Today, Chi Qing was a whole new woman

Chi Qing watched Manager Yang struggle to keep up his customer-service routine and secretly chuckled. Making a living wasn't easy for anyone.

Chi Qing didn't make things difficult for him and volunteered, "Teacher Yang, I haven't been here in ages. My surname is Chi." "Ah, Ms. Chi, yes, I knew you looked familiar." The manager clearly still hadn't remembered her, but he was still trying.

"What would you like to do with your hair today?" Teacher Yang began his professional consultation. "I'd like a color and a perm. Could you recommend a style that would suit me?"

Chi Qing said. She had always been easygoing and didn't fuss over details, so she generally didn't have very specific requests.

"Sure," Teacher Yang said. After asking Chi Qing to remove her mask so he could examine her face shape, he showed her several pictures as suggestions. In the end, Chi Qing chose a Hong Kong-style collarbone-length perm and an understated, chic dark chestnut color.

Then Chi Qing readily topped up her account with 20,000 yuan and signed up for the salon's diamond VIP card.

In the past, a 4,000-yuan annual membership had scared Chi Qing so much that she hadn't dared return for a second visit. Now, she actually felt that 20,000 yuan wasn't expensive. So, sure enough, expensive and cheap weren't absolutes; the amount was only a relative number.

Chi Qing's 20,000 yuan cemented her status as a mysterious rich woman and also earned her supreme service;

This included, but wasn't limited to, assorted snacks replenished every little while, various handsome trainees checking on her needs from time to time, meticulous attention to her hair during the perm, and a deluxe boxed lunch courtesy of the salon.

Yes, following the principle of never passing up free food, Chi Qing stayed and ate the salon's boxed lunch.

Finally, after four hours, Chi Qing's new hairstyle was fresh out of the oven.

Teacher Yang really was a professional. Chi Qing was actually 1.65 meters tall, but judging by her face, she looked as though she would be 1.70 meters. She was the type who hadn't looked pretty during puberty but grew increasingly elegant after twenty-five as her collagen slowly diminished-what people called beauty in the bone structure.

Paired with the retro Hong Kong-style collarbone-length cut, she instantly looked full of elegance, while the loose curls lent a hint of allure.

"This hairstyle goes well with makeup. It'll look even prettier," Teacher Yang reminded her.

"Okay." Chi Qing used to wear makeup regularly, too, and had loved putting together a different outfit to go out in every day.

But after getting into a relationship, she had gradually been brainwashed by her boyfriend Zhao Feng's theory that going without makeup was more natural. She had started getting lazy about makeup and dressing as casually and plainly as possible.

Thinking back, my brain must have been broken. That fucking Zhao Feng was obviously just afraid he'd have to buy me makeup and clothes!

After leaving the salon, with hairstylists of various ages warmly seeing her off, Chi Qing struggled to squeeze her Cayenne out of its parking space.

Then Chi Qing stepped on the gas and sped toward the upscale shopping mall where she had bought her bag last time.

On the way, Chi Qing had already decided what to buy. If a woman could have only one coat in her wardrobe, it had to be a MaxMara.

And Chi Qing had always wanted a MaxMara 101801 coat. Although buying through an overseas shopping agent was cheaper, if she bought it now, she could wear it right away.

Carrying her Chanel bag, Chi Qing entered MaxMara and received an enthusiastic welcome from a sales associate.

After Chi Qing bought two 101801 coats without the slightest hesitation, one in classic camel and one in dark iron gray, at 30,000 yuan apiece, the sales associate's enthusiasm practically shot through the roof.

After all, in a third-tier city like Cloud City, making sales in physical stores really was rather difficult. More often, people came to try things on, then found someone to buy them overseas.

After all, during overseas sale seasons such as Black Friday, the biggest discounts could bring prices down to forty or fifty percent of retail. That price difference was far from small.

So an easygoing sucker like Chi Qing-oh, no, a God of Wealth-really was a rare sight.