1982 Started from Hong Kong

Chapter 16: Being tricked
Zhai Yuan took a taxi and sent Liang Zhichao back to the housing estate first.

"wait for my call."

He wrote down the phone number of the convenience store downstairs from his house and then asked the driver to take him to Kwun Tong.

Speechless all the way.

After getting off the bus in Kwun Tong, he did not go to the electronics mall immediately, but planned to find a place to change his hairstyle first.

The bangs are thick and long, and the strands of hair get into the eyes from time to time. I don’t know what the aesthetic standard was before.

After walking along the street, Zhai Yuan discovered that there were quite a few hair salons in Kwun Tong. In front of most of the shops, there were a few girls in simple clothes sitting, acknowledging passers-by.

Once you make eye contact with them as you pass by, immediately greet them in a sweet voice:
"Pretty boy, come in and play~"

Just like that fucking rocking chair commercial.

"Tsk! Just ordinary stuff!"

As a gentleman, Zhai Yuan would certainly not be easily corrupted.

Avoiding the bright lights and bustle of the city, he saw a simply decorated barber shop in an alley.

At the entrance of the shop is an old-fashioned three-color light box, which looks very old. On the door is written "Huangpu Men's and Women's Barber Company", which is incompatible with the signs outside called "Oriental Speed Cut", "Top Kung Fu" and "Jiao Po Hair Art".

There were no customers in the shop at that time, and an elderly barber was taking a nap at the counter.

Zhai Yuan pushed the door open and was awakened by the sound of wind chimes.

"What kind of haircut would you like, young sir?"

The barber looked to be about sixty years old. His sparse white hair was combed meticulously. He was wearing an old-fashioned suit that was neatly ironed.

His voice was gentle, with a kind smile on his face and a slight Huangpu accent.

In a trance, Zhai Yuan's thoughts seemed to be pulled back to the Huangpu of the old times, and he couldn't help but become gentle.

He sat in front of the mirror and asked, "It would be nice to look more energetic. Master, what do you recommend?"

The old master looked at himself in the mirror for a moment, then took a ruler and measured it twice above his head.

"Then straighten the sides and trim them to create a layered look. Thin the bangs in the front to reveal your forehead, and trim the back to your occipital bone."

"it is good."

The old master put an apron on Zhai Yuan, then walked to the counter and put a vinyl record into the machine. Melodious and soothing music began to flow in the barber shop.

Elegant and very stylish.

Zhai Yuan felt that he had chosen the right place and would definitely come here again for a haircut in the future.

Next comes the washing, cutting and blow-drying process. The old master has great skills and the whole process is completed on one chair, without any impact from foam and broken hair.

After trimming halfway, the old master took the initiative to chat with Zhai Yuan.

"What does the young gentleman do for a living?"

“Still studying.”

"You look so good, you must be a young gentleman from a wealthy family. Are you out for fun today?"

"Well, let's go to the electronics mall."

Unlike those Tony teachers who ask you to apply for a card, the barbers in this barber shop have a gentle tone and are not annoying at all.

Zhai Yuan relaxed and chatted with him a lot without realizing it.

After cutting the hair, the master pulled off the apron and used a sponge to wipe off the loose hair on Zhai Yuan's neck.

Zhai Yuan looked in the mirror and nodded with satisfaction.

He just changed his hairstyle, but he looks like two different people compared to when he came in. To put it another way, he was a handsome guy before, but now he looks like Daniel Wu.

"Master, your craftsmanship is excellent. How much is it?"

Zhai Yuan was about to stand up when he was pressed down on the chair by the other party.

The old master smiled kindly and said, "Don't worry, I'll give you another neck massage. Students like to lower their heads to read, so it's good for them to relax."

Seeing that it was still early outside, Zhai Yuan did not refuse. He said thank you and leaned back in the chair to take a nap.

I thought it was not easy for the old man, so I would give him a little more tip later. The old master's massage skills were good, and Zhai Yuan felt sleepy after a while and fell into a light sleep.

When he opened his eyes again, he found the master washing his hands at the faucet in the corner.

I don't know when a few more customers appeared in the store, all of them were big and strong men, sitting on the sofa waiting in line.

