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Chapter 38 Red Packet

Qin Kong lost interest and turned around to clean up his haircut tools.

Curiosity is so weak!

Qingxiang had no choice but to stand up and shake the roll open. It was a poster taken by Yunhua executives. It looked like a movie poster! It had a very blockbuster texture!

"This is a corporate promotional photo we took, and we are going to release it at the beginning of the year. I'll give you one first."

"Where do you send me?"

"Hang up!"

"Can't hang up."

"Can't you hang it?" Qingxiang looked around, "The wall is so empty, can't you hang it?"

"There will be more and more people hanging in the future."

Qingxiang was speechless for a while, "Teacher Tony, you are floating."

"It mainly destroys my overall decoration."

"Teacher Tony, it's easy for you to have no friends like this." Looking around, the store's style was fresh and the character posters were indeed eye-catching.

"Then put it upstairs." Qingxiang looked up at the attic with the curtains.

"A group of people stared at me and were not used to it."

Looking at the speechless Qing Xiang, Qin Kong smiled and handed the phone forward, "I want to collect it, send me a photo."

Qingxiang shook her head and rolled up the poster, "I just think you dislike the look you made yourself."

Qin Kong smiled and Qingxiang put down the poster, "Come on my hair."

“It’s big night.”

"I'll come to see you in the evening from now on!"

Qin Kong shook his head and had to take her to wash her hair.

As I was washing, the talkative female president fell asleep...

Looks extremely tired!

It seems that this wave of annual meetings is indeed very busy.

After washing, seeing that she was still sleeping soundly, Qin Kong simply took the hair dryer over and blew it dry for her in the breeze.

After blowing her hair dry, Qin Kong gently pushed her shoulders. Qingxiang opened her eyes, turned her head to look at him, sat up and touched her dry hair, and smiled.

"Thanks."

Walking to the mirror, I looked in the mirror, and flirted with my refreshing hair, "I'll be a good girl during the Chinese New Year. Every time I feel itchy, I will think of you."

Qin Kong was speechless, "You follow the method I taught you..."

"No..." Qingxiang shook her head while tilting her hair, "I still hope you start work soon. Let's go." She picked up the poster and walked out. She passed by the cashier and scanned the QR code. She didn't look back and disappeared into the night...

Qin Kong picked up his phone and found that she paid 10,000 yuan more and did not cut her hair.

I opened Weixin and was about to turn back, but I found a new message: red envelope, happy new year!

The last day of the year has finally come.

Xie Yun had already taken his wife to his parents' house before, and Xiao Xiao also went to his grandparents' house.

I asked Du Ruo if he wanted to go home first two days ago? Du Ruo said that he would be busy these days and finish it first.

On New Year's Eve, Qin Kong and Du Ruo were in the store.

There were still many people in the morning, and in the afternoon, as firecrackers rang out from time to time, the store was empty.

Qin Kong handed Du Ruo a thick red envelope, "I'll pack it up later and go home."

Du Ruo was rubbing the hair on the mirror table, raising his head, his face was red and his eyes were watery, "Master."

Twist the rag in your hand, "No need."

"Why don't you?" Qin Kong smiled, "You have done it by perming and washing your hair."

"But I don't charge for washing my hair. The master taught me a lot, but I haven't paid for the tuition yet!"

"Panning, you really have to learn it!" Qin Kong said mercilessly, stuffing the red envelope into her hands.

Du Ruo pursed his lips, put down the rag, opened the red envelope, and counted it.

I just said no, but I counted it in person again? Qin Kong was in chaos.

While embarrassed, Du Ruo pulled out a stack of numbers and handed it to him, "Master, didn't you say I should repair my hair? I've been waiting for a long time!"

Qin Kong looked at her for a while and couldn't help laughing, "Okay, wash your hair?"

"Wash!" Du Ruo lay on the bed of washing hair like a little rabbit.

Qin Kong just entered.

Seeing that the master's face was above, I had never seen it at this angle, Du Ruo's face gradually became hot, "It didn't snow this winter, it's so warm!"

"When will it snow in Yunzhou?"

"Ah?" Du Ruo's face turned redder, "It will snow in my hometown."

Qin Kong sat down and combed her hair. Du Ruo closed his eyes and felt that his neck and ears were red.

The master hasn't washed her hair yet!

I used to be unable to help but think about how it felt like lying there and asking the master to wash his hair?

Now she finally got it!

It was a feeling of floating in the clouds!

The master's hands are so light! They rub the clouds like the wind...

The barber shop was quiet, with pedestrians outside clamoring, and occasionally someone looked inside, thinking that there was no one inside.

Wrapped the wet hair in a towel, and Qin Kong pushed her shoulder to sit up.

Du Ruo just sat down without looking back.

Qin Kong went out and looked into the flower stand, "Don't cut it?"

"Cut!" Du Ruo jumped out like a little rabbit again.

When I glanced at Qin Kong, my ears turned red.

Sitting on the chair, Qin Kong opened the towel and sucked the water from his hair.

Du Ruo was afraid that the master would see his red ears and grab his hair and cover it down. Qin Kong's fingers brushed through her ears, grabbed the strand of hair for her, and clamped it with a clip.

Du Ruo looked at the mirror, his eyes as anxious as out of control signal lights, flashing around, and finally stared at Qin Zhong who was motionless on the bar, and settled down. He never dared to look at the master again.

Qin Kong ignored nothing and trimmed her hair carefully.

Then I took a breath and plucked my hair to her chest.

In the past six months, her hair has grown a lot longer. After the curls below are trimmed, the top is straight, and only a little curl remains at the end of her hair.

The middle-long pear blossom head, the eight-character bangs, very well-behaved and gentle.

It is more in line with her temperament.

It is not a girl who feels beautiful at first sight, but a girl who feels beautiful at first sight.

It seemed as if God had added a crystal cover to her in the world.

Pure, beautiful, isolated from pollution.

Du Ruo looked in the mirror, "Master..."

"Um?"

In fact, she didn't know what to say. The master was kind and far away.

After a while, "When will the construction start?"

Qin Kong smiled and said, "You are thinking about starting work before you go home? Which one did you see open the door in the first month of the year?"

"Apart from the university town, many of them are open in the city."

"I won't open."

"Oh." Du Ruo was a little disappointed.

Qin Kong closed the door and sent Du Ruo to the high-speed rail station.

Seeing her changing the tickets and sending her into the waiting room. Qin Kong handed her suitcase and suddenly remembered Du Ruo's birthday as if it was winter.

In the past, when I was a top star, my colleagues would have a party on their birthdays, but it seems that I have not celebrated Du Ruo's birthday yet.

"Which day is your birthday?"

"Hmm?" Du Ruo turned his head, a little silly, but he didn't expect that the master would suddenly ask her about her birthday.

Immediately, my face was full of joy, "February 14."

"Is that Valentine's Day? It happened to be during the Spring Festival."

"Yes." Du Ruo lowered his head and pursed his lips.

"Then I'll give you another red envelope." Qin Kong sent her a red envelope from his mobile phone.

Hearing the prompt, Du Ruo picked up his phone. Is this a birthday red envelope or a Valentine's Day red envelope? Du Ruo raised his head and looked at Qin Kong, pursed his lips, turned around and walked into the ticket gate.
Chapter completed!
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