Chapter 173: Opening Flower Basket (1)

As soon as Yang Lichun said this, the two young men were taken aback for a moment, and both looked in the direction of Wei Sheng, where they thought that there were still characters in this small hair salon who were talking about the protagonist of the incident.
In fact, bragging is bragging, and the reason why it is exposed is that this kind of thing is too remote for ordinary people, whether it is the daughter of the deputy secretary of Tang who was almost rectified on the spot, or the Wancheng Group family. The young masters who stabbed, to a certain extent, lived in a different world from them.
It’s a different world, and the two of them are nothing more than little people who slept in the bottom of the society by stealing, rape, and eating, spending 20 yuan perm and trying to show off their worth and sleep in a beautiful shop assistant.
And Yang Lichun's unintentional words sounded like they had deliberately refuted their faces.
Hearing his mother's problem, Wei Sheng nodded honestly, without saying much.
"Is it a few I saw that day?" Yang Lichun was referring to Gao Rui, Cui Xian and others who came to invite Wei Sheng to eat out on the day of the Communication Technology Summit.
Seeing Wei Sheng nodded again, Yang Lichun asked with some palpitations, "Do you know about stabbing people?"
Wei Sheng grinned and shook his head, "The specifics are not very clear."
Yang Lichun sighed, pounding the potion and sighed, "We are not in the same class as the children of the rich family. We will stay as far away as possible in the future. We can't get along with them."
In fact, Wei Sheng has always been looking for opportunities to change the concept of parents. Although the family has been living a poor and calculating life since Wei Sheng was born, life will always get better and better. She does not want her parents to There is always a feeling of inferiority in the bones. Although it is given to them by the great age, the thinking should always advance with the times.
With the more and more changes in life, she asked her parents to completely abandon outdated concepts.
Even the poor and lowly people, as long as they work hard, they will eventually gain the respect they deserve.
Now it seems that this concept has to be changed from the friends I make.
After listening to the conversation between the mother and daughter, Huang Jun laughed with an uncomfortable expression, "Boss, your little girl is studying well, right? Going to school in a city No. 1 middle school?"
A daughter of the owner of a small barber shop, I am afraid that she can only get good grades to get into the No. 1 Middle School.
Yang Lichun smiled when he heard the words, and looked at Wei Sheng's eyes with pride, but this simple woman showed only a silly smile on her proud face, "The academic performance is okay. For some use, I will get the final exam results when I return to school in the afternoon."
When it comes to the results, Yang Lichun is a little expectant, and some dare not look forward to it, but she has been reminding Wei Sheng carefully since early morning.
As a mother, most of the time, no matter if others are perfunctory or seriously talking about her children, she will happily move out the best results of her daughters to respond to each other seriously.
And Yang Lichun has always been like this, but the previous Wei Sheng really didn't have much to know.
At this time Ding Huihong had wrapped a towel on Huang Jun's head, and he also sat up and showed a face full of disdain, "Why are you a treasure when you are a girl? Stay away from others, you just ask her when she is in school Can't you talk to others?"
When Yang Lichun heard the other party look down on her daughter, he was a little unhappy. He fiddled with bottles and cans, and mumbled abruptly, "I can't say anything. Last time I invited my daughter to dinner."
"Puff!" Huang Jun and Old Wu glanced at each other, the former laughed out loud, "Yes, the mayor's secretary and the young lady of the big boss are vying to invite your daughter to dinner, I see you too Don't use the development gallery here, just go to the city government to work!"
While talking, he sat in front of the mirror with the towel wrapped around his head, and looked at the poor middle-aged woman who was sitting on the kang and playing with bottles and cans, from dress to demeanor. .
However, at this moment, the store door was pulled open again, and the cold wind entrained it once again exposing the freshly heated cabin to the cold air.
Opening the door was a young man who was as tall as a hill. He was handsome and rugged. He had a high-necked sweater under his black leather jacket, but he did not appear to have a short neck.
He was carrying the sunlight outside the house, standing in the cold breeze, behind him, the smoke that had been spread out in the early morning next door leaped behind him, blocking the door like a of war.
Gao Rui stood arrogantly at the door and looked at Wei Sheng's newly opened barber shop. It was incredibly small and crude, and he almost took back the legs he was going to enter the house.
"Fuck." Had it not been for Wei Sheng who was looking at him with a magazine in his hand, he would almost think he had gone the wrong way.
A crowd of people in the room, including Ding Huihong, who was busy working in his hands, and Huang Jun, who was leaning on Erlang’s legs and looking complacent, all stared blankly at the young boy who suddenly broke in and dressed in an extraordinary manner at the door, if it weren’t for him to blurt out that Dirty words, it is estimated that everyone will stay stunned forever.
It has to be said that as the son of mayor Gao Zhengwei, Gao Rui is born with an aura of superiority, pretending to be coercive in the common saying.
"Oh, what are you doing at the door?" Yang Jiajia at the back pushed Gao Rui away, carrying several big bags into the room. Behind her, Li Xingyu also squeezed in from Gao Rui, and finally Shao Bingran.
Wei Sheng sitting on the kang head was taken aback. She knew that Yang Jiajia was coming to deliver clothes today, so she waited for her in the store after the opening. She planned to go to school in the afternoon to get her transcripts, but she didn’t expect that these few would also come with her. .
In fact, Wei Sheng has not seen a few people since Cui Xian was admitted to the hospital on the day of the fight. It was the first time to see them today after almost a week of vacation.
And Yang Jiajia came over because she went shopping with her mother to Chaonan Department Store yesterday, and helped Wei Sheng retrieve the dress by the way. It was originally scheduled to go to school today and hand it over to Wei Sheng, but this morning I heard that Wei Sheng was on the phone. After the barber shop opened, he insisted on coming over, and Wei Sheng couldn't help it.
Naturally, she didn't know that Yang Jiajia felt guilty about what happened that day, so she insisted on coming over, and attracted a few other people. After all, these people are still relatively close and old.
In this way, a few young people broke into the "Lichun Haircut" vigorously. From their dressing up and looking around in a relaxed manner, it was obvious that they had an extraordinary background.
Just listen to a few people standing at the door talking to themselves.
"I'm just saying that Wei Sheng's home can't prepare flower baskets for opening, right?"
"Hehe, okay, you really depend on the score."
"That is, my dad friend always sent a car of flower baskets directly at the opening. Is there any way to learn! How can you save face if there is no flower basket at the opening?"
"Stop talking nonsense, let the master unload the car, right?"