Super Species Player

Jiang Qian didn't speak loudly, and he didn't express himself deliberately, but when he said these words, he clearly felt the little girl's eyelids tremble and instinctively shrink his shoulders.

Did I scare her, or was she just wary of the male guests?

Jiang Qian softened his expression and made his smile more sincere: "Are you and the store manager the only ones in this store?"

No other service staff were seen, which was inconsistent with the spacious store space.

"Yes, there are few customers, the store manager and I are enough!" The little girl instinctively stepped back. While keeping her distance, she couldn't help but look Jiang Qian up and down, "What are you asking for?"

"Just out of curiosity," Jiang Qian looked around the store, "There are always so few customers, how do you make a profit..."

Hearing this, the little girl smiled proudly, opened a hardcover book at hand, and pushed it in front of Jiang Qian:

"Here, service price."

Jiang Qian lowered his eyes, saw clearly what the little girl was proudly showing off, and raised his lips:

"Oh, it turns out they only provide high-end services."

Death is expensive, death is expensive! They are definitely aiming to kill the rich and help the poor.

"Do you understand now?" The little girl raised her chin, her expression of pride was exactly the same as that of the late teacher Wang Fugui.

It seemed as if she was chatting with Jiang Qian so much just to complete the target user selection at this moment.

However, the little girl could not find any signs of shock, annoyance or embarrassment on Jiang Qian's face. She saw Jiang Qian looking at the prices and nodded slowly; she heard the other party say calmly: "Okay, it's not expensive, let's try it."

After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the sofa waiting area.

Jiang Qian found an inconspicuous place to sit down, took out his mobile phone, and scrolled through short videos to take cover.

During this period, the young stylist glanced at him twice: once when he walked over from the bar, and once when the young lady on the phone said something. Only on these two occasions, the other party's attention was focused on the lady's hair.

Jiang Qian quietly carried out his observation, inspecting the details of the entire store 360 ​​degrees with his spiritual vision, monitoring the stylist and the girl at the front desk from different angles.

This process cannot be rushed.

Jiang Qian showed sufficient patience and laid favorable conditions for later contacts in order to capture possible key information.

To do this, he had to spend time completing the necessary profiling work on the target.

The styles of this young stylist and Wang Fugui are incompatible: unlike Wang Fugui, who blurs gender and is flamboyant, the young stylist's dress and hairstyle are very restrained. His appearance is ordinary and delicate, but he still retains a lot of expression and movement. masculine characteristics.

What is his relationship with Wang Fugui?

Master and apprentice? Simply cooperation?

Speaking of which, except for the presence of the founder Wang Fugui on the plaque in this store, there are no elements related to him anywhere else.

what does that mean?

Jiang Qian suddenly discovered that an art painting diagonally opposite him had signs of recent replacement.

There are slight wear marks on the edges of the art frame, probably from the previous hanging painting.

Jiang Qian continued to fiddle with his phone with his head lowered. This posture made him seem unconcerned about the things around him.

However, in fact he is peeling off the cocoons to find the secret that the head of the household is trying to hide.

This is absolutely necessary. He needs to screen the information by himself first, and then consider whether to seek assistance from official resources as appropriate.

At the same time, the young stylist also reached an agreement with the lady and gradually began to work carefully.

He skillfully spread the lady's long hair, gently picked up a strand of hair and clamped it between his fingertips. With the other hand, he operated the scissors, clicking and trimming the ends of the hair carefully and evenly; then after combing it a few times, his fingers returned from Pick up the next strand of hair from another clump of hair and repeat the operation just now, with simple and smooth movements.

Could this be a license holder... Jiang Qian calmly thought about various possibilities.

If the worst happened, he would have to use positioning glasses and seek assistance from his unit. Excluding the special situation where the opponent is unusually powerful, the emergency and life-saving artifacts he possesses are enough for him to escape or delay official rescue.

For about a full hour, the styling work was over.

The young stylist put away the guy, and the lady stood up gracefully, carefully appreciating it in front of the mirror for a long time, and finally showed a satisfied and restrained smile.

The two of them obviously exchanged a few more polite words, and the young stylist probably gave some instructions on the key points of daily care, and then the two of them went to the front desk to settle the bill.

