Tattoo shop owner & rich second generation nobleman (2)

Chi Yan had smoked out a small piece of the cigarette in his mouth. He narrowed his long and beautiful eyes and said lazily,

"This is just a tattoo shop. I don't provide any other services except tattoos."

Jiang Ye frowned and said unhappily, "So I came to your place and got nothing, right?"

"Can't I pay for some service?" It would be best if there was some special service.

Chi Yan raised his eyebrows, looked at Jiang Ye with his eyelids drooping, and calmly uttered four words,

"I don't sell myself."

It turns out that Chi Yan misunderstood what he said about spending money to buy services as a sex trade.

I have to say, it’s quite clever.

Jiang Ye pursed his lips, raised his hand without thinking, and snatched the cigarette from Chi Yan's mouth.

He smoked the half-smoked cigarette from Chi Yan and held it in his mouth.

He looked at Chi Yan with a righteous look, "I can't come here for nothing. I stole the cigarette, and now it belongs to me."

The clean and pretty boy has red lips and white teeth, and at this moment he has a cigarette in his mouth, like a minor who smokes secretly. Although Jiang Ye is already 19 years old.

He spoke with such righteousness that Chi Yan was speechless for a moment.

Good boy.

"If you don't mind my saliva on it, then I don't mind either."

Chi Yan stood up, walked around Jiang Ye with his long legs, and walked back to the service counter. It seemed that he had nothing to say to Jiang Ye and wanted to wait for Jiang Ye to leave.

After all, it was just a chance encounter, and Chi Yan himself would never have thought that a little kid customer who suddenly came to his store on such a lazy afternoon would become the apple of his eye in the future.

Jiang Ye snorted coldly when he saw Chi Yan ignored him.

Boring.

He doesn't even want to stay in this crappy place.

In another half a month he will be twenty years old. It won't be too late to get a tattoo then. There is still a lot of time.

[Yes, host, there is a long way to go. ]

Daisy's words are as sultry as her system name.

Jiang Ye, holding the cigarette that Chi Yan had smoked, walked out of Peggy's Tattoo Shop without saying a word.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone into the tattoo shop through the transparent windows, and also shone on Jiang Ye's departing back, which was slender and handsome, shining with golden light.

Chi Yan leaned against the service counter and lazily withdrew his gaze.

He said to himself, "Little brat."

…

Not long after Jiang Ye walked away, a tall and straight figure ran into the tattoo shop.

This is an employee of Chi Yan Tattoo Shop, his name is Qiao Beicheng.

Chi Yan raised his head, his lazy eyes condensed into a sharp look, he looked at Qiao Beicheng, "You still remembered to come back? I thought you were dead."

It was still working hours, but Qiao Beicheng disappeared for the whole afternoon. If it weren't for the fact that Chi Yan was a boss who didn't care about details, someone like Qiao Beicheng who was absent from work at any time would have been fired long ago.

Qiao Beicheng's elegant face flushed a little, as if he was a little excited.

He looked at Chi Yan breathlessly, "Boss, I didn't mean it, it's just..."

"Just went on a date with some idiot this afternoon."

Chi Yan took over Qiao Beicheng's words without any hesitation.

Qiao Beicheng was a little embarrassed, and he changed the subject, "Boss Chi, this is not the point! The point is that when I ran in just now, I saw a back figure, and it was so familiar!"

"The man who just left our store, is his name Jiang Ye?"

When Chi Yan heard Qiao Beicheng say this name, his eyes froze.

When he saw the man's ID card just now, the name on it was indeed Jiang Ye.

"Why, you're having an affair with him too?"

I don’t know why, but when I thought of this, Chi Yan felt a little uncomfortable.

Because Qiao Beicheng is a well-known cannon lord.

It would be a pity if Jiang Yezhen had any connection with Qiao Beicheng, the scumbag...

Qiao Beicheng shook his head, "How is that possible?! Jiang Ye and I are not a good match, and most importantly, we are both 1, and there is no future for two tops!"

Chi Yan was stunned again, "What 1... that guy is also gay?"

Speaking of Jiang Ye, Qiao Beicheng, the peacock-like being, rarely showed a frustrated expression on his face.

"Yeah. The little prince of the nightclub."

Ever since Jiang Ye showed up in the bar this month, almost all eyes in the bar were on Jiang Ye.

Jiang Ye is handsome and rich, and most importantly, he has an extremely handsome and very likable face.

In just one month, Jiang Ye became a well-known and popular guy in the circle. It was said that he had flirted with one girl after another and had an endless number of bed partners on his phone.

After listening to what Qiao Beicheng said, Chi Yan's face darkened, a light flickered in his deep pupils, and an indescribable feeling floated in his heart.

The circle that Qiao Beicheng is in is very chaotic...

But that's true.

Rich people just like to have fun.

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Half a month later.

Jiang Ye was exactly twenty years old.

He was thinking about going to the tattoo shop to find Chi Yan, but he didn't expect that he would be harassed by someone as soon as he stepped out of the door.

The original body's network of contacts in this dimension was quite complicated, and Jiang Ye couldn't remember clearly. He only knew that after suffering a severe emotional trauma, the original body degenerated into a nightclub prince.

He hung out in nightclubs and flirted with many people.

