Seeing that the seventies were about to pass, Nan Yi took a leap of faith and went to Silian to get a haircut.

Silian is not an ordinary barber shop. Usually the barbers in barber shops are either named Zhang Fugui or Li Erdan, and the most popular barber in Silian is Teacher Tonny.

At that time, with a wave of his hand, Shili Changjie "moved" the four barber shops of Huhai Huaxin, Ziluolan, Yunshang and Xiangming to the capital, and merged them into one.

These four restaurants entertained all famous people in those days. Let’s put it this way, if you look at the singers on the old records of the Republic of China, their hair was all done in these four restaurants.

Not only celebrities, but also fashionable literary giants and tycoons from Shanghai Beach, who used to be the most influential people in the world, but now have enough names to cover seventeen or eighty books, often visit it.

Nowadays, the cheapest haircut in Beijing is about 15 cents, and it's the kind of barber who goes around the streets with a pick of shavers; while the average barber shop will charge you 25 cents or 30 cents.

But here in Silian, if a man walks in, he has to throw down at least 80 cents, and for a woman, it's even more expensive, starting at 2.2 yuan.

It's not too expensive. Except for those who have money to pay for it, no matter which woman it is, they wouldn't want to come here just to get a haircut. Whenever they come here, they basically come here to have their hair permed.

Perm, the fee starts from two yuan.

Nan Yi sat on the barber chair. The distinguished barber helped him put on a bib and put a towel on the back of his neck. He didn't even ask Nan Yi what kind of haircut he wanted, and went straight to the clippers.

There's no need to ask, even Nan Yi's hair can only be cut into a crew cut.

Don’t be curious, why can’t you just have a crew cut and not a bald head?

As long as any young man dares to have a bald head, Lei Zi will dare to arrest you three times a day and ask you which labor camp you just came back from. The anger of a father is like that of a sailor who has been at sea for three years and is happy to hear that his one-year-old son comes back.

Beat you to death and he will take your last name.

Nan Yi didn't care at all how his hair would be cut. He had been observing the women having their hair permed through the mirror.

First look at the "brain reader" on their heads, and then look at what clothes they are wearing.

Nan Yi actually saw a woman wearing a turtleneck sweater, which was unusual. Turtlenecks have not yet become popular, and most people work in foreign-related units.

Just because of this special point, the others are basically low-necked sweaters, with a richly colored collar leaking out from the inside.

It can only be a collar. As expected, they are all wearing fake collars.

Nan Yi Xun thought, there is still a market for fake collars now. Wenchangwei can definitely buy some fabrics with more fancy colors and reap the benefits of fake collars.

The profit is low, but the success lies in the fact that it is easy to do in quantity.

Moreover, the craftsmanship of fake collars is not too complicated. Once you become proficient, you can make hundreds of them a day without any problem.

After the hair was cut, the barber took off the towel from the back of Nan Yi's neck, took off his bib, took out a powder puff from an iron can, and patted Nan Yi's neck several times.

carefree!

Dry cleaning in the future and prickly heat powder today are the essence of what leads Nan Yi into the barber shop.

Just for the barber's few strokes, it's worth the 80 cents.

He stood up and took a look in the mirror. With this hairstyle and this outfit, he looked like a Shanghai tycoon, Ding Li.

It's just that it was during the period of pouring night fragrance in Zhabei.

When he was satisfied, he left Silian and went to the grocery store to buy some food. Nanyi returned to the depths of Baihua.

Walking into the room, a young man was sitting at the table eating noodles.

"Are you so hungry?"

"I'm a little hungry, mainly because I'm bored, so I ordered some noodles for myself." Xian Weimin wiped his mouth and said.

Nan Yi said apologetically: "Yes, it's not mine. I went to get a haircut. I bought some pickles. Do you want some?"

"No, I can't get used to the pickles here."

Xian Weimin picked up the bowl, drank the noodle soup, wiped his mouth, and took out a stack of A4 paper from his schoolbag.

"Grandma Fang said that TVB has decided to film movies for next year. The ones you can find out are all on them. "Shanghai Beach", "The King of Thousand Kings", "Spring Dream in Beijing", "Earth's Kindness: Jinshan Dream", there are some actors.

It’s not decided at all, and there’s no way to find out.”

Nan Yi flipped through the paper, skipping the rest and only reading the content related to "Shanghai Beach".

It's of no great use. There's a meaning between the lines. The script hasn't been written yet, let alone the actors. Butterflies probably don't have time to flap their wings to a place like this, and the actors should still be the same actors.

"Only the drama "Shanghai Beach" seems to be a fashion drama. When you go back, tell my grandma and ask her to keep an eye on it. Once the crew is formed, go get Zhang Xu Wenqiang's makeup photos.

It would be even better if it could be linked to the costumes of the crew. Take some photos of the costumes that Xu Wenqiang is going to wear, and draw a layout diagram at the same time."

"good!"

Xian Weimin nodded.

"When you go back, tell my grandma and ask her to help you go through the procedures. I need you to become a Xianghuan."

"You want me to go to a private clinic?"

"No, I just need your Xianghuan ID card."

Nan Yi took out his cigarette, scattered it, took a puff and said, "Do you know who the so-called Hong Kong businessmen who come back to invest from Dongguan are?"

"You know, all of them have swam there in the past few years. I have also met one who is from the Huangjiawei brigade next to me. He is seven or eight years older than me. When we competed with us for water, I gave him a

Carrying pole."

"Well, I want you to become a person like him, go to Hong Kong and come back to be a Hong Kong businessman."

"Understood."

"Also, why don't you go back and ask him if he is willing to get a green card from Guo Guo? If he is willing, he will become a Xiangguan with you first, and then go to Guo Guo."

"He went to Gangguo? Who is responsible for the tape?"

"It's not that fast to go to Gangguo. Let him continue working first. Next, when I get back, I will make arrangements. The TV trailer has come out. "The Man from the Bottom of the Atlantic" will be broadcast next Thursday.

One episode per week.

After you go back, you can prepare for the shipment of the microphone glasses. In addition, you can find a candidate to take over your stall in Qiyu."

"In the brigade?"

"No, I need an outsider."

"For outsiders, I do have a suitable candidate. Do you want to bring him to meet you?"

Nan Yi waved his hand, "No, just be the boss. My existence is a secret and no outsider can know about it. From now on, the front man in the team will be Uncle Xian, and the front man outside will be you, Boss Xian."

Why should I ask you to become a Hong Kong businessman?

I just want to provide you with an insurance policy and also provide an insurance policy for Wenchangwei.

Next year, the food factory will be put into operation. If possible, I plan to operate the food factory into a joint venture between Wenchangwei Brigade and your Xianghuan Company.

You, Xiangguan Company, are in name only, but actually they still belong to the Wenchangwei Brigade; to be more precise, they belong to the Wenchangwei Brigade.

You should inform everyone about this when you get back. When I get back, I will elaborate on it at the meeting.

It's almost the end of the year. We'll set up shop on the 20th of this month. We'll finish the accounts of the garment factory as soon as possible and send me a telegram with the final figures."
Chapter completed!