699: Hair Salon Girl (2 More)

The two gay men, regardless of their age, were even more embarrassed than Xia Xiaolan when they suddenly came to such a place.

In 1985, the social atmosphere has not broken down to the end. Although there are small hair salons selling dog meat with sheep's heads, there must be gay men who are looking for flowers and willows. Otherwise, there will be no room for small hair salons to survive.

But there are still many serious people in the society. The behavior of looking for hair salon girls is worse than messing with men and women. Comrade Xiao Wang will blush when he is approached by hair salon girls.

It simply treats the other party as a beast of a flood.

Li Dongliang also felt that Xia Xiaolan did not understand and did not want to speak too thoroughly, polluting Miss Xia's ears.

But I don't want Miss Xia, a tender-faced old driver, who has even watched Thai ladyboy performances. Listening to the hair salon girl Jiao Di Di soliciting customers is nothing. Xia Xiaolan won't go down on these people, but she won't tout these hair salon girls... Men always have some plot to save the wind and dust, and there will always be people on the forums of later generations who speak for sex workers. Comrades are more valuable.

There are those who have no choice but to fall into the dust, and more are those who prefer to do nothing.

It's not good to have hands and feet to do something. If you want to make money easily and quickly in this business, then don't be a bitch and want to build an archway. Many people were forced at first, but then they took the initiative and acted as accomplices to harm other people.

The red light district in 1985 was still too rudimentary. The dark glass door made the store’s situation looming. Several posters of Hong Kong and Taiwan stars were posted on the glass. The dim light and the dirty environment made Xia Xiaolan turn around after only two glances. Open your face.

"Brother Wang, drive faster."

Li Dongliang rolled down the window of the passenger cab, "Let go, we won't lose money if we are brought under the wheels later."

Li Dongliang's face was sullen, and the scene was too embarrassing for the hair salon girl who was soliciting customers. She grumbled in dissatisfaction, glanced into the car, and saw Xia Xiaolan in the back seat.

It turned out that there was a woman there, and the salon girl knew that the business couldn't be done. She let go of the rear-view mirror, and Xiao Wang didn't dare to stop. As soon as he stepped on the accelerator, he rushed forward. There were laughter from the salon girl all the way.

Xia Xiaolan didn't care too much when she saw the hair salon girl who stopped the car scolding and walked back to the store.

Mr. Xia's business is innocent, and he doesn't think he will be involved with these hair salon girls. She didn't know, it was really involved.

The hair salon girl didn't attract customers, and was scolded by the thin young man in the shop: "Xiao Li, your performance this month is not good, is it itchy?"

Xiao Li didn't dare to talk back, she was afraid of being beaten.

She also has money to pick up customers. Although the store pumps a lot of water, the rest of the hair salon girls are still paid more than ordinary people. It was this line of newcomers that came out in large numbers, and Xiaoli felt that it was quite threatening. For example, when a newcomer was sent a few days ago, Xiaoli couldn't understand the attitude of the store.

She leaned forward and smiled and flirted with the thin young man: "Brother Feng, when will the one locked in our backyard go to work?"

To work is to pick up customers.

Before picking up the guests, Brother Feng would try it out first, and sometimes he would call for friends. The newcomer was beaten and hungry, but Brother Feng didn't touch it. Xiao Li felt very strange.

That's because the boss told him that he couldn't move for the time being.

Brother Feng didn't understand either, and thought that the woman the boss liked was thrown into the shop for training if she didn't obey.

But looking at it like that, in fact, she is not that beautiful, and she is not as slender as Xiaoli in front of her. I don't know that the boss's aesthetic is so strange.

"Don't care what you shouldn't care about!"

The more Brother Feng said this, the more curious Xiaoli became. There was no business for a while in the afternoon, and Xiao Li sneaked into the backyard, opened a locked door, and lay alone on the bed. Xiaoli poked her with chopsticks: "Hey, are you dead?"

The person on the bed snorted twice and curled up into a ball, this was the fear of being beaten.

If you don't obey, you will fight and you will be hungry. This is the way to train people in the store. It has been handed down for thousands of years. But this method works. If you say you don't want to eat, you really don't give a grain of rice. Except for not slapping your face, you can slap your legs and back with a thin stick.

No matter how determined the will is, it will not last long.

Why did Xia Hongxia persist for so long?

It's not what she wants to insist at all!

Ever since I woke up and found myself being sent to the hair salon, I didn't understand my situation at first. From the window where the iron bars were welded, I saw Xiao Li and the others taking men to other rooms in the backyard. There will be a shy voice in the room - Xia Hongxia is only one year younger than Xia Xiaolan, and she is a big girl who can marry in the countryside. The long-tongued women in Dahe Village often make some dirty jokes when washing clothes by the river. Xia Hongxia may not understand. .

She didn't understand it before, but now that she has an object, she also understands.

Xia Hongxia is the kind of person who is lazy and has zero willpower. She wants to eat well, even if the family suffers from famine, she will not go without food for a few days, let alone be beaten.

Xia Hongxia didn't resist for too long. If Brother Feng asked her to pick up the guest, she might just give up.

Brother Ke Feng only beat people and didn't say a word about picking up guests. Xia Hongxia curled up on the bed, feeling that she couldn't live this day, so she raised her eyes to look at Xiao Li: "My second uncle is rich, he is in Peng. Cheng, send me a letter and ask him to come..."

Before the word "Save me" was said, Xiao Li ran faster than a rabbit with a cigarette in her hand.

In the hair salon, there is jealousy and jealousy, but it is not good to tip off. If you are caught, you will be beaten to death.

Xia Hongxia was in pain all over her body, and she was so hungry that she didn't even have the strength to beat the bed.

She lay on the pillow and cried, blame the traffickers, and also blame Xia Dajun

If someone sends a letter to the village, she is obviously a target in the county seat. If the second uncle does not send the letter, why would she think of marrying a Hong Konger? It will not be dizzy and sent here!

Why didn't the second uncle come to save her?

Besides she was sent here, what about her parents?

Those bad people will not even sell her milk, and no one will buy the old lady!

Xia Hongxia only hoped that someone could escape and rescue her from the fire pit.

She lay still on the bed, and Brother Feng kicked the door open, "Get up, get ready to work, we don't have free food here!"

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There are many brick factories in the area adjacent to Yangcheng and the Special Economic Zone.

Pengcheng is developing vigorously, and building a house will definitely require bricks, which are heavy and clumsy, and are usually bought nearby. Those who were able to open brick factories were all powerful local people. Wang Jingui and Xia Hongbing were sold to different brick factories.

Xia Hongxia didn't pick up customers, because Cao Liu took care of her. Don't touch Xia Hongxia for the time being, and you have to exchange Xia Hongxia for money.

Wang Jingui and Xia Hongbing didn't have such a good life. It is certain that they were beaten and starved. These two people were originally cowards. They were cleaned up in less than two days and worked obediently in the brick factory.

It's really tiring, even harder than farming!

But what can I do? There are several big wolf dogs in the yard of the brick factory, and there are vicious thugs supervising the work. Xia Hongbing can't do it if he wants to. His shoulders were frayed, and his hands were scarred. He wanted to cry while carrying the bricks: Second brother, you enjoy happiness in Pengcheng, do you know what pain I suffered!