During this period of time, people have contacted him more than once, but he stayed at home and rejected them one by one.

I didn't expect that today is my birthday and I would be harassed by people as soon as I go out.

"Jiang Ye, I really like you. I'm different from others..."

"Other people value your face and your figure, but I value your heart..."

Standing in front of Jiang Ye was a man wearing nail polish and light makeup. He lived a very refined life and was very clear about what he had endured.

Jiang Ye was in a hurry to hook up with Chi Yan and was too lazy to pay attention to the man in front of him.

He asked coldly, "Who are you? I don't know you."

Song Zhenzhen had light lipstick on her lips. He replied seriously, "I am Zhenzhen."

"It doesn't matter if you don't remember me. I can let you get to know me again. I'm Song Zhenzhen, I'm 20 years old this year. The first time we met was in a bar... I was sitting in the middle of the bar that day and had a cold, so you took off your coat and gave it to me to keep out the cold..."

Jiang Ye's eyebrows twitched and he extracted the original owner's memory.

This is indeed the case.

But the original body passed through thousands of flowers without getting a single leaf on him, and in fact, he never took this person to heart at all.

"Sorry, I'm busy right now. Please come see me next time."

Having said that, Jiang Ye walked around the man in front of him and walked forward quickly.

But just as he took a few steps, the man behind him caught up with him again.

Song Zhenzhen must be very sad, but she was too embarrassed to continue disturbing Jiang Ye. He said helplessly, "Mr. Jiang, I won't bother you anymore. But remember to call me when you are free. I will always wait for your call..."

Jiang Ye did not respond and quickly shook off the man behind him.

Fortunately, fortunately, the man didn't beat him to death.

…

Half an hour later, Jiang Ye came to Paige Tattoo Shop again.

As soon as he walked in, he took out his ID card that he had prepared in advance. The moment he walked in, he turned around and placed the ID card on the service counter.

Chi Yan was sitting in front of the service counter. He looked up at the person who suddenly walked in.

Suddenly, my sight was blocked by an ID card.

Jiang Ye's familiar voice came over, "Look for yourself, 20000519, my birthday is May 19th, I just turned 20 today."

In short, he can get a tattoo now.

Chi Yan tilted his head and looked at Jiang Ye's face behind the ID card.

Having not seen him for half a month, the face looked a little unfamiliar at first glance, but it was this strangeness that once again surprised Chi Yan.

"Little brat."

Chi Yan regretted the moment he blurted out the title. After all, no kid could become a nightclub prince at such a young age and even be on par with that scumbag Qiao Beicheng.

He stood up from the service counter and looked at Jiang Ye, "Are you sure you want to get a tattoo?"

Jiang Ye nodded somewhat arrogantly, as if he was still feeling smug about the fact that he had turned twenty years old.

After waiting for half a month, what he was waiting for was to come back and slap Chi Yan in the face. How dare this guy refuse to serve him last time?

Although Chi Yan became a little cold towards Jiang Ye after knowing that Jiang Ye was the little prince of nightclubs, Chi Yan was actually so cold towards everyone...

Since they are ordinary customers, there is no reason not to make money.

"Before getting a tattoo, you need to think clearly about what pattern you want and where you want it to be."

Chi Yan treated Jiang Ye like an ordinary guest and said slowly, "Mr. Jiang, what do you think?"

At this moment, Chi Yan put away his previous laziness and cynicism, and after confirming that Jiang Ye was a customer, he became more like a dedicated boss.

Jiang Ye also automatically put himself in the shoes of a guest.

He thought seriously for a while, and the first thing that came to his mind was the name of the system.

"Can I...get a little daisy tattoo?"

Although daisy flowers are not high-end, they are still very pretty.

Daisy, [I feel insulted...]

"Little Daisy? Sure."

Chi Yan has seen a lot of customers and is not surprised by anything.

He walked out from the service counter with a cup of tea in his hand and handed it to Jiang Ye as a way of entertaining his guest.

Jiang Ye took the tea and took two sips.

"Mr. Jiang, come with me. I'll show you the drawing of the daisy. If you're not satisfied, I can modify it for you."

…

Jiang Ye followed Chi Yan into a room.

There is a bed similar to an operating table in the room, and there is a tattoo machine next to the bed. In addition to these, there is also a sofa in the room, which should be used for customers to rest and wait.

Chi Yan picked up a picture book from the sofa, flipped through a few pages skillfully, and directly found the pattern of small daisies.

"Well, this pattern is rarely seen on people's tattoos, and it has more personality."

Especially tattoos for boys.

Flowers are usually tattoos for girls.

But let alone if the customer wants a tattoo, even if the customer wants a tattoo of a naked woman, their tattoo artists will do it correctly.

Jiang Ye took a look at the daisy in the picture and thought it was pretty good, so he nodded and said, "It's pretty good."

The first step has been established.

Chi Yan raised his head, looked into Jiang Ye's eyes and asked, "So how big do you want the tattoo to be, and where on the body do you want it to be?"

Finally, the time came when Chi Yan asked him where he wanted the tattoo. Jiang Ye had thought about this question a long time ago, so at this moment his eyes lit up slightly and he uttered the question without hesitation.

"I want it on my hip."

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