Although there was a strong desire to complain inwardly, considering the customer in front of him was akin to God, the store manager swallowed those words back.
"Put yourself in someone else's shoes," he thought, "it's not easy being God, I should sympathize a bit."
——According to unofficial historical records, God once tried to grab Lao Da's jersey before he fell, but ultimately he found himself powerless.
Oh my man, God, what can I say?
Why is Lao Da so bad?
"Handsome, how would you like it cut?" After washing Lin Li's hair, the store manager asked him while draping the hair styling cloth over him.
"Just trim it a little, don't cut it too short." Lin Li slightly lifted his eyes, looking at the store manager in the mirror as he made his request.
"Alrighty!"
Though the store manager agreed quickly, Lin Li didn't let his guard down.
