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Jiang Chen took his younger sister Jiang Ling directly to the fifth floor of Wanda Plaza.

This is the most expensive high-end styling salon in the entire shopping mall, and even in the entire county.

The opulent decor at the store entrance and the sign that reads "This store operates on a reservation basis" are enough to deter 99% of ordinary consumers.

Jiang Chen acted as if he hadn't seen the sign, and pulled his sister along as they walked straight inside.

"Hello, do you have an appointment?"

A young woman with exquisite makeup at the front desk looked up and asked in a formulaic manner.

When she saw Jiang Chen and Jiang Ling's brand-new outfits and the large bags they were carrying, her tone became noticeably more polite.

But it still carries a touch of formulaic detachment.

"If you don't make an appointment now, you may have to wait. Our head teacher's appointments are already fully booked for today."

Jiang Chen didn't waste any words with her.

He simply reached out and casually placed the black Audi A6L car key on the marble bar counter.

The crisp clinking sound caught the attention of the receptionist.

The four-ring logo gleamed under the lights.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Chen took out a completely black bank card without any extra patterns from his wallet and placed it next to his car keys.

"Find the best technical supervisor in your store."

Jiang Chen's tone remained as calm and nonchalant as ever.

"Now, immediately, right away."

"My sister's time is very precious."

Money power has once again demonstrated its unparalleled strength.

The reservations that were "fully booked" just moments ago suddenly "had a VIP cancel at the last minute."

The so-called "waiting for a table" immediately turned into "opening a VIP exclusive channel for you".

Less than a minute.

A middle-aged man dressed in extremely fashionable clothes, with slicked-back hair and a small mustache, came out quickly from the inner room with a big smile on his face.

"Oh my! What a distinguished guest! I'm so sorry for the neglect!"

He is the head hairstylist of this salon, and his English name is "Kevin".

"Teacher Kevin" warmly welcomed Jiang Chen and his sister to the innermost and most luxurious VIP area.

Jiang Ling sat nervously in the barber chair that looked extremely expensive and exuded the luster of genuine leather.

Looking in the mirror at her dry, yellowish hair, which had become brittle due to years of neglect, and her shapeless ponytail, she felt a pang of self-consciousness and quietly lowered her head.

All her hairdressing experiences in her life came from the barbershop with the rotating tricolor light at the entrance of the village.

The one who took the knife was Grandpa Wang from the village.

It costs five yuan to get a haircut.

It never lasts more than ten minutes.

"This young lady has such a great foundation! That face shape, those features—she's born to be a star!"

Mr. Kevin circled around Jiang Ling, showering her with praise as if it were honey.

He reached out and gently pinched a strand of Jiang Ling's hair, offering a professional analysis.

"It's just that this hair is a bit damaged and lacks nutrition."

"How about this, we'll do our top-of-the-line deep-sea caviar protein treatment to nourish your hair."

"And then dye it this year's most popular dark brown color, which is both flattering and sophisticated?"

As he spoke, he observed Jiang Chen's expression and tentatively added a sentence.

"Well... the price for the whole package might be a little bit..."

Jiang Chen was sitting in the rest area next to him, idly flipping through a fashion magazine.

He didn't even raise his head; he simply let out a sentence from behind the magazine.

"No need to ask the price."

"Use the best medicine and the best equipment in your store."

"Creating the most suitable look for her."

He turned to a page of the magazine and added the last sentence.

"I only have one request: don't make it too flashy. It needs to look classy, ​​understand?"

Upon hearing this, Mr. Kevin immediately understood.

He immediately gave Jiang Chen an "OK" sign, his smile as bright as if he had found money.

"Don't worry, boss! I guarantee you'll get a completely new look for your sister!"

"Your satisfaction is guaranteed!"

What followed was nothing short of a long ordeal.

Washing, cutting, perming, dyeing, conditioning...

The entire process took a full three hours.

Jiang Ling's bottom was almost numb from sitting in the chair for so long.

She looked in the mirror at the strange curlers and tinfoil on her head, her heart pounding.

