250 Raids: There's a girl next door

She is really not the kind of person who can bear it.

Forbearance a moment, calm, take a step back, a brighter future!

She, Zhang Mofei, wasn't ready enough to say this.

"let's go."

After speaking coldly, she strode towards the gate of the mall.

There was constant scolding behind him.

Why bother with the brainless, she wants to find the culprit who made these people brainless.

After leaving the gate of the shopping mall, she looked back through the glass at the activities that were still going on inside, and pulled her lips fiercely.

With arms crossed, he leaned against the stone pillar at the door.

Temporarily calmed down his mood.

She entered the mall again, and under the witness of everyone, she went to the women's clothing area on the third floor.

After changing her clothes and putting on her makeup, there happened to be a beauty salon on the third floor, so she simply went in to wash her hair.

There are not many customers in the hair salon, and the decoration is high-end and elegant. The barbers inside are all handsome guys, and any one they pull out is the height of a model.

Zhang Mofei brought two bodyguards into the hairdressing salon with great momentum.

"Welcome." The female customer came, and two handsome hairdressers greeted her with smiles.

Sitting down at a random place, Zhang Mofei shook the curtain of her head in front of the mirror, "Wash your hair."

A handsome barber stood behind her and served her.

Loosen her hair and start dry shampooing her.

Zhang Mofei closed her eyes and enjoyed the head massage.

Two bodyguards stood beside her, busy with Zhang Mofei explaining their work with their mobile phones in their hands.

The downstairs activities are coming to an end.

One of the bodyguards bent down to Zhang Mofei's ear and whispered, "Miss, I found out that she is an artist under Tianyi's banner. She has only one work and has had many endorsements. She is very popular at the moment, and some gossip revealed that she has a strong backing. "

After the report, he stood up straight and took a step back.

"Oh? God's will?" Zhang Mofei narrowed her eyes slightly, her slender fingers carelessly tapped rhythmically on the armrest of the chair.

The other hand rested his chin thoughtfully.

"You're not famous, are you?"

She looked up and asked the bouncer who was talking to her.

The handsome hairdresser is still massaging her head.

The bodyguard replied, "Miss, the key is her strong backing. Gossip says that the person behind the scenes invested in her debut work."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Zhang Mofei with the expression of "Miss, you have to think twice".

Zhang Mofei nodded, "Oh, it should be taken care of by some rich man, I know."

She has seen this kind of people a lot, those who are unspoken by directors, those who are unspoken by rich people, anyway, they are unspoken for the sake of their future.

After washing her hair, her long hair was blown in big waves, with a touch of flaxen color, hanging down her back, soft and shiny.

After paying, she walked to the escalator and looked sideways at the activity site downstairs.

Also crowded like bee chrysalis.

'Huh' snorted coldly, and said disdainfully, "Eighty percent of the people are paid sailors."

After speaking, she stepped up the escalator and went downstairs.

Two bodyguards were sent by her to carry out the task.

When she reached the first floor, she shook off the big wavy hair on her back, giving her a completely new look.

She really wanted to yell at the crowd, 'I, Sanhan Hu, is back', but she was more domineering than Sanhan Hu, and it was a bit presumptuous to say that she was Sanhan Hu.

After standing in the dark and watching for four or five minutes, two bodyguards returned to her.

The two of them carried four iron buckets in four hands, which were filled with brown liquid and were still steaming.

Cursing her lips, Zhang Mofei smiled in satisfaction, then winked at the two bodyguards.