Chapter 7: Meeting Again

Xu Rong looked up and smiled at him. "What? Is it too little?"

"No, it's too much!" Li Weijie said frankly. "I know that many hairstylists and image designers only earn a few thousand yuan per month. I'm just an assistant hairstylist now, and I haven't generated any profits yet. How can I receive such a high salary?"

In his small barber shop, he only earned one or two thousand yuan per month. Ten thousand yuan would be equivalent to half a year's income.

Although Li Weijie wanted to prove his abilities with money and knew that top hairstylists earned far more than ten thousand yuan, he didn't want Xu Rong to spend too much on him.

Besides, his skills had not yet been recognized by the clients.

Xu Rong looked at Li Weijie and said seriously after a moment, "A-Jie, based on your words alone, you deserve this salary."

Li Weijie was taken aback.

"Hehe, attitude determines everything. By the way, what you said is true.

The consumption levels differ in different places, and the standards of hair salons and hairdressers vary as well.

So hairstylists are earning eight thousand, five thousand, or even three thousand or two thousand yuan.

But do you think that a hairstylist earning two thousand yuan per month is on the same level as the hairstylists at Shijue?" Xu Rong said with a smile that seemed half-joking.

Li Weijie thought for a moment. He hadn't seen the level of hairstylists here yet, but judging from the scale of "Shijue" and its reputation as the top salon in City A, it couldn't be compared to ordinary hair salons.

It was impossible to hire capable hairstylists for two or three thousand yuan.

"An internationally renowned hairstylist or image designer can earn an annual salary of several hundred thousand US dollars, and even more for the well-known ones.

The annual salary for an assistant hairstylist at Shijue ranges from 120,000 to 200,000 yuan. To be a bit arrogant, our assistants at Shijue can serve as chief hairstylists in ordinary hair salons!" Xu Rong confidently said, and it was true.

Many assistants at Shijue were pillars of their respective salons before joining Shijue.

Li Weijie involuntarily nodded, believing her words.

"The probation period for ordinary assistants is an 8,000 yuan salary, with a three-month probation period, and the remuneration will be discussed separately after passing. I have confidence in you, so your probation period will be one month, with a temporary salary of 10,000 yuan," Xu Rong shrugged.

"I think it's reasonable. Hehe, don't worry, at this moment, I'm not considering it from a friend's perspective, but from a boss's perspective."

Since he couldn't refuse, he could only accept it. However, a slightly higher salary was not something difficult to accept.

Li Weijie felt a little relieved.

"Thank you, Sister Rong. I will work hard."

"Alright, take a careful look at the contract." Xu Rong handed the prepared contract to Li Weijie and then made an internal call.

The contract was not too strict, and Li Weijie trusted Xu Rong, so he didn't read it carefully. He glanced over it briefly and signed his name on it.

At that moment, a young man dressed as an assistant hairstylist knocked on the door and entered.

"Ms. Xu, did you call for me?" the person said respectfully.

Xu Rong nodded and said to Li Weijie, "Jie, this is Manager Sun Mo. He manages the affairs on the first floor of the shop. He will take you to work later."

Then she turned to Sun Mo and said, "Manager Sun, this is Mr. Li Weijie, my newly hired assistant hairstylist. Please arrange his work tasks and inform him of the relevant information."

"Sure, Mr. Li, please follow me," Sun Mo replied respectfully and immediately led Li Weijie downstairs.

As they descended, the two greeted each other again. Sun Mo guided Li Weijie through a careful tour of the first floor, including the work area and customer lounge that Li Weijie had seen earlier, as well as the staff lounge, changing room, and cashier area that he hadn't seen.

After familiarizing himself with the environment, Sun Mo provided Li Weijie with two sets of shirts and bow ties, which served as their work uniforms.

All assistant hairstylists wore the same attire.

As a newcomer, Li Weijie followed the arrangement and changed into the clothes, waiting outside for customers to arrive.

Observing all the staff members closely, Li Weijie noticed that both the apprentices and assistants were handsome men and beautiful women.

Along with their uniform attire and excellent service attitude, it was truly captivating. He could often see many people outside peering through the glass.

Although Li Weijie didn't possess a devastatingly attractive appearance, he still looked decent. Standing among everyone, he could be considered a handsome guy and wouldn't be a liability.

On his first day of work, Li Weijie was initially full of confidence and enthusiasm. However, he was surprised when Sun Mo didn't assign him any clients.

Each customer was taken care of by other assistants, and he could only observe from the sidelines.

Later, Sun Mo explained to him that he should first observe and understand the workflow, including the approximate time required for various hairstyles, which tasks could be delegated to apprentices, and which had to be completed by oneself.

He also needed to understand the customers' needs, how to find a balance between their requests and their conditions, and how to communicate with different types of clients.

Li Weijie felt a bit frustrated, thinking that they could have simply told him these things directly. Why waste this time?

However, after observing for three days, he realized that some things couldn't be described in fixed language. They required adaptability and mastering of skills.

Through observation and learning, he gained valuable experience beyond hairstyling, but he still needed practical application to fully grasp it.

In the blink of an eye, Li Weijie had been working at Shijue for over a week, actively participating in the job for a few days and gradually adapting to it.

His hair-cutting skills and hairstyling abilities had gained recognition from his colleagues and the shop manager, Sun Mo.

Of course, Sun Mo would report this to Xu Rong.

On this afternoon, Li Weijie was in a good mood because he had been busy these days, which made him feel fulfilled and helped him overcome the melancholy from his failed relationship.

Moreover, tomorrow he would finally have a day off, so he was feeling good.

"A-Jie," Sun Mo approached him. "There's an important client who wants you to do their hair. Be careful!"

"What kind of important client requires extra caution?" Li Weijie was curious.

"Hehe, not difficult to handle, I mean you should pay extra attention," Sun Mo gestured upwards.

"This is an important regular customer. Normally, one of the senior stylists would serve her, but she didn't make an appointment today, and all the senior stylists are busy. So... I highly recommended you, so make sure to provide excellent service."

"No problem," Li Weijie nodded, thinking that since she approved of an assistant doing her hair, she shouldn't be too demanding of us.

Sun Mo led Li Weijie to a hairdressing seat and respectfully said, "Miss Su, this is the assistant I recommended. If you're not satisfied, I will immediately arrange for someone else."

The beautiful girl sitting in the chair was looking left and right in the mirror, not paying attention to Sun Mo's words.

"Alright, alright."

Sun Mo politely nodded and glanced at Li Weijie before stepping away.

"Miss, hello. What kind of hairstyle would you like?" Li Weijie approached the beautiful girl from behind and asked politely in a low voice.

The beautiful girl caught sight of Li Weijie in the mirror, hesitated for a moment, and leaned closer to the mirror, examining him closely. Then she suddenly turned around and said, "Is it you?"

Li Weijie was momentarily stunned. Do I know you? He took a closer look and suddenly remembered a figure. He blurted out, "It's not me!"

"Haha! It's you, you rotten hooligan!"

The beautiful girl was none other than the girl Li Weijie had encountered on the street when he first arrived, the one driving the pink sports car.

At first, she was a bit doubtful, but upon hearing Li Weijie's denial, she immediately confirmed it.