"Ladies, we now have only two hours and forty minutes," Anton directed immediately into action. "Lucy, blow dry her hair... Jenny, please attend to Miss Gan's nails... Remember, I'm not just talking about the fingers... Facial mask, lip mask, neck mask, arm mask... put them all on... Oh, right... Lucy, did you apply a hair mask before starting the blow dry?" After receiving Lucy's affirmative answer, Anton finally breathed a sigh of relief, "Excellent, ladies, remember... I demand flawless perfection!"
Under Anton's command, several assistants circled Gan Yuan, attending to her like stars around the moon.
Blow drying, treatments, filing nails...
Sitting in the chair and glancing at herself in the mirror, Gan Yuan was about to arch an eyebrow when an assistant already reached for her brows with a pair of small tweezers.