Speaking of which, Zhang Bing came out to cut her hair after waking up. Zhang Bing first went to the ATM to withdraw 2,000 yuan. Of course, she didn't use that much to cut her hair. Zhang Bing wanted to get more at a time and buy a few more clothes and daily necessities.

Now that I'm having sex with Su Chen, I can't just take a shower or change my clothes like before when I was in the private room of the Internet cafe. Even if I don't think about it, I have to consider Su Chen's feelings.

Zhang Bing has been cutting his hair several times since he came to Huacheng in Xiaoshan Village. It was introduced by his colleagues at that time. The place for cutting hair was in a small alley. The store was called Faji Haircut. The owner was an old man. He was the only barber in the whole store. However, his skills were very good. Not only did he take care of you very carefully, he would also help you shave the excess fluff, and even shaved your beard.

Nowadays, new-style barber shops do not have shaving services, so now the prices of barber shops are getting higher and worse and worse. I don’t know how this trend is formed.

Now Zhang Bing has to cross half a city to cut his hair. In addition to nostalgia, Zhang Bing still wants to save some money, because the last time he cut his hair from the old man, the old man only charged him five dollars.

After nearly an hour, Zhang Bing finally arrived in front of the hair salon barber shop in Xiaohutong. However, the door of the barber shop was closed, and the signboard of the hair salon was also damaged, which must have been blown by the typhoon.

"May I ask, where is the hair-cutting master here?" Zhang Bing asked, catching a passing local woman.

"Are you talking about Uncle Fa? He left, he has been away for half a year! It seems that he had a sudden stroke, and then he persisted in the hospital for a while, and then he went..." The middle-aged woman kept chattering when she talked about gossip.

"Are you leaving? Things are so unpredictable. He cut it for me the last time I got my hair!" Zhang Bing sighed.

"Oh, your hair is almost longer than me. I thought you were a performance art person. I saw men with long hair before, all of them were artistic." The middle-aged woman began to look at Zhang Bing when she heard Zhang Bing's words. She couldn't help but say when she saw Zhang Bing's long hair.

"Then I'll leave first, aunt, thank you!" Zhang Bing saw that his hair was not cut, and even the boss was burping. He was a little sad. He said goodbye to the middle-aged woman and left.

It was almost evening, and many shops were lighted up. Zhang Bing was still wandering around aimlessly. He wanted to find an ordinary barber shop to cut his hair. He didn't dare to go to those magnificently decorated barber shops. He used to hear from his colleagues that it was very scammed and all kinds of bundled consumption.

As Zhang Bing walked, he suddenly saw the rolling gate of a store in front of him open, and the lights in the store also lit up. There were several mirrors inside, as well as several chairs from the barber shop. In front of the mirror were a few bottles of shampoo-like things.

Zhang Bing looked up and saw that the store was called "Yi Ji Zhong Qing" and it should be a bit history when looking at the signboard, but why did this barber shop open at night?

Zhang Bing doesn't understand, but the decoration of this store is very simple and the lighting is also very ordinary. Unlike those high-end barber shops, it is magnificent and discouraging.

Zhang Bing thought about it over and over again, thinking that this store should not be cheating, so he plucked up the courage to step into the store.

There were three young women sitting in the store, some watching TV, some eating melon seeds, and hearing footsteps, all three women turned their heads to look at Zhang Bing.

"Cut your hair!" Zhang Bing said angrily.

"Haha, handsome guy, are you kidding?" At this time, the woman who was slamming melon seeds was a little shocked when she saw a thick and fur-covered man. Suddenly, she couldn't help laughing when she heard the words popping out of the other person's mouth.

The woman who was eating melon seeds smiled boldly. She had already dressed little. At this time, the shoulder straps on her clothes slid down as she smiled.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Zhang Bing's throat slid. At this time, the woman sitting on a small bench watching TV also turned around and looked at Zhang Bing.

"Handsome guy, you want to cut a big head, but there is nothing here. If you have a small head, you can cut it for you! Hahaha~~" The woman sitting on the small stool said, spreading her legs directly.

She was wearing a short skirt, and spring suddenly appeared, and Zhang Bing's nose bleeding was almost flying out. At this time, Zhang Bing finally knew where this place was. Although he had never been there before, he had heard many bad jokes from the workers at the construction site. Zhang Bing, who knew that he was so scared that he ran away in panic.

Because Zhang Bing's sponge body was hit by the previous visual impact, it was already bulging high at this time, and Zhang Bing ran and felt so painful.

Forget it, the three women laughed unscrupulously behind them: "Hahaha~ this idiot~~"

After experiencing this experience, Zhang Bing no longer dared to go to the barber shop. After walking on the street for a while, "he" calmed down. Finally, Zhang Bing chose a store with transparent glass. From the outside, you can see many people sitting in a shop where haircuts are cut.

"There will be no monsters this time, right?" Zhang Bing took the courage to walk in after repeated confirmation that it was indeed a haircut.

"Handsome guy, are you cutting your hair?" Zhang Bing was greeted by the etiquette lady in front of him as soon as he walked to the door.

"Yes, cut your hair!" Zhang Bing replied. When he heard everyone on his own initiative asking if he had cut his hair, Zhang Bing's heart was relieved.

"Then, handsome guy, have you made an appointment?" Miss Etiquette asked with a glass of water to Zhang Bing.

"What appointment?" Zhang Bing took the glass of water and started drinking. After experiencing the scene just now, he was already dry-mouthed. However, the question asked by the etiquette lady in front of him made him confused. When will he have to make an appointment if he cut his hair?

"That's right. We have senior barbers, hair stylists, senior hair stylists, hair stylists, hair stylists, hair stylists, hair stylists... If you have an appointment, you can ask them to do your hairstyle directly. If you don't make an appointment, you have to make an appointment on site." The etiquette lady still looked polite.

"Give me another glass of water!" Zhang Bing still felt dry after drinking the glass of water, and asked for an extra cup. Seeing that the other party had gone to fill the water, Zhang Bing looked at the situation in the store. There were only six or seven haircutters in the store. Where did they get so many titles? They were quite scary.

"Handsome guy, your water, may I ask..." The etiquette lady handed the water to Zhang Bing and wanted to continue asking, but was interrupted by Zhang Bing.
Chapter completed!