The Almighty Men’s Clothes Boss is a Girl

"Okay, the next step is to see the degree of coloring." The hair stylist took off the gloves, then took out a photo of An Chen from his pocket, and handed it along with the pen.

"Can I have an autograph?"

An Chen nodded and took the things, and then signed his name on it. Grandpa asked her to practice calligraphy before, so the signature also has that meaning.

When the hair stylist took out the photo and asked her to sign it, An Chen really didn't expect it, thinking that he would give him a piece of paper.

"Thank you, may I take you to see the wig now?" The hair stylist happily took the photo, and carefully put it in a box.

"Okay." An Chen stood up from the chair, and Fu Yanxing did the same. Fang Yan stopped playing games, and planned to watch the excitement.

"The wigs in our store are all here. All of them use real hair, but they have been sterilized and cleaned at high temperature. The hygiene can be guaranteed. The shape has also been fixed multiple times, and it will not fall apart when cleaning."

"Can you take that off for me?" An Chen pointed to a light blonde wig on it, some curly hair was in front of the forehead, and the rest were combed into a short braid at the back.

An Chen had done a similar hairstyle before, and she liked the effect very much, so she saw the wig when she came in.

The hair stylist took it off with a tool, and handed it to An Chen.

"Your face and head are small. My wigs are normal size. It may be a bit big for you. My suggestion is that if you don't need it urgently,

You can select the model first, and then customize the size. "

"Okay, can you deliver it?"

"Of course, it will be delivered to the store after customization, and then just give me the address."

"It's okay, I can ask Si Yi to get it." Fu Yanxing said to An Chen, and poor Si Yi had an extra job for no reason.

"Brother, give Si Yi a little more salary, I'll pay." An Chen turned his gaze from the wig to Fu Yanxing.

"Okay, give him a raise." Fu Yanxing just wanted to reach out and rub An Chen's head, when he realized that An Chen was dyeing his hair, and then retracted his hand.

"Xiao Chenchen, why did you buy a wig?" Fang Yan didn't want to understand the reason, and was struggling.

"It saves trouble, and saves time, especially hair." An Chen nodded seriously, and the more he thought about it, the more practical the wig became.

"Xiao Chenchen, don't be so naive. Back then, in order to sleep more, I also had this plan, and then I was knocked down by reality."

"Ah! Then buy a few and keep them in case you need them." An Chen still didn't give up, and finally chose three wigs.

"Okay, I'll measure the size for you after the dyeing is finished. It will take about half a month. I can speed up the progress by urging you, but it will take at least ten days."

"It's okay, I'm not in a hurry." An Chen nodded, and then returned to the room.

It will take a long time to wait for the hair to be colored. An Chen asked the hair stylist for a pair of poker, and then dragged Fu Yanxing to fight the landlord. Fang Yan voluntarily.

After Fang Yan lost countless times, An Chen's hair was still unfinished.

"Are you still playing?" An Chen glanced at Fang Yan.

"Of course I played. I haven't won yet. If you lose as a landlord, you also lose as a farmer. Are you two in collusion?"

"Of course not. We have a tacit understanding, right." An Chen looked at Fu Yanxing.

"Yes, there is still a factor of IQ." Fu Yanxing affirmed An Chen's idea, and he didn't finish complaining about Fang Yan.

Fang Yan once again doubted life, and suddenly felt that bickering with Qu Yan is also very good, anyway, it is one-on-one, here it is one-on-two.

Don't disappoint your best self at your best age