Travel through the 70s, marry the king of soldiers, and become the richest man with space

At the end of the month, Song Fuyu finally met Liu Gong after several months of absence.

She didn't know it until she saw it. She was startled when she saw it. The man who appeared in front of her was almost like a savage.

His beard was unkempt, and his hair was a mess, as if it hadn't been washed in a long time.

"Liu Gong, are you sure you are doing research?"

"I'm afraid they dug a tunnel in the research room and joined the coal mine."

Liu Guodong was also a little embarrassed.

During this period of time, all his attention was devoted to research and he had no time to pay attention to his personal appearance. Being able to wash his face, brush his teeth and eat on time every day was his greatest respect for life.

"Director Han, after lunch today, send someone to the state-owned barber shop and invite the barbers to give them haircuts."

She felt that Liu Gong might not be the only one in this situation.

As far as she knew, there were several "research madmen" in the research laboratory who would go without food, drink or sleep for the sake of research.

"Director Xiao Song, don't go to such trouble, it's wasting your time."

"Even if the project is delayed for a week, we must clean up all of you today."

"If you get sick because you don't clean up, it will only waste more time."

"Okay, I'll do whatever you want."

In the afternoon, I invited the barber from the state-owned barber shop.

"Master Xu, you just need to take care of your hair today. We will pay you every penny. Please try not to chat with anyone during the haircut."

"Ah, are you so strict?"

"No way, I don't know if you have read in the newspaper that our factory was almost stolen. Since then, the management of the factory has become more and more strict. After all, the price of each product we researched is thousands. .”

"Okay, I understand. I promise not to say anything during the haircut except asking them about their haircut requirements."

But when the researchers in the research room came out one after another, Master Xu, who was having a haircut, was still shocked.

Is this really an electrical appliance factory?

Why does it feel like a prison for prisoners?

Maybe the overall condition of the prisoners is better than them. After all, the prisoners have bald heads and are not as slovenly as they look.

"Comrade, what are your requirements for a haircut?"

"Cut me a very short length."

"Row."

After him, eight of the ten researchers asked to have their heads cut into square inches, and the remaining two wanted to shave their heads directly, but Director Han refused.

After all, in this era, except for children or those who have lice on their heads, those who shave their heads are definitely prisoners, and ordinary people will more or less leave some hair.

After everyone had their hair cut, everyone in the laboratory finally returned to their normal appearance.

"Don't tell me, it's much more pleasing to their eyes like this."

"Director Han, from now on, we will invite barbers to come over and cut the researchers' hair every month."

"Got it."

"Director Song, can I have a moment?"

"Are you the one who is short of these fifty cents?"

"Isn't this an advantage of not taking advantage of the bastard?"

"Virtue."

After coming out of the electrical appliance factory, Song Fuyu was also tempted to get a haircut.

I did what I was told and drove directly to a barber shop that was said to be owned by a boss from the south. I also learned it from Xiangjiang. I don’t know if it was true or not.

"welcome."

When the barber saw a customer coming, he politely opened the glass door and took her to a barber chair to sit down.

"Ma'am, do you want a haircut or a perm?"

The other party did not disclose the price directly to Song Fuyu, but first asked her about her needs.

Just now she noticed that this lady drove here by herself, and she drove a fast car. She was definitely not someone who was short of money. All they had to do was serve people well, and maybe they could bring a continuous flow of customers to their store.

"What kind of cut can I make?"

"Wait a moment, I'll get you a hairdresser's book."

The barber who received her handed her a thick barber book, which made Song Fuyu think that the owner of this shop might have really studied in Xiangjiang.

“All hairstyles can be done here, right?”

"That's right."

"I can assure you that these hairstyles are unique to our shop and cannot be produced by state-owned barber shops."

With a trying mentality, Song Fuyu chose a mid-length woolen roll.

"Just have this."

"Our store can also dye hair, do you think you need it?"

"No, thanks."

"Okay, with the hairstyle you chose, it's expected to take three and a half hours."

"Does your store have a phone number?"

"some."

"Can I make a call first?"

"of course can."

The barber who received her did not refuse, which was not allowed in theory, but a wealthy customer like her could make an exception, and coaxing her well was the key.

Song Fuyu made a phone call home, and the voice from the other side was Sister Qiu's.

"Hello, Sister Qiu, I'm Xiao Yu."

"Xiao Yu, haven't you gotten off work today?"

"It's time to get off work, but I'm getting my hair done at the barber shop right now. I might have to come back later. You guys eat first and don't worry about me."

"Which barber shop are you at? Do you need Ziyuan to pick you up?"

Song Fuyu thought for a moment but still refused. She wanted to give him a surprise.

After hanging up the phone, the barber began to do her hair seriously.

There was no mobile phone to play with, so she wanted to fall asleep several times during the process, but she did sleep for half an hour.

This haircut took half an hour longer than the hairdresser expected, and it was already nine o'clock in the evening by the time she finished it.

She looked at herself in the mirror and was quite satisfied with the hairstyle, which was in line with her expectations.

"how much is it?"

"My beautiful lady, you don't have to pay for this hair."

The words were spoken by a fashionable woman who came down from upstairs. She was wearing a limited edition coat newly launched by their clothing factory, priced at 188 yuan.

If Song Fuyu guessed correctly, the other party should be the owner of this store.

"Boss, how can you be so embarrassed?"

"Director Song, let me introduce myself. My name is Duan Bingjie. I am the owner of this store and a loyal fan of your extraordinary clothing."

"It is an honor for our extraordinary outfit to have such a classy fan like you. But this cannot be generalized. I still have to pay how much this hairstyle costs."

"Director Song, please don't be polite to me."

"With such a beautiful face and the hairstyle done by our store, I think all the lesbians who have seen you will ask about it. If you are willing to tell everyone the name of our store, it will be a huge profit for us. There is no loss at all, and it is said that we still took advantage.”

"Even if it's not free, I'll still say it. After all, your store's craftsmanship is really good."

"Your compliment is enough."

Song Fuyu knew that the other party was trying to make friends with her, so after thinking about it, he did not refuse. At most, he would introduce a few customers to her as a way of repaying her favor.

After thanking him, Song Fuyu drove back home.

The car stopped in front of her house, and before getting out of the car, she touched up her lipstick.

Several little guys who were waiting for her back in the house heard the sound of the car and eagerly ran towards the door in their slippers, all vying to open the door for her.

There is no doubt that the winner must be the eldest brother Pingping.

He opened the door and saw his mother standing at the door, a little unbelievable.

"Mom, is that you?"

"Why, my eldest son doesn't recognize me anymore?"

"Wow, Mom, why did your hair become curly?"

"Does it look good?"

"It's beautiful! I like it so much."

An An, the only little girl, gave a compliment.

She looked at her mother's beautiful hair with great envy. No need to ask, asking was definitely something only adults could do.

Hey, when will she grow up~