Fortune Teller Master

Chapter 39

Zhang Qiao was like a proud peacock. He flicked his hair and then reached out to touch some strands of his hair. His intoxicated appearance made people can't bear to look at him directly. Principal Wang Qingfeng was very angry. He wanted to shave off the circle of hair on this man's head.

Obviously, he used the hair growth talisman first, so why did his hair grow faster than him?!!

Seeing Principal Wang's face as if he was constipated, Zhang Qiao felt very comfortable in his heart. For the first time in many years, he finally won in the contest regarding hair. Because of this, his 300,000 yuan was not spent in vain. When he goes to work tomorrow, he will become the middle-aged man with the most hair in the company. Just by thinking about it, he felt very happy!

"Principal Wang, thank you so much!" Zhang Qiao was so happy that his smile almost reached his ears: "Thank you for telling me that the little master can make hair growth talisman. Look at it, my hair grows out in just one night. It's really effective!"

Principal Wang Qingfeng showed a fake smile: "That fast. If people don't know the truth, they will think you went for a hair transplant."

The smile on Zhang Qiao's face stiffened for a moment, but then quickly countered: "How can hair transplant have such a good effect? Look at my thick black hair and touch it, you can feel that it is so smooth and charming. How can the hair transplant compare to my hair? Principal Wang, I think you have a little much white hair on your temples. Is it because the effect of hair growth talisman made of stone too slow?"

Principal Wang Qingfeng couldn't help but reach out to touch his temple. Actually, this spot became a little better after wearing the hair growth talisman. At that time, his hair on both sides was white. He looked like a person of more than fifty. Now it was only a little bit sporadic. When his hair grows out and turns black, he will definitely be more handsome than Zhang Qiao.

So what if he has thick black hair? Look at his fat belly, he doesn't look young at all!

Zhang Simiao saw Principal Wang Qingfeng unable to maintain even his fake smile. For fear that her father would make the matter of her living in school outrageous, she quickly walked over and squeezed between the two of them: "Principal, we are here today to apply for living in the dormitory... ..."

"Oh right, we are here to apply to live on campus!" Zhang Qiao slapped his thigh and laughed: "Look at me, I just talk about my hair, and forget about business."

Principal Wang Qingfeng took a deep breath to hide his anger: "You can apply directly to the class adviser to live on campus. What are you calling me here for?"

Zhang Simiao glanced at her father with some guilty conscience. She didn't know why his father had to call the principal. But now she understands it. He wanted to compare his hair with the principal. It was so naive.

Zhang Simiao no longer counts on his father's help. It's better to speak by herself: "Principal Wang, I have agreed with Lin Qingyin. We want to apply for a dormitory."

"Little Master wants to live with you?" Principal Wang's expression finally eased. He looked at Zhang Simiao a little more kindly: "The room arranged for Lin Qingyin in school happens to be for a single person. You will live with her so we will change it to twin rooms."

Principal Wang Qingfeng took Zhang Simiao to pay the accommodation fee, go through the formalities and take the key, and then sent her to the dormitory himself.

The dormitory of Dongfang International High School was second to none in Qi City. Each student has a separate south-facing bedroom. Three people share a living room, a dining room, and two bathrooms, refrigerator, washing machine, air conditioner, water dispenser, fan, and other facilities.