"The color should not be too exaggerated, it should be brown."
Tony picked up a strand of hair and looked at it, then smiled: "You are very white, don't you think about lighter colors?"
Zheng Yu'an raised his head from the color card and smiled at the mirror in front of him: "No, my hair color can't be conspicuous in this job, let's make it darker."
Three years at the counter, two years as an account manager and two years as a secondment to the CBRC. After returning home, Zheng Yu'an went straight to his career and finally took the position of director of the corporate department of JS Bank in March this year.
The bank has always been a place where seniority and resources are spent, and Zheng Yu'an's luck is really not bad to be able to climb to the middle and senior management level in eight years.
After a busy start in early May, Zheng Yuan had time to get his hair done at a barber shop he knew well. Tony was the second owner of the shop. After working together for a long time, he was the one who knew his hair shape best. a few words.
"I'm going to call you President Zheng in the future." Tony was a bit of a motherfucker, and pointed the orchid to soften him, "You haven't come for a long time, our business is not good."
Zheng Yuan tilted his head slightly to help him take care of it, and said with his eyes closed: "Nonsense, if I make an appointment in advance, which round will I get today."
The central location of the lake west of the park, the price of the pavement is very high. If you can open a shop here, there are two or three brushes, four, five or six brushes should be used. Tony's NIHOME style is Japanese style, and white-collar customers account for 100%. Of the eighty, you have to make an appointment for styling, and female patrons appreciate it very much.
Zheng Yu'an's hair was originally soft, he was naturally curly, and his short hair felt like it had been permed. After cutting it neatly, many people around couldn't help but look at him openly or secretly.
Tony motioned for him to flush.
Zheng Yu'an stood up, his height was superior, and his proportions were close to perfect. His long legs wrapped in jeans were pleasing to the eye, but what was more attractive was his skin, double eyelids, and high browbones. Zheng Yu'an looked a bit mixed-race from the side, occasionally. When eating out, he was also approached and asked if he was a foreigner.
"Handsome guys have the privilege here." Tony rubbed his scalp diligently, "especially a handsome guy like President Zheng."
Zheng Yu'an is used to hearing such compliments. From the beginning with the most elementary aesthetic awareness, no matter where he goes or whoever he sees, the other person can be attracted by his appearance at a glance, even the one who just joined the bank as a teller. For a while, he also took advantage of a lot of work because of his outstanding appearance.
A bunch of people in the accounting department have been rolling and crawling in the red dust for half a lifetime. They have seen Iron Lady who has more money than people. As long as they see him coming to lend a loan, they can feel tender and tender. To be likable.
Tony finally dyed him brown-gray, and although the bangs were cut short, they didn't copy them, which made Zheng Yu'an, who was not wearing formal clothes, look much younger than his actual age.
Zheng Yuan straightened his collar and went to the counter to swipe his card. Tony followed and asked him, "Would you like to have a drink in the evening?"
"I can't go to the bar you went to." Zheng Yu'an glanced at him with a calm smile.
Tony wasn't embarrassed to be dismantled, so he sighed regretfully.
Zheng Yu'an patted him on the shoulder: "If you want to drink, you can find a food stall. You can ask me on WeChat when you are free."
Tony was overjoyed, got up again, and poked his finger on his shoulder: "Mr. Zheng, you are really bad, it took a long time for people to give up."
Zheng Yu'an laughed: "If the boss hears what you said, I will probably be banned from my next appointment."
Tony daringly threw an eyebrow at him, and said indifferently, "You're a straight man, he won't worry about it."
Zheng Yu'an found out that he was also attractive to the same sex from the mouth of his previous girlfriend.
Andai is the only one of Zheng Yu'an's girlfriends who is engaged in art. She owns a curatorial media company and travels across the country to hold art exhibitions every year. Zheng Yu'an has also attended once or twice when she is in contact with her, and the most impressive one is a private villa. In the pottery art exchange meeting, he met the pottery artist Bai Jian under the recommendation of Andai.
Andai behaved very gossip in front of Bai Jian: "Yu An is your ideal type."
Zheng Yu'an didn't react for a while, he looked at Bai Jian, who was a handsome man with a gentle and elegant temperament.
"It's a pity he's a straight man." Bai Jian didn't deny the ideal type, he was generous, "Do you mind?"
Zheng Yu'an naturally understood: "Of course I don't mind."
