This Bad Luck is Awesome!

That was exactly what Mark was thinking.

At first, his attention had been entirely on Xia Shiqing, so he hadn’t even noticed Chen Mo.

After all, Xia Shiqing always came alone. She had never brought anyone with her before.

Neither man nor woman.

But this time, Xia Shiqing had actually brought a handsome young man over and asked him to do his hair.

A hair salon wasn’t like other places. Platonic friends of the opposite sex might go out to eat, take a walk, or see a movie together.

But it was almost unheard of for them to go to a hair salon together. That was usually something couples did.

So he could hardly stop his mind from racing, assuming Chen Mo must be Xia Shiqing’s boyfriend.

The mere possibility sent a pang of disappointment and regret through him.

"And your last name, sir?"

A wry smile touched Mark’s lips as he asked politely.

"It’s Chen."

"Mr. Chen, please come with me."

Mark led Chen Mo to an empty chair and gestured for him to sit.

"Here, take your bag."

Chen Mo slipped the bag off his shoulder and handed it to Xia Shiqing.

"I’ll wait for you over there. Just use my membership when you’re done; there’s money on the card."

Xia Shiqing took her Gucci bag, said her piece, and went to sit on a sofa in the waiting area, pulling out her phone.

"Alright."

Hearing this, Chen Mo didn’t object.

Mark’s heart shattered at the sight.

’Xia Shiqing’s purse was being carried by Chen Mo!’

’And she was even letting Chen Mo use her membership card.’

’If they weren’t a couple, what were they?’

Sitting in the plush, comfortable chair, Chen Mo saw Mark’s heartbroken expression and resentful gaze in the mirror before him.

At this sight, Chen Mo’s heart skipped a beat.

’Oh, crap.’

’Is this guy, Mark, going to take his personal grudge out on me?’

’I hope he doesn’t pull a "Tony" and give me some kind of avant-garde disaster haircut.’

"Mr. Chen, do you have any particular requirements for your hairstyle?"

Mark asked, following standard procedure.

"Give me a hairstyle that says ’ten million net worth.’ Other than that, you have free rein."

Chen Mo said to Mark after a moment’s thought.

’His net worth was only two million right now, but that didn’t stop him from taking out a ’loan’ for the other eight.’

’Besides, when you’re out in the world, your status is whatever you make it.’

’And his net worth was definitely going to hit ten million soon anyway. He was just getting the haircut in advance.’

’It would save him a trip back to change his style later.’

"How much?"

Mark had been carefully observing Chen Mo’s head shape and features in the mirror, and he almost lost his professional composure at Chen Mo’s words.

’A ten-million net worth at such a young age?’

’Even here in Modu, that had to be as rare as a hen’s teeth, right?’

’Could that be how he won Xia Shiqing’s heart?’

’Looks like I’m just way out of his league.’

"Can’t be done?"

Seeing the other man freeze, Chen Mo thought his request might have been too outrageous.

"I... I can."

Mark snapped out of his dejection and started contemplating how to create a hairstyle for a man with a ten-million net worth.

He thought back to the husbands of his female clients. Some of them indeed had a net worth of ten million, or even more.

But those clients didn’t need their hair styled—they barely had any to begin with.

After some thought, he drew on his professional expertise, taking into account Chen Mo’s head shape and features, and designed a look that would suit him.

He first had someone wash Chen Mo’s hair, then began the meticulous cut.

You had to admit, the fact that Xia Shiqing endorsed him meant Mark was the real deal.

His fingers and the scissors danced across Chen Mo’s hair, a blur of dizzying motion.

So, Chen Mo decided to just close his eyes and let him work.

"Mr. Chen, your ten-million-net-worth look is ready."

Half an hour later, Mark admired his work in the mirror and announced to Chen Mo with a great sense of achievement.

Chen Mo opened his eyes and looked at his reflection in the mirror.

He had been leaning back slightly, but one look was enough to make him sit bolt upright.

’Holy crap, was that really him?’

’Damn, I look this good?’

Especially paired with the outfit Xia Shiqing had picked out for him today, he looked like a completely different person.

