a small amount of water to spill into his right ear: "If you are dissatisfied, tell me."

"It's all good for the time being, and you don't have to be too nervous." Jiang Qian opened his eyes and looked at Ajie.

The four eyes met, and Ajie's nervousness was conveyed through his fingers, so Jiang Qian closed his eyes calmly.

"What do you think of my hair quality? Does it need maintenance?"

"You are still young, your hair quality is very good, and your scalp hair follicles are healthy. You don't need to be too aggressive in maintenance. Just keep it clean and don't stay up late." When talking about professional matters, Ajie became relaxed again.

"You didn't actively promote the care products. You have good reviews and are professional~" Jiang Qian asked again, "How long have you been learning from Teacher Wang?"

"Five years."

"It's been so long, no wonder he's so confident, how long has Teacher Ajie been in the industry?" The information Jiang Qian is asking about now is not available on the Internet. He needs to know more about Ajie so that he can more accurately judge the relationship between him and Wang Fugui.

Ajie must have concealed something about Wang Fugui, and as long as there is information output, it is inevitable that there will be flaws.

"Two years." Ajie said.

This time period is exactly the time when the main store of Chaoshengmusi BJ was opened.

And this time point is not easy to lie about, it is easy to find out.

In other words: It is very likely that two years ago, after Ajie became a master, Wang Fugui went to BJ to open the main store of Chaoshengmusi Studio, and then successively opened chain stores across the country.

So if Ajie didn't lie, from two years ago to seven years ago, Wang Fugui and Ajie were in a strong master-disciple relationship, and the "Chaoshengmusi Studio" was equivalent to not being opened yet.

At that time, what else was Wang Fugui doing besides teaching students?

Jiang Qian's thoughts jumped a little far.

After the hair was wrapped in a towel and wiped, Ajie reminded: "It's washed, come on."

Jiang Qian stood up and rubbed his right ear.

"Hmm..."

Ajie took Jiang Qian to sit in front of the mirror.

A pair of silent pulleys were pulled over and waiting at hand, which contained various sharp tools.

Blow dry the hair first.

Then, Ajie bent down and communicated with Jiang Qian about the hair design:

"Do you have a style you want to try? Or the ideal image positioning, you can describe it to me, and we will study the achievable effect."

Like any professional stylist, Ajie asked Jiang Qian about his needs according to the process.

Jiang Qian began to give him a difficult question: "I don't have any ideas, I want to hear your suggestions."

This is completely reasonable, because his current role is to test the service level of the other party for his own artists.

Ajie glanced at the silver-shining tools at hand.

After a moment of hesitation, he said, "Your image is actually very good, better than some artists I have seen, and you can handle a variety of styles. If I were to give you advice, I would tend to base it on your usual style and appropriately reflect some popular elements to add novelty."

"In this way, you don't need to suddenly challenge the switch of image, causing an unexpected sense of gap, and at the same time you can try the integration of some fresh elements. If you are not satisfied, it will also be convenient for subsequent adjustments, step by step. What do you think?"

"Okay, let's do it."

Hearing Jiang Qian's approval, Ajie breathed a sigh of relief and was silent for two seconds.

Then he reached out to take the scissors in the roller cart next to him...

Under the cover of spiritual vision, Ajie's forehead oozed a little sweat, not knowing whether it was due to the fatigue of serving customers continuously, or for other reasons.

However, at this moment, the vehicle quietly parked outside the store attracted Jiang Qian's attention.

It was a black Mercedes-Benz. The door of the driver's seat was pushed open, and a tall man in a black windbreaker walked down from it.

He wore a hat, a mask and sunglasses, covering his face tightly. Even Jiang Qian's spiritual vision could not see through the cover and see the other person's face clearly.

Obviously, it was the effect of props.

Hats, glasses, masks, and windbreakers all played the role of concealing identities and could not be penetrated by Jiang Qian's "sight".

——Uninvited guests.

At this time, there were only Jiang Qian and Ajie in the "Morning Life and Death" store. The half-grown girl at the front desk was sent away by Ajie in advance.

Before she left, she did as Ajie said and hung a closing sign at the door.

However, the person who got off the car ignored the word "closing", pushed the door open, and slowly stepped onto the carpeted stairs.

It was a pair of well-made Italian brand leather shoes, showing that the other party had good taste and superior living resources.

Did the little girl run out to report the news? The codeword that Ajie handed to her? It's unlikely that I didn't notice the abnormality in this regard... Did I miss some key information?

Jiang Qian quickly reviewed the situation, and at the same time, he was paying attention to the movements above his head and at the door!

Ajie behind him combed a small strand of hair with his fingers...

He raised the scissors with his other hand.

The two blades opened, making a slight friction sound, and his scissoring action seemed a little heavier than when he served the lady just now.

"Teacher Ajie."

"What, what's wrong?"

Jiang Qian's sudden voice made Ajie, who was concentrating on his work, suddenly come back to his senses.

At the same time, the scissors in his hand stopped, and the tightly grasped hair gradually leaked out from between his fingers.

Jiang Qian looked at Ajie through the mirror: "It seems that someone is coming at the door."

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