Chapter 173 Opening Flower Basket (1)

As soon as Yang Lichun said this, the two young people were stunned for a moment, and they both looked in the direction of Wei Sheng, who would have thought that there were people in this small hair salon who were related to the protagonist of the incident they were talking about.

In fact, bragging is bragging. It is precisely because this kind of thing is too far away for ordinary people, whether it is the daughter of the deputy secretary Tang who was almost rectified on the spot, or the family of Wancheng Group. To a certain extent, the young master who stabbed is living in a different world from them.

It's a very different world, and the two of them are just little people at the bottom of the society, who spend 20 yuan perm on their hair and try to show off their worth and sleep to a beautiful shop assistant.

And Yang Lichun's unintentional words sounded to them as if they were deliberately refuting their faces.

Hearing his mother's question, Wei Sheng nodded honestly and didn't say much.

"How many did I meet that day?" Yang Lichun was referring to Gao Rui, Cui Xian and others who had come over to invite Wei Sheng to dinner on the day of the Communication Technology Summit.

Seeing Wei Sheng nodding again, Yang Lichun asked with a little heart palpitations, "Do you know about stabbing people?"

Wei Sheng grinned and shook his head, "The specifics are not very clear."

Yang Lichun sighed and sighed as he pounded the potion, "We are not on the same level as those children from rich families. In the future, we will try to stay as far away as possible. We can't afford to mix with them."

In fact, Wei Sheng has always wanted to find an opportunity to change her parents' ideas. Although the family has been living a poor and calculating life since Wei Sheng was born, life will always get better and better. She doesn't want her parents' There is always a feeling of inferiority in their bones. Although that is what the great era has given them, their thoughts should always keep pace with the times.

As her life changed, she asked her parents to completely abandon outdated concepts.

Even the poor and humble, as long as they work hard, they will eventually reap the respect they deserve.

Now it seems that this concept has to be changed from the friends I made.

After listening to the conversation between the mother and daughter, Huang Jun sneered with an unpleasant look on his face, "Madam, is your little girl studying well? Going to school in City No. 1 Middle School?"

The daughter of the owner of a small barber shop, I am afraid that only good academic performance can be obtained by entering the city's No. 1 Middle School.

Yang Lichun smiled when he heard the words, and looked at Wei Sheng with some pride in his eyes, but this simple woman's expression of pride was only a smile on her face, "Academic grades are okay, it's a matter of entering a good school. For some use, I will get the final exam results when I return to school in the afternoon."

When it comes to results, Yang Lichun has some expectations, but some dare not look forward to it, but she has been reminding Wei Sheng carefully since early in the morning.

As a mother, most of the time, no matter if others are perfunctory or talking about her children seriously, she will happily move out her daughter's best achievements to seriously respond to each other.

And Yang Lichun has always been like this, but the former Wei Sheng really didn't have anything to do.

At this time, Ding Huihong had wrapped a towel on Huang Jun's head, and he sat up and showed a face full of disdain, "Why do you think your daughter is a treasure? Stay away from others, but you should ask her when she is in school. Can you talk to people?"

Hearing that the other party looked down on his daughter, Yang Lichun was also a little unhappy. He was playing with bottles and jars in his hand, and muttered abruptly, "I can't say anything, I have to invite my daughter to dinner last time."

"Pfft!" Huang Jun and Lao Wu looked at each other, the former burst out laughing, "Okay, the secretary of the mayor and the young masters and young ladies of the big boss are all rushing to invite your daughter to dinner, I think you are too. Don't work in this development gallery, go directly to the city government to work!"

As he spoke, he sat in front of the mirror with the towel wrapped around his head, and looked in the mirror at the middle-aged woman who was sitting on the kang playing with bottles and jars. .

However, at this moment, the door of the store was pulled open again, and the icy cold wind once again exposed the just-heated hut to the cold air.

The person who pushed open the door was a young man as tall as a hill. He was handsome and rough, and his body was straight. His black leather jacket showed a turtleneck sweater, but he did not appear to have a short neck.

With the sunlight outside his back on his back, he stood in the cold wind howling, with the curling smoke from the shop next door wafting from behind him, blocking the door like a god of war.

Gao Rui stood at the door with arrogant eyes and looked at the newly opened barber shop of Wei Sheng's family.

"Fuck." If he hadn't seen Wei Sheng, who was looking at him with a magazine in his hand, he would have thought he had gone to the wrong door.

Everyone in the room, including Ding Huihong, who was busy with his work, and Huang Jun, who was cocking his legs with a complacent expression, all stared blankly at the young boy who suddenly broke in and was dressed in extraordinary clothes. If he hadn't blurted out that Dirty words, it is estimated that everyone will stay stunned for a while.

It has to be said that as the son of Mayor Gao Zhengwei, Gao Rui was born with a condescending aura, and as the saying goes, he is pretending to be coercive.

"Oh, what are you doing at the door?" Yang Jiajia who was behind pushed Gao Rui away and stepped into the house with several large bags in her hands. Behind her, Li Xingyu also squeezed in from Gao Rui, and finally Shao Bingran.

Wei Sheng, who was sitting on the head of the kang, was stunned for a moment. She knew that Yang Jiajia was coming to deliver clothes today, so she waited for her in the store after the opening. She planned to go to school in the afternoon to get her transcripts, but she didn't expect these guys to come with her. .

In fact, Wei Sheng hadn't seen a few people since Cui Xian was admitted to the hospital that day, and it was the first time he saw them today after almost a week of vacation.

And Yang Jiajia came here because she went shopping with her mother at Chaonan Department Store yesterday, and by the way, helped Wei Sheng retrieve the dress. It was originally scheduled to go to school today and then hand it over to Wei Sheng, but she was on the phone this morning, after hearing that Wei Sheng After the barber shop opened, he insisted on coming, and Wei Sheng couldn't shirk.

Naturally, she didn't know that Yang Jiajia felt guilty because of what happened that day, so she insisted on coming over and pulled a few other people.

A few young people broke into the 'Lichun Haircut' with such vigor and vitality, and it was obvious from the relaxed demeanor that they were dressed and looked around that they were of extraordinary origin.

Just listen to a few people standing at the door and talking to themselves.

"I said that Wei Sheng's house can't prepare flower baskets when it opens, right?"

"Hehe, okay, you are really reliable."

"That's right, my dad's friend always sent a cart of flower baskets when he opened his business. Do you want to follow suit! Why don't you put flower baskets at the door of the opening to save face?"

"Stop talking nonsense, let the master unload the car quickly?"