Chapter 171

As soon as Yang Lichun said this, the two young people were stunned and looked in the direction of Weisheng. They didn't think that there were people related to the protagonist of the event in the little hair salon.

In fact, boasting is just boasting. The reason why it is revealed is that this kind of thing is too far away from ordinary people. Whether it is the daughter of deputy secretary Tang who was nearly punished, or the young master of Wancheng group who was stabbed, they all live in a different world to some extent.

In a world of great difference, the two of them are nothing more than scurrying around in the bottom of society, living off their food by cheating, spending 20 yuan on perm, and trying to show off their status and sleep in beautiful shop assistants.

But Yang Lichun's unintentional words seemed to refute their faces intentionally.

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

"How many did I see that day?" Yang Lichun refers to Gao Rui, Cui Xian and others who came 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 palpitation, "do you know about stabbing people?"

Wei Sheng grinned and shook his head, "the concrete is not very clear."

Yang Lichun sighed, pounded the potion and sighed, "we are not of the same class as the children of that rich family. We can stay as far away as possible in the future. We can't afford to mix with them."

In fact, Wei Sheng has always wanted to find a chance to change their parents' ideas. Although since the birth of self-defense Sheng, the family has been living a poor and calculating life, but life will always change better and better. She does not want her parents to always have a feeling of inferiority in their bones. Although it is given to them by the great times, their thoughts should always keep pace with the times.

With the change of life, she asked her parents to abandon the old ideas.

Even the poor and humble, as long as they make efforts, they will eventually gain due respect.

Now it seems that the idea has to be changed from the friends you make.

After listening to the conversation between mother and daughter, Huang Jun was not quite right and said with a sarcastic smile, "landlady, is your little girl learning well? Go to school in city No.1 middle school? "

A small barber shop owner's daughter, can enter the City No. 1 middle school, I'm afraid that only superior academic results can be taken.

Yang Lichun smiles when he hears the speech. He looks at Wei Sheng with some pride in his eyes. However, the simple woman's expression of pride is only with a simple smile on her face. "The academic record is OK. Entering a good school is of some use. When I return to school in the afternoon, I will get the final exam results."

When it comes to the results, Yang Lichun has some expectations and some dare not expect, but from the early morning, she constantly reminds Wei Sheng in the ear.

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

Yang Lichun has always been like this, but Wei Sheng in the past did not have anything to take.

At this time, Ding Huihong has wrapped a towel on Huang Jun's head. He also sits up and shows a face full of disdain expression, "what do you think your daughter is a treasure? She's still far away from her home. Do you want to ask her if she can talk to others at school

When Yang Lichun heard that the other party looked down on his daughter, he was also a little reluctant. He fiddled with bottles and jars and murmured coldly, "how can't you say anything? Last time I'd like to invite my daughter to dinner."

"Poof!" Huang Jun and Lao Wu looked at each other, the former burst out laughing, "Hang Hang Hang, the mayor's secretary and the young master and young lady of the big boss's family are scrambling to invite your daughter to dinner. I don't think you should open a hair salon here, just go to work in the municipal government!"

As he spoke, he sat in front of the mirror with a towel wrapped around his head. From the mirror, he looked at the middle-aged woman who was sitting on the small Kang fiddling with bottles and jars, revealing poverty-stricken middle-aged women from dress to appearance.

However, at this time, the door of the shop was opened again, and the cold wind once again exposed the hot cabin to the cold air.

The one who opened the door was a young man who was as tall as a hill. He was handsome and rugged, and his body was straight. His black leather jacket showed a high collar sweater, but his neck was not very short.

He stood in the cold wind howling with the sunshine on his back, and the smoke from the breakfast shop next door sprang up behind him, blocking the door like a god of war.

Gao Rui stands at the door of the door and looks at the newly opened barber shop of Weisheng's family. It's incredibly small and simple, which makes him almost take back the legs he intends to enter the house.

"Sleeping trough." 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.

All the people in the room, including Ding Huihong, who is busy with her work, and Huang Jun, who is cocking her legs and looks complacent, are staring at the door. The young boy who suddenly breaks in and has extraordinary dressing temperament stands at the door. If he hadn't blurted out that dirty word, they would have been in a daze.

It has to be said that as the son of mayor Gao Zhengwei, Gao Rui was born with a kind of superior arrogance. As the saying goes, Gao Rui pretends to be forced."Why, what are you doing at the door?" Yang Jiajia pushes Gao Rui away, carrying several big bags into the room. Behind her, Li Xingyu also pushes in from Gao Rui, and finally Shao Bingran.

Wei Sheng, who was sitting on the Kang, was stunned. She knew that Yang Jiajia was coming to deliver clothes today, so she waited for her in the store after opening the business. She planned to go to school to get the report card in the afternoon, but she didn't expect that these people would come with her.

As a matter of fact, since Cui Xian was admitted to the hospital that day, Wei Sheng has not seen a few people again. He has been on holiday for almost a week. Today, he saw them for the first time.

Yang Jiajia came here because she and her mother went shopping in Chaonan department store yesterday and picked up the dress for Wei Sheng. She was supposed to give it back to Wei Sheng at school today. However, through the phone this morning, after hearing about the opening of Weisheng's barber shop, Wei Sheng couldn't help it.

Naturally, she didn't know that Yang Jiajia was guilty because of what happened that day, so she insisted on coming over and pulling on several other people. After all, they are still close old relationships now.

In this way, several young people came into the "haircut at the beginning of spring". From their clothes and relaxed look around, we can see that they are of extraordinary origin.

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

"Let me just say that we can't prepare flower baskets for the opening of the Weisheng family?"

"Ha ha, OK, you really rely on the score."

"That's right. My father's friends always send a cart of flower baskets to open business. Do you want to learn from them! How can you save your face if you don't put a flower basket at the door of your business

"Don't talk nonsense. Let the master unload the truck quickly?"

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