He really doesn't mind, homosexuality is not uncommon for him, and Zheng Yu'an is even less rigid. He has two years of experience in international student exchange, and he went to the UK. You can always know something.
Mr. An Dai said that he was an atypical straight man. After a long time of contact, he knew that Zheng Yu'an was not a slapstick with only a face.
"Your boyfriend is a gentleman," Shirao said with envy, "confident, full of charm, more attractive than his face."
Unfortunately, Andy broke up with him.
"You're so kind." Zheng Yu'an always remembered what Andai said to him at the end, "I feel that women still prefer bad men."
It's good for Zheng Yu'an, he doesn't have a face-breaking ex.
Andai still has friends and friendship with him to this day. After Bai Jian, he came to Suzhou several times to hold a personal pottery exhibition, and the three of them would get together from time to time.
Artists always seem to like to drink coffee, and every time Zheng Yuan meets them, they are in a newly opened or niche boutique cafe.
Sparrow is on Shiquan Street. The store is not big. There are iron benches against the wall at the entrance. Because it is very close to the University of Su, many young students will come to visit the store, take some photos, and then send them to the circle of friends. .
"I just sent away Boss Tang." Andai was wearing a plain pleated dress with a plain black upper body. "She also asked me about you."
There are many rich people who come to Sparrow, and Boss Tang is one of them. A high-net-worth client of JS Bank, his family runs antique finance. He has business dealings with Andai and has been a good friend for more than ten years.
Zheng Yu'an asked for a cup of Kenya, he took out a cigarette and handed one to Andy.
The woman swallowed the clouds elegantly: "You are too attractive."
Zheng Yu'an: "Boss Tang is a busy man, so he just came over to buy a cup of coffee, and he will ask me when he sees you."
Andy laughed, she held her head with the cigarette in her hand, and sighed: "Why are you so good."
Zheng Yu'an said jokingly: "I'm so good, don't you still want me?"
Andai's character was a little sensitive and inferior in the past, but Zheng Yu'an has always been tolerant. Women are always more delicate and sharp, and when they meet a too perfect object, their feelings of love will be much lighter.
When the two of them were dating, they didn't seem to be in love, so they were more comfortable when they returned to friends.
"If you weren't a straight man, Bai Jian would probably have shot earlier." Andi looked very relaxed after smoking a cigarette, "You know, he's coming to Suzhou to open a studio."
Zheng Yuan took a sip of coffee and was a little surprised: "Are you sure?"
Andai nodded: "The government here is supported by a cultural fund, taxes and everything are very cost-effective, and the atmosphere is good. He has long wanted to come."
"That's good." Zheng Yuan smiled, "I'll have him come to our bank to open an account later."
An Dai glanced at him angrily: "How can Mr. Zheng like this little money?"
Zheng Yu'an said: "That's different. Friendship is different."
Andy seemed to be nauseous by his delicate gentleness, and shook his arms pretentiously.
It was not very hot in May. After Baijian came, the three of them talked for a while. The sparrow shop was small, and when there were many people in the afternoon, the environment became noisy, and Zheng Yuan considered sitting outside.
He seems to have been in the service industry for a long time, and even if he is a leader, he still has a calm and considerate, or the kind that comes out of his bones, and the subtleties are not noticed.
For example, if Bai Jian does not smoke, Zheng Yuan will not smoke in front of him.
This habit does not distinguish between men and women here in Zheng Yu'an, as Bai Jian said, he is indeed a gentleman.
Affected by him, Andi smoked with another group of people a little further away. She changed to a different type of popping beads. In fact, she prefers spicy ones compared to Zheng Yu'an's well-behaved Su Yan.
Bai Jian and Zheng Yu'an talked about opening an account, and they talked about it in general, and Bai Jian knew it.
"The government has supported projects, and we will connect with the government." Zheng Yu'an put one hand in his trouser pocket and the other holding a coffee cup. He was half a head taller than Bai Jian. At this moment, he lowered his chin slightly and looked at people with gentle eyes, "Teacher The work is so excellent, there is nothing to worry about.”
Bai Jian was a little warm to him. Zheng Yuan had been calling him teacher since he knew him, and occasionally called him "Mr. Bai" when he needed an introduction in formal occasions.
"Mr. Zheng, don't call me teacher, I'm sorry."
Zheng Yuan raised his arm and took a sip of coffee. He was wearing a cotton and linen shirt with his sleeves rolled up to his elbows, revealing his beautiful forearms. He said, "It's polite for the teacher to call me President Zheng."