She looked at herself in the mirror and was quite satisfied with her hairstyle, which met her expectations.
"How much?"
"This hair is free of charge, beautiful lady."
These words were spoken by a stylish woman who came down from upstairs. She was wearing a limited edition coat newly launched by their clothing factory, which cost 188 yuan.
If Song Fuyu guessed correctly, the other party should be the owner of this store.
"Boss, this is so embarrassing."
"Director Song, let me introduce myself. My name is Duan Bingjie. I'm the owner of this store and a loyal fan of your Feifan Clothing."
"It is an honor for our Extraordinary Clothing to have such a stylish fan like you. But this cannot be generalized. I still have to pay for this hairstyle."
"Director Song, please don't be polite to me."
"You have such a pretty face, and with the hairstyle we made, I'm sure all the female comrades who see you will ask about it. If you are willing to tell everyone the name of our store, it will be a win for us, and we will get the upper hand."
"Even if it's not free, I'll still say it. After all, the craftsmanship in your shop is really good."
"Just having your compliment is enough."
Song Fuyu knew that the other party was trying to make friends with her, so after thinking it over, she didn't refuse. At most, she could introduce a few customers to her as a way of repaying her favor.
After expressing his thanks, Song Fuyu drove back home.
The car stopped at the door of her house, and before getting out, she put on some lipstick.
When the little ones who were waiting for her to come back in the house heard the sound of the car, they ran towards the door impatiently in their slippers, all vying to open the door for her.
There is no doubt that the winner is definitely Big Brother Pingping.
He opened the door and saw his mother standing at the door, and he couldn't believe it.
"Mom, is that you?"
"Why, my eldest son doesn't recognize me?"
"Wow, Mom, why is your hair so curly?"
“Does it look good?”
"It looks great! I like it so much."
The only little girl, An An, expressed her compliments.
She looked at her mother's beautiful hair with great envy. There was no need to ask, because once she asked, she would know that it was something only adults could do.
Oh, when will she grow up?
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