Zhang Jing immediately became wary and hastily signaled the several people inside with her eyes.
The group quickly hid all the money, then disguised themselves as if they were working.
Only then did Zhang Jing go out to open the door.
Outside stood a young man with both cheeks red from the cold, ceaselessly rubbing his hands. He looked at Zhang Jing as she came out and said, somewhat displeased, "Madam Boss, what's going on with you all? How can you do business with the doors shut in broad daylight?"
Zhang Jing smiled and invited the man inside while saying, "Isn't the wind outside so strong? Closing the door also keeps it warmer."
While speaking, she glanced over his shoulder, "Are you alone?"
"Uh-huh." The man looked around and then fixed his gaze on the barber's chair, "How much is it to wash and cut hair here?"
"Washing is 20, cutting is 50."
While saying it was not cheap, the man took out a hundred-dollar bill from his wallet.
"Make sure it's washed clean."