"I'm sorry to have wasted everyone's time."

Zhai Yuan nodded to the guests sitting on the sofa and walked to the counter: "Master, how much is the total?"

The old master carefully wiped the water droplets on his hands with a towel, walked into the counter, and gave Zhai Yuan a warm smile.

"Young sir, two hundred dollars for this favor."

Zhai Yuan nodded subconsciously and was about to take out the money when he suddenly realized something.

What kind of price is this? Not to mention hairdressing, haircutting, even drinking and hairdressing would not cost more than 200 yuan!

"Two hundred?" Zhai Yuan asked in surprise.

"Yes, two hundred Hong Kong dollars. A wash, cut and blow-dry is ten dollars, and a massage is one hundred and ninety dollars." The old master still smiled and said confidently.

Zhai Yuan's face gradually darkened, and when he looked at the kind-looking uncle Huangpu, he felt that the other person's smile was cunning and disgusting.

Damn it! I was tricked!
This was clearly a scam, just like those hair salons in later generations that charge thousands or tens of thousands of dollars, and then consumers go to Golden Eye to complain.

No wonder he asked me so many questions when we were chatting, he wanted to find out the details so he could take action, right?

Zhai Yuan frowned and looked behind him.

Several guests who were originally sitting on the sofa stood up one after another, blocking his way out, with an impatient look on their faces.

"Hey! Pretty boy, pay up and get out of here. Don't disturb us while we're getting our hair cut."

Zhai Yuan didn't say anything. He wanted to walk towards the door, but after taking two steps, he was pushed back by several strong men.

"Why, you want to default on your debt? Uncle Ming is our old neighbor, we will give him justice!"

Unlike Fei Zaijun and his gang of hooligans, the men blocking the door were all strong adults. Zhai Yuan weighed it over in his mind and decided that he would not be able to defeat them.

"Okay, two hundred, right? I'll give it to you."

Taking out two Hong Kong dollars from his pocket, Zhai Yuan stared at the barber named Uncle Ming, laughed in anger, and slammed the money on the table.

"Thank you for your patronage, and welcome to visit us next time." Uncle Ming still smiled kindly, as if the scene before him did not exist.

"I will." Zhai Yuan pulled the corner of his mouth, revealing a row of white teeth.

He pushed away several sturdy men who were blocking his way and walked straight out of the barber shop. He looked back at the sign at the door with a slightly cold look in his eyes.

Through the glass door of the barber shop, several sturdy men looked at Zhai Yuan provocatively, with mockery in their eyes.

Zhai Yuan sneered and left quickly.

After crossing a long street, he stopped at the door of a convenience store, went into the store to borrow a phone, and dialed the number downstairs of Liang Zhichao's house.

"Hey, where are you looking?"

"I'm looking for Liang Zhichao."

The person on the other end of the phone shouted Liang Zhichao's name several times, and soon a familiar voice came from the receiver.

"Brother Yuan, I asked for you. There are three townhouses available for rent. There is also a two-room townhouse. The price for the three-room townhouse is twelve thousand per month, and the two-room townhouse is nine hundred."

Zhai Yuan listened to him silently and hummed.

"I want both places, but let's put this aside for now.

Please help me recruit workers in the housing estate now. Just retired police officers, no older than 50 years old, to be responsible for security at Sau Mau Ping Secondary School. The monthly salary is $2,000, with food provided but no accommodation. If you do a good job, you will have the opportunity to get a raise.

Liang Zhichao on the other end of the phone was surprised to hear that the school was recruiting security personnel and offering such high salaries, and asked many questions.

Zhai Yuan didn't say much. He glanced at the landmark buildings around him and continued, "Don't bother with unnecessary things. Help me spread the word. If there is anyone willing to do it, come to the entrance of Garden Building on Ngau Tau Kok Road for an interview before six o'clock. I'll wait here. No more waiting after the deadline."

After hanging up the phone, Zhai Yuan looked in the direction of the barber shop and narrowed his eyes.

You dare to take my two hundred yuan? Just consider it as the decoration fee for renovating your store!
(End of this chapter)