La forgeronne d'un autre monde

Chapitre 15

According to his understanding, even a haircut from the most ordinary barber on the first floor would cost more than 500 yuan. The higher you go in the Tianying Hair Salon, the more expensive it becomes. Most people can't even afford the price of the first floor. As for the floors above the fifth floor, only the truly wealthy can afford to go up there, because they simply don't serve customers there.

At this moment, Ma Yunteng lit a Double Happiness cigarette and strolled downstairs.

"Excuse me, sir, smoking is prohibited. Thank you for your cooperation." Ma Yunteng was stopped by a receptionist as soon as he entered the door. When the receptionist saw the Double Happiness cigarette in his hand, a look of disdain flashed across her face.

"Oh." Ma Yunteng casually stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray next to him and strode upstairs.

"Hmm?" The waitress frowned and quickly chased after him to stop him: "Sir, the economy section is on the first floor, and the second floor is the private customization section."

She could tell at a glance that Ma Yunteng was just an ordinary person.

"What?" Ma Yunteng was slightly taken aback. "Is there some kind of little monster on the second floor?"

"Sir, you're quite witty. There are no monsters on the second floor, but I'm worried about the price..." The waitress paused and continued, "Actually, our barbers on the first floor are also very skilled, and their prices are about ten times higher than their competitors!"

Forehead!

Ma Yunteng was clearly taken aback. So, they looked down on me!

He pulled the black gold card out of his bag, looked at her with a playful smile, and said, "Can I go up now?"

Black Gold Card!

The receptionist was stunned when she saw the card in his hand!

Especially the waitress, whose face instantly showed a stiff and unpleasant expression.

Who would have thought that someone who smokes Double Happiness cigarettes would actually own a black gold card!

She gasped sharply, quickly bent down, and squeezed out a few words through gritted teeth: "Sir, this way please!"

As she spoke, she pointed to the VIP elevator next to her.

She knew perfectly well what a black card meant; the starting credit limit was a billion. How could someone like that be allowed to cut hair on the first floor? If the manager found out, she was finished!

"No need!" Ma Yunteng waved his hand and suddenly said coldly, "Your company's way of treating guests is truly peculiar. I won't go upstairs, I'll just stay on the first floor!"

Ma Yunteng immediately noticed the change in her attitude and sighed inwardly that this society was too realistic. Luckily, he had the Godly Rich System!

"Sir, please have a seat. I'll go and make an appointment with the hairdresser upstairs for you! How could the hairdresser on the first floor be worthy of cutting your hair? Please have some water!" The waitress quickly poured him a glass of water, stood beside him with a slight bow, and said politely. A bead of cold sweat even appeared on her forehead. If such a wealthy customer were to take his anger out on her, she would definitely lose her job.

Ma Yunteng took the cup, took a sip, and said nothing more. He knew very well that there were people like this everywhere; it was just a way for ordinary people to survive. As long as they didn't go too far, there was no need to bother with them.

Just two minutes later, a young man with an odd hairstyle stepped out of the elevator.

When he saw Ma Yunteng sitting in the chair, his expression immediately turned cold, and he coldly rebuked the waitress:

"What's going on? I'm the hairdresser on the sixth floor. I can easily charge thousands of dollars with just a couple of snips! You know, a customer's spending level should be matched with the stylist's skill level. Go back now!"

The sound reached Ma Yunteng's ears. He waved to the waitress, who rushed over in a panic, feeling embarrassed by what had just happened.

"Go. Call the stylist from the tenth floor over here!" Ma Yunteng said with a slight smile, his eyes narrowing slightly.

"Sir, the stylist on the tenth floor only takes jobs from the four major families of Jiangnan City, and each job costs 100,000 yuan. How about I help you contact the stylist on the ninth floor?"

"No need! Just call the hairdresser from the tenth floor down for me!" Ma Yunteng tossed the black gold card to the waitress and continued, "At the tenth-floor stylist's rate, book a year's worth first, go!"

Annual subscription?

Upon hearing Ma Yunteng's words, the barbers on the first floor couldn't help but sigh deeply. At the tenth-floor barber's rate, a yearly subscription would cost at least ten million! Moreover, even if the client only got a haircut once a year, it would still cost over ten million!

This fee is an affirmation of the tenth-floor barber's skills and also a commercial selling point for Tianying Hair Salon!

The barbers on the first floor all turned to look at Ma Yunteng, their faces filled with horrified expressions. They could only lament their own lack of experience; such a wealthy client was right under their noses, yet they were not qualified to serve him!

"Sir, payment successful. Please wait a moment, the stylist from the tenth floor will be down shortly!" the waitress said enthusiastically.

Upon hearing this, the hairdresser on the sixth floor, who was about to get on the elevator, stopped in his tracks and retreated as if possessed. He wanted to see why the stylist on the tenth floor was willing to serve a customer who even he, a stylist on the sixth floor, would disdain!

He simply moved a chair over, crossed his legs, and sat down.

In less than two minutes, the stylist on the tenth floor stepped off the elevator, surrounded by a group of bodyguards.

His steps were neither hurried nor slow; he couldn't understand why this customer didn't go to the tenth floor to get a haircut himself.

You should know that customers who come to Tianying Hair Salon for a haircut, even if they've only been to the fifth floor, are enough to brag about for half a year. But this customer actually chose to pay first and refused to go upstairs.

But there was no time to worry about that now. Since the other party had already paid, they were his honored guests. Even if people from the four major families came to him for a haircut, they would at most give him a monthly subscription as a token gesture. But a customer like Ma Yunteng who directly subscribed for a year was a first!

At this moment, a number of stylists had gathered in the lobby on the first floor. Even the stylists on the seventh, eighth, and ninth floors came to the first floor after hearing that someone had booked a year's worth of services. They all wanted to see who had such a big budget that even the stylists on the tenth floor had been booked for a year!

"Hello sir, it's a pleasure to serve you!" The barber on the tenth floor walked up to Ma Yunteng, looked directly into Ma Yunteng's eyes, and did not bend down. As a barber on the tenth floor, he had to maintain a certain level of professionalism, otherwise how could he set an example for the barbers downstairs?

"Oh, you're here. Sit down there." Ma Yunteng lazily stretched out a finger and pointed to a chair next to him.

Everyone was stunned.

"Sir, how can I give you a haircut if I sit here?" the barber on the tenth floor asked, bewildered.

"Who said I wanted you to cut my hair? Just sit there and watch."

Ma Yunteng smiled inexplicably, then turned around and pointed to the barbers on the floor behind him, saying, "Miss, I think we click. Could you give me a haircut?"

shock!

Everyone was quite surprised.

You paid the price of ten stylists but booked a whole floor of hairdressers for a year!