How much will it cost to do all this?

Will it be more expensive than the coat I just bought?

My brother's money didn't come from thin air...

Just as she was lost in thought and filled with anxiety.

"Alright! Little beauty! Mission accomplished!"

Accompanied by Kevin's triumphant voice, he removed the hairdryer and took off the apron around Jiang Ling's neck.

When Jiang Ling raised her head again and looked in the mirror.

She was completely stunned.

Who is the person in the mirror?

Her smooth, fluffy, naturally wavy long hair radiated a healthy and captivating shine.

Her understated, composed hair color, which shimmered with a hint of brown under the lights, made her skin appear as white and radiant as milk.

She paired it with the off-white cashmere coat she was wearing.

She could hardly believe that the stylish, confident girl in the mirror, radiating a modern urban vibe, was herself!

That country girl with her rustic ponytail and dry, yellow hair has completely disappeared!

Instead, he found himself in a completely new form that felt utterly unfamiliar to him!

This is hardly a haircut.

This is practically the legendary "head transplant"!

"Wow……"

"Brother...is...is this really me?"

Jiang Ling stood up excitedly from her chair, touching her hair in disbelief.

She couldn't resist turning around gently in front of the mirror.

Those beautiful eyes sparkled with an unprecedented, dazzling light.

That is the light of confidence.

Jiang Chen also stood up from the sofa.

He walked up to his sister, looked at her transformed appearance, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

He went to the front desk and swiped his card to pay.

Total cost: 2,888.

Although it was expensive, seeing his sister's genuine joy and newfound confidence, Jiang Chen felt that the money was well spent!

"Come on, you've become more beautiful."

Jiang Chen helped his sister carry the shopping bags and raised an eyebrow at her.

"I'll treat you to a big meal to celebrate!"

Amidst the envious and respectful gazes of the shop assistants, the brother and sister walked out of the salon.

Jiang Ling walked ahead, her steps as light as a fledgling bird that had just learned to fly, her face beaming with a bright smile.

But just as they were about to turn into the corridor leading to the restaurant area...

"Come on, I'll take you to eat something good."

The brother and sister were just about to continue walking towards the food court.

"Hey? Isn't that Jiang Ling?"

A somewhat shrill female voice, tinged with surprise, suddenly came from the entrance of a milk tea shop next door.

Jiang Ling turned around instinctively.

Just then, I saw a few stylishly dressed girls standing there, holding milk tea, pointing in her direction and talking.

Jiang Ling recognized one of the girls who was leading the group.

It was her classmate, Zhang Xiaoyan.

Zhang Xiaoyan's family owns a supermarket in town, and their family background is considered very well-off among her classmates.

In class, she loves to show off her new clothes and phone, and she often makes fun of Jiang Ling for her unfashionable clothes, both openly and subtly.

At this moment, Zhang Xiaoyan, wearing a bright red short down jacket and holding the latest iPhone, was talking to her classmate next to her with a smug look on her face.

However, the moment her gaze met Jiang Ling's as she turned her head...

When she saw Jiang Ling's appearance clearly at that moment.

Zhang Xiaoyan's expression was as if she had seen a ghost!

She almost dropped the milk tea in her hand!

Is the Jiang Ling in front of me still the same poor girl who usually wears a faded school uniform, has a dowdy ponytail, and is timid and submissive?

That well-tailored off-white cashmere coat looks expensive!

That fluffy, stylish, slightly wavy long hair is even more beautiful than the model in the hair salon poster!

And the shopping bags her brother was carrying—she couldn't recognize all the logos on them, but just by looking at the packaging, she knew they were definitely from some of the most expensive stores in the mall!

This...this is impossible!

"Jiang...Jiang Ling?"

Zhang Xiaoyan stammered as she walked over, her eyeliner-lined eyes scanning Jiang Ling back and forth, her gaze a mixture of shock, disbelief, and a hint of jealousy she couldn't quite hide.

"Where...where did you go to make your fortune? Is that outfit...real?"