Rebirth in 88 starts as a carpenter

In the morning that followed, Wu Yuan received similar compliments frequently.

Even if it sounds like flattery.

But at least he is dressed better, and his subordinates take pictures more sincerely.

Two o'clock in the afternoon.

After Wu Yuan explained to Ma Mingqi, he took his handbag and his brother and went out, went downstairs, entered the basement, and got in the car.

The Bentley Mulsanne drove out of the basement of Qihua Building and headed straight to the Songjiang villa area.

Looking at the time on the Rolex, Wu Yuan felt that it was too early to prepare for the cocktail party in the evening.

But unable to resist Yan Ruqing's call to urge him, Wu Yuan could only hurry up sooner rather than later.

An hour later, we arrived at Songjiang Villa Area.

This place looks a bit more smoky than when it was renovated before.

Even though it is still sparsely populated and empty.

But the vegetation on the roadside seems to have adapted to the transplanted soil and become green.

Take advantage of the last moment of late autumn to bloom your own green.

The scattered villa communities are hidden among the increasingly lush greenery.

As the Bentley Mulsanne passed by, a scene of clothes hanging to dry occasionally floated across from the second floor of a certain villa.

Even when the wheels rolled by, someone's pet dog became dissatisfied and barked randomly.

A moment later, the Bentley Mulsanne stopped at the door of Yan Ruqing's personalized villa.

Wu Yuan was surprised to find that the place was more popular than before.

At least what is certain is that Yan Ruqing is no longer alone in the villa like last time.

Press the doorbell.

Not long after, the nanny came to the door and said, "It's Mr. Wu, please come in quickly. Miss Yan has been waiting for you for a long time."

Wu Yuan walked in and said, "What do you call eldest sister?"

"Just call me auntie."

Wu Yuan hesitated. This was his own kindness and he was not appreciated.

I won’t say more now.

Following the nanny sister into the room, she saw Yan Ruqing standing there pretty, with a soft look on her face.

Several people from the styling team were all shocked when they saw it.

They had been dressing Yan Ruqing's look and make-up all morning, but they had never seen each other show such a gentle side.

He is always cold and has an aura of eighty thousand miles.

If I didn't have absolute professional ethics and persistence, I might not be able to control my hands shaking when putting on makeup.

I never expected such a noble iceberg beauty.

But he smiled at a man who had just arrived.

And this man is totally different.

At least that image is not eye-catching to the members of the professional styling team.

In addition, Wu Yuan kept talking non-stop as soon as he showed up, which made him seem to have lost his identity.

"Sister Yan, I have always wanted to see you since I heard you were back. Today I finally have the chance. By the way, are you satisfied with your harvest from this trip to Xiangjiang?"

Yan Ruqing nodded slowly and said: "It's okay, we'll talk about this later. You introduce them first, and I'll take you to meet a few people tonight."

When you meet someone, you have already anticipated it.

But it's a shame, what can I, a grown man, do to show off?

What's more, isn't my outfit grand enough?

Therefore, Wu Yuan inevitably felt good about himself and opened his arms and said: "Sister Yan, I chose this outfit specially, and I brought a Rolex, so I think I have everything I should have."

"The little girls in the company praise me very well, so why should I use inversion?"

The styling team all rolled their eyes after hearing this.

They were almost certain that the man in front of them was probably a local boss.

Never seen the world!

A Rolex worth tens of thousands of dollars is called reverse decoration?

I have never done packaging at all, and I don’t know the level of the professional team.

Just wait to be criticized by Miss Yan!

However, the next moment Yan Ruqing spoke, they were shocked again: "Be obedient, I asked you to come early for this reason."

Wu Yuan spread his hands and said, "Okay, I'll help you all."

Yan Ruqing looked at the styling team and said, "Let's get started."

"Don't worry, Miss Yan, we'll start now."

Immediately afterwards, under the guidance of teacher Zhang Zhang, Wu Yuan was led to the styling room and sat on a professional barber chair.

A woman with a lock of hair falling on her forehead, holding scissors in her hand, circled around him to look at her hairstyle.

Wu Yuan is quite confident about his hair.

Even after reaching the age of fifty or sixty in his previous life, his black hair was still thick and lush.

Among a group of fellow bosses who are bald and bald, he stands out particularly conspicuously and is young.

What's more, he is only twenty years old now.

This black and thick hair alone definitely adds points to the image.

Soon, the woman waved her hand, and a white shawl spread out, landed in front of Wu Yuan, wrapped it around the back of his neck, and tied it to cover it.

Then the woman started sharpening her knife and started cutting his hair.

Wu Yuan was a little patient at first.

He wanted to see what else could be done with his perfect hair.

After watching it for more than ten minutes, the editing became more and more messy, and I couldn't stand it any longer.

"Teacher Tony, if you cut me like this, how can I meet people when I go out?"

"What did you call me?"

"Teacher Tony, aren't all barbers abroad called Tony?"

"I don't care what your name is abroad, but I'm from Xiangjiang. Please call me Miss Zhang."

"Okay, Miss Zhang, I mean my hair..."

"Look at it now."

Wu Yuan looked in the mirror and took a closer look.

Good guy, just now, Miss Zhang’s last cut was just the finishing touch, and she completed the look in one go.

Wu Yuan looked around in the mirror.

My hair is shorter and much fluffier.

As a result, he became even more satisfied with his hair.

Sure enough, professional matters should be left to professionals.

Wu Yuan nodded slowly and was about to say a few words of praise to Miss Si, but he saw that someone had changed next to him.

"Dear Mr. Wu, I am your makeup artist Huang Jiawen. You can call me Jiawen."

When Wu Yuan heard this, he felt relaxed.

At least this is a normal talkative person.

Although he speaks with an obvious Hong Kong and Taiwanese accent, it does not hinder normal communication between the two parties.

But after a while, Wu Yuan realized that he was terribly wrong.

In this moment, Huang Jiawen didn't make much changes to his face, only simple concealer and eyebrow makeup, but she was the one who spoke the most.

That nagging energy was spoken in fluent Hong Kong.

Wu Yuan's accent was completely distorted.

So much so that when he was led to the cloakroom by another male stylist, Jenny, he couldn't change it.

"Jenny, is the teacher Huang who did my makeup just now really a Miss Xiangjiang?"

"Mr. Wu, Teacher Huang is quite beautiful. She did participate in the selection of Miss Xiangjiang, but she was rejected in the second round."

Good guy, this mere styling team is truly a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger.

Soon, Wu Yuan had no time to be surprised by the identity of the styling team.

Because everything on his body, inside and out, including the Rolex on his wrist, had been replaced.