’A total dreamboat, all about the vibes.’

’No wonder they say online that a new hairstyle can make you a new person. It was no exaggeration.’

His eyes widened as he stared at his reflection, full of surprise and delight.

’Who said anything about him holding a grudge? This Mark guy is amazing!’

"I’m very satisfied. I’ll ask for you next time."

Chen Mo, in a great mood, nodded in satisfaction.

"Thank you for your trust."

Mark’s smile was somewhat bitter.

If Chen Mo hadn’t been his goddess’s boyfriend, he would have been thrilled to receive such a glowing review.

"Let’s check out. How much is it?"

Chen Mo decided he would come back to see Mark every so often from now on.

The man was truly skilled.

"1,199 yuan. Just give them Miss Xia’s phone number at the front desk."

Mark began packing up his personal tools, preparing for a somber retreat.

"How much?"

Hearing the number, Chen Mo thought he must be hearing things.

1,199 yuan?

He didn’t get it dyed or permed.

Just a cut and style was 1,199?

’Isn’t this damn robbery?’

"Is something wrong? That’s always been our price. The hairstyling business is tough, sometimes..."

Mark was about to ask Chen Mo if he’d gotten a raise, but remembering the man’s ten-million net worth, the words died in his throat.

"It’s nothing."

Hearing Mark’s words, Chen Mo snapped back to reality.

He was still stuck in his old way of thinking; his perspective hadn’t yet adjusted to his newfound wealth.

It was unrealistic to compare this salon to the cheap barbershops he was used to.

Considering the salon’s location, decor, service, and level of skill, it would have gone out of business long ago if a styling session only cost a few dozen yuan.

Besides, he felt the salon’s ambiance, service, and professionalism were all quite high.

The brand-new man looking back at him from the mirror was the best proof.

The price was indeed a bit steep, but he could afford it, so it wasn’t an issue.

He really did need to change his mindset and spending habits.

He had to make sure his mindset and perception grew in sync with his wealth.

"Mr. Chen, the salon is running a promotion right now. If you load 10,000 onto a card, you get an extra 5,000 for free. It’s a really good deal."

Mark figured Chen Mo was definitely a big spender. Since he had no chance with his goddess, he might as well get her boyfriend to help him boost his sales figures.

It would be a small consolation, at least.

"Really?"

"Guaranteed."

"Then can I get 500 for loading 1,000?"

"No."

"..."

Chen Mo thought about it and realized it was actually a good idea.

’I’ll definitely need to come back for a styling every so often to keep up my fashionable image.’

’And I might bring other girls here in the future. I can’t just use Xia Shiqing’s membership card for them, can I?’

’That would be a bit of a low move.’

"Alright, let’s do it."

Chen Mo had made up his mind.

Soon, Mark was leading Chen Mo to the front desk to get him signed up for a membership.

Chen Mo directly loaded 10,000 yuan onto the card. With the added 5,000 bonus, the total came to 15,000.

This time, he didn’t use Xia Shiqing’s card, paying with his own.

"Mr. Chen, let’s add each other on WeChat. Just give me a heads-up next time you plan to come in."

Mark said, taking out his phone.

"OK."

After the two exchanged WeChat contacts, Chen Mo went to the waiting area and found Xia Shiqing sitting on the sofa, looking over some reports on her phone.

"All done. Let’s go get dinner."

Chen Mo said with a smile, patting her on the shoulder.

He had promised to treat her to dinner, and after a day of shopping and getting his hair done, he was starting to feel hungry.

It was perfect timing, as it was already dinnertime.

"Hm?"

Xia Shiqing looked up, and she froze for a second when she saw Chen Mo.

A flicker of surprise crossed her features. The change in him was truly dramatic.

"Not bad, right?"

Seeing the surprise on her pretty face, Chen Mo felt a surge of narcissism and tilted his chin up slightly.

"You’re handsome. You’d be even more so if you weren’t so full of yourself."

Xia Shiqing blinked her bright eyes and, after a moment’s thought, delivered her serious critique.

"My bad."

Chen Mo immediately lowered his chin.

’I got carried away.’

’Being smug ruins everything.’