Chapter 172 (1/2)

To Wei Sheng's surprise, after learning that his barber shop had opened, they not only came to congratulate him, but also brought flower baskets for the opening of a small truck.

Wei Sheng and his mother, Yang Lichun, stood at the door. They saw two masters unloading flower baskets from a blue van. Each basket was as high as Wei Sheng's head. The bottom was made of rattan and the top was a pot of flower arrangement. The top of the basket was hung down from the middle with two red ribbons on both sides, with the words of ”good luck for business opening”.

Wei Sheng made a visual inspection and found that there were 20 pots. At present prices, these are also a thousand yuan smaller!

This scene is very spectacular. In front of the small shop, there are many flower baskets piled up. Even the buns and mahjong clubs on the left and right, and even the tobacco shop opposite, people come out to watch. Obviously, for a hair salon with a small front and an area of less than 50 square meters, such a formation is a little too big, so that it is somewhat embarrassing.

Shao Bingran and Gao Rui seemed to realize this after the flower basket fell to the ground. These things were also thought of by Yang Jiajia after the Weisheng store opened. Each of them put together 200 yuan, which was not much for them. After all, as children like them, they all have their own small coffers.

Take the Spring Festival as an example, regardless of the large amount of cash sent by some parents and subordinates under the banner of giving new year's money, the amount of money given by relatives and elders is amazing enough, at least opening a hair salon like Yang Lichun is more than enough.

Although a large amount of money is generally not in their own control, but 800 yuan should be out of a hurry or out.

It's just that they didn't expect the barber shop to be so small.

Inside the door, Ding Huihong, Huang Jun and Lao Wu are all attracted by the sound outside. Looking at such a scene, they can't help but smack their lips. Who's the child? So much money?

Yang Lichun was confused by the battle, but her face was surprised and pleased. She and her husband never had the concept of putting flower baskets when they opened a shop. It was not that they had never seen others. They just opened a small hair salon. It was too wasteful to put a few of them at the door for one or two hundred yuan. Finally, they set off a set of firecrackers to remind the neighborhood that there was a new hair salon.

Which Cheng wants to borrow the light of her daughter, her classmates even sent so many flower baskets to fill the front of her family? But how can we pay back the favor?

”Mom, you've seen almost all of them.” Wei Sheng introduced to his mother one by one. It is false to say that she is not touched. After all, several children are 15 or 16 years old. Even though she is sophisticated and precocious due to family reasons, she is really surprised to think of this step.

What's more, I didn't know they would come today.

”Ah! Are you the son of mayor Gao's family? ” Yang Lichun didn't recognize Gao Rui at the beginning. If you take a closer look at Gao Rui, is he the son of mayor Gao who offered to invite his daughter to dinner that day? After all, it's better to recognize the tall people like Rui.

Gao Rui scratched his head with embarrassment. ”It's my aunt. Do you remember me? I've just heard from my classmates that your house is open today. Wei Sheng didn't even tell us that we should at least have a preparation for it? Don't be surprised to send so many flower baskets now. ”

He is tall and big, but it doesn't mean that his mind is simple and his limbs are well developed. The scene words are naturally similar to those of his father's generation. He speaks very smoothly.