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Chapter 102 Today's Salon, Future Big Boss Circle

In the Shanghai nights of 1986, neon lights were not yet popular.

Only a few scattered street lights dot this barren night.

In comparison, Wu Palace Hotel stands out too much.

The bright lights and magnificent appearance of the place were so dazzling that people without a lot of money would have to avoid it.

But in the eyes of Wu Wei, who has lived two lives, this is child's play.

In his previous life, he and Qin Xiuru had checked in at various luxurious five-star hotels, leaving traces behind.

Soon, the Lada taxi arrived at the entrance of Wu Gong Hotel.

Before Wu Wei could push the door and get out of the car, the door was opened from the outside.

The doorman who opened the car door was stunned when he saw Wu Wei's outfit.

According to hotel regulations, guests who are not properly dressed are not allowed to enter.

This made the doorman, who was expecting a tip, feel a little embarrassed.

Because this was the first time he had seen such a guest.

While he was hesitating, Wu Wei handed the three dollars change from the driver directly to the doorman.

Then, in front of the other party, he ostentatiously took off his patched military coat.

He rolled himself up into a ball, tucked it under his armpit and said, "Can I come in now?"

The doorman came to his senses and quickly made way: "Yes, sir, please come in."

Gone is the shabby old military coat.

Wu Wei was wearing a standard shirt and trousers and a pair of shiny leather shoes.

His hair was neatly combed and his beard was clean shaven.

There's nothing wrong with it.

This does not violate the hotel's rules at all.

The doorman had no reason to stop him, especially since he had just received a three-dollar tip.

Although it’s a little less, a mosquito is still meat no matter how small it is.

Just looking at Wu Wei's thin back as he walked with big strides, the doorman couldn't help but shiver.

Isn't he cold?

But Wu Wei really didn't feel cold, especially after walking into the hall.

Before Hilton opened in Jing'an District, Shanghai in 1988, the hotel industry in Shanghai did not quite understand how to interpret the five-star standard and could only exaggerate the grandeur and bright lights.

The decoration style is magnificent, and various crystal chandeliers are brightly lit.

By the way, I turned on the air conditioning and heating to full blast, as if electricity was free.

Otherwise, the two rows of cheongsam ladies welcoming guests in the lobby wouldn't be dressed so thinly and sexy.

However, Wu Wei's gaze did not linger on the cheongsam girl for too long.

He quickly noticed the Beijing time in the lobby: it was just past 6:30.

According to Tian Fusheng, Huang Qiya's salon starts at seven o'clock.

It seems that I am not too late.

After confirming this, Wu Wei immediately chose a seat in the lounge area in the lobby and sat down.

So that you can notice every arriving car through the glass curtain wall.

You can also have a panoramic view of every guest entering the hotel lobby.

The main feature is double insurance.

It was just that the hotel was particularly lively on Saturday night.

There is a constant stream of people coming and going.

Wu Wei knew very well that among these people there must be some big names who would become famous in later generations.

But unfortunately, the image of the big guys in my mind after they became famous did not match the many faces in front of me at all.

I can only be a layman and watch the fun.

Until a blue Lada 2105 appeared outside the door.

Compared to the red Lada taxis all over the streets, the blue Lada is too eye-catching.

However, compared to the eye-catching car, the woman who got out of the car was even more eye-catching.

She wore a pair of long boots and a beige woolen coat, showing off her tall and graceful figure.

A head of charming wavy hair, paired with simple and elegant smooth wipes.

It is the perfect combination of classic and fashionable.

Coupled with the elegance emanating from her every gesture, she instantly attracted the attention of most people in the hotel lobby.

However, Huang Qiya seemed to have gotten used to it. She tipped the doorman slowly and then walked into the hall gracefully.

For a moment, the young and beautiful cheongsam ladies standing in two rows were suddenly overshadowed.

The guests standing in the hall involuntarily made way.

This actually made things convenient for Wu Wei, who had been waiting for a long time.

Wu Wei stood up and followed quickly.

In a blink of an eye, we arrived at the elevator entrance.

There were quite a few guests waiting for the elevator.

But when they saw Huang Qiya coming, they all tried to give way to her.

So there were only Wu Wei and Huang Qiya in the huge elevator.

The elevator slowly went up, becoming a private space with no third person in it.

Wu Wei took a deep breath, now is the time.

Not to be missed.

"Ms. Huang, I'm Wu Wei, introduced by Master Tian."

Huang Qiya leaned slightly to the side, frowned and asked, "That swindler Tian Fusheng?"

Wu Wei nodded quickly.

Unexpectedly, the next moment, Huang Qiya's face suddenly turned cold: "Are you also practicing Qigong?"

Feel the other party's attitude take a sharp turn for the worse.

Wu Wei immediately made a clear statement: "That's something that even dogs don't practice! I'm a person who earns a living by my craft."

As he spoke, layers of old and new calluses on his hands were revealed.

Huang Qiya was slightly surprised, but her expression eased a little.

It was obvious that he was not impressed by Tian Fusheng's deceptive tactics.

Just then, the elevator door opened.

Huang Qiya asked as she got out of the elevator: "What do you want from me?"

"If it's treasury bonds, according to our salon's old rules, 10% off!"

This old fellow Tian Fusheng can make a net profit of five to ten points with just one transaction!

His subordinates had to rely on cutting treasury bonds to make more money.

Fortunately, I didn't fall for his trick.

Wu Wei secretly rejoiced and immediately followed up, saying, "Miss Huang, can you make it a little higher?"

After all, bargaining is normal when doing business.

The next moment, Huang Qiya said nothing and pushed the door open.

He just left Wu Wei outside the door.

Separated by a door, Wu Wei calmed down instantly.

At least he is not qualified to enter the salon inside the door yet.

However, he had no intention of giving up on Huang Qiya.

With her, there is at least a 10% discount guaranteed.

The nearly 10000 yuan worth of treasury bonds on him meant a net profit of more than yuan.

It would be better if we can negotiate further. Even if we can negotiate a little bit more, it will be a net profit.

If there is no room for negotiation, Wu Wei will quit while he is ahead.

Having made up his mind, Wu Wei waited patiently in the corridor.

Finally, after nine o'clock, the door that Huang Qiya had walked into earlier opened again.

A well-mannered middle-aged man came out first, followed by another young and strong man.

The two chatted and laughed happily.

It can be seen that it is quite speculative.

Compared to the crowds in the hall, this moment is a close contact.

Wu Wei felt that they looked more and more familiar, and combined with the way they addressed each other, their identities immediately became clear.

The well-mannered middle-aged man with glasses turned out to be the famous securities godfather Guan Jinsheng.

The man who was in his prime but had a mouth full of smoke-stained teeth was the famous Yang Huaiding, Yang Baiwan.

Wow, this salon that Huang Qiya put together is really quite interesting.

(End of this chapter)