Well, one deal, the rip-off is complete.

A civilized and decent way to hunt.

Jiang Qian was in no hurry to greet him. He hadn't finished the mini-game he had just started.

It wasn't until the young stylist came over from the front desk that Jiang Qian put away his phone and stood up decently.

"Hello sir, I am the manager of this store, Ajie, how can I help you?"

The young stylist introduced himself politely.

He didn't have many expressions, and his voice spoke at a moderate speed, but his speaking power was a little lacking, which gave this originally clean and handsome stylist a decadent and melancholy temperament.

It is said that young men with this temperament are very lethal to women of all ages. At the same time, this temperament finally makes him look more like a fashion insider.

Jiang Qian smiled back: "Teacher Ajie, hello, I am an intern assistant at Orange Entertainment. I came here today to help my artist sister consult on styling cooperation."

Ajie was not too surprised. It seemed that this kind of order was not uncommon for him: "Okay, if you need anything, you can communicate with me. Can I ask which artist teacher you are?"

Jiang Qian answered the question: "That's right. My artist sister is picky about styling and attaches great importance to eye-catching. She accidentally found the works of Mr. Wang Fugui, the founder of your brand, on the Internet. She was shocked. She wanted to name her this time. When working with Teacher Wang Fugui, I made a special trip to communicate in advance.”

"I don't know when Teacher Wang is convenient. Can we make an appointment to meet and chat with my sister?"

These words were spoken slowly and slowly. Jiang Qian observed Ajie's reaction as he spoke.

Sure enough, when the other party heard the name "Wang Fugui", his originally calm eyes suddenly flickered for a moment. This flicker happened again when Jiang Qian asked about the "appointment time".

"That's a pity. Teacher Wang only accepts regular customers now, and he is not in Jinping." The young man finally lowered his eyes and said.

unusual.

The emotion didn't match what he was expressing, it was too intense.

"That's it...but my artist sister is really persistent in this regard. How about you give me a contact information? Let's consult with Teacher Wang ourselves?" Jiang Qian continued to test.

"Sorry, this is not very convenient."

The young man did not give Jiang Qian a chance to continue grinding. He raised his head and looked into Jiang Qian's eyes and asked, "Excuse me, what kind of cooperation is it? I am the apprentice led by Teacher Wang. Although I am not as good as the teacher, I am still a minor figure in Jinping." Fame, I wonder if I can give it a try.”

He is testing my true identity and intentions... Jiang Qian maintained the enthusiasm and polite attitude that a trainee assistant should have in his initial work: "Ah, it is said to be a seasonal theme fashion show. The main demand is hair and makeup, but considering As for the overall atmosphere, the styling consultant must also know about dressing and color matching... Are these the areas you are good at? ”

The other party was silent for a while and replied: "Yes, I can do these too."

"But I'm not sure if the artist sister can accept it..." Jiang Qian hesitated and said casually, "Is Teacher Wang Fugui really not in Jinping? I said I saw him at the show two days ago, but I didn't have a chance to say hello... …”

As soon as this detail was revealed, Ajie's reaction became even more interesting.

At close range, Jiang Qian even heard the subtle sound of the other party's upper and lower teeth unconsciously knocking together. This is a neurological reflex after receiving some kind of stimulation.

It is conceivable that while the other party tried to control the facial expressions on the surface, he ignored the details in the dark.

At the same time, he also told Jiang Qian that the young man in front of him might know the identity of Wang Fugui's license holder, and more than that, he might even know the time when the other party downloaded the dungeon for the last time.

So where is the information about Jiang Yang hidden?

Could this kid be the breakthrough... Jiang Qian pretended to pick up the phone, walked aside, and pretended to report the difficulties of the invitation to the artist sister.

After a while, he came back holding the phone and smiling sincerely: "My artist sister wants to try your skills. Teacher Ajie, do you mind trying it on me first?"

The target has been confirmed, Jiang Qian decided to go deeper.

As long as he is given more opportunities to contact him, he will be sure to dig out more critical clues.

After all, he also holds information that the other party may be interested in.

Eh?

A sudden thought suddenly popped up in Jiang Qian's mind: Is it possible that Wang Fugui is not dead?

Still outside~ The lines of thanks have been merged into the evening! See you tonight!