129: Tony, you're not kidding, are you?

Tony didn't think too much about it. He frowned and asked, "What time is Yang Mi's appointment?"

"5 PM." The assistant couldn't help but ask, "Miss Yang Mi is very influential now. If we cancel her appointment and she gets upset, wouldn't that affect our salon's reputation?"

When Tony heard this, his expression instantly became serious.

He leaned against the makeup mirror, and the image of Lei Jun involuntarily surfaced in his mind.

Her unique silver hair seemed woven from moonlight, and whenever it was styled, fine glimmers could be seen within the strands.

Her features weren't deliberately sweet; they carried a cool sense of detachment, yet they were refined in every detail. Her profile, in particular, looked like a work of art meticulously outlined by God.

More importantly, every time Lei Jun sat in his styling chair, even if she was just quietly looking into the mirror, it instantly sparked countless ideas in him. The styles and combinations he usually couldn't think of would naturally appear the moment he saw her.

"You don't understand," Tony said slowly, his tone carrying a near-reverent seriousness. "Miss Lei is different from Yang Mi. She is my Muse, the source of all my inspiration."

"Every time I style her, I feel like I'm not working, but completing a piece of art. Yang Mi is indeed a superstar; collaboration brings fame and profit, but for me, the creative impulse Miss Lei provides is priceless."

He added, "Moreover, Miss Lei's background is far beyond what we can imagine. Do you remember the jewelry she wore last time?"

"Any single piece was worth tens of millions, and her guards even included people from Bureau 749. For a person of such stature to trust me with her hair is my honor. How can I let anything else interfere?"

Tony picked up his phone and scrolled through the screen, looking for Yang Mi's contact information.

"I will personally call Yang Mi to explain and apologize. As for Miss Lei Jun..."

He paused slightly.

"She is worth it. Compared to her, Yang Mi... is truly nothing."

The assistant stood rooted to the spot, the shock in his heart refusing to subside.

He had only known that Miss Lei had an outstanding temperament and was generous, but he never expected her background to be so extraordinary, nor that her standing in Tony's heart could far surpass that of international superstar Yang Mi.

Looking at Tony's serious expression, he finally understood that for Tony, Lei Jun was no longer just an ordinary client, but the Muse of inspiration for whom he would give up any collaboration opportunity.

For someone like Tony, inspiration is more important than anything else.

Realizing this, he stopped talking and quickly picked up his phone to start notifying clients about the cancellations for the day's appointments one by one.

Although he knew some clients would be dissatisfied, he was also clear that decisions made by Tony were never easily changed.

On the other side, the airport announcement sounded, indicating that Lei Jun's flight was beginning to board.

She put away her phone, got up, and walked toward the boarding gate.

The plane slowly ascended. Lei Jun leaned back in her seat, closing her eyes to rest.

The National Day Holiday was supposed to be a time for her to relax, but unexpectedly, she had a system mission to complete.

But that's fine; occasionally participating in such activities might add a different experience to her life.

After returning to Longcheng, she would first let Tony do her hair, then check the specific information about the Comic Con, choose a suitable time to go, and strive to complete the mission as soon as possible. The remaining time could be spent peacefully with Pet Name, or relaxing with Lei Ying and the others.

Thinking of Pet Name... she was moving to Shanghai this time, so she would take Pet Name with her... Meanwhile, Tony picked up his phone, found Yang Mi's number in his contacts, gathered his thoughts slightly, and dialed.

Although he had made up his mind, facing this highly popular superstar, the necessary communication and apology still needed to be properly conveyed.

The call was quickly answered. Yang Mi's familiar and slightly lazy voice came through. The background seemed a bit noisy, but quickly quieted down: "Tony? Why are you calling me at this time? Are there any changes to the afternoon styling?"

Her tone carried a hint of subtle expectation, perhaps thinking Tony wanted to discuss the styling details with her in advance.

Tony cleared his throat, trying to make his voice sound sincere and natural: "Sister Mi, I'm truly sorry to bother you at this time. There's a very urgent situation I need to discuss with you... I may not be able to serve you for your appointment this afternoon."

"I have a particularly important client who just returned to Longcheng, and I need to pick her up at the airport."

"What?"

Yang Mi on the other end of the phone was clearly stunned. The laziness in her voice instantly vanished, replaced by surprise and a hint of subtle displeasure.

"Tony, are you kidding me? Didn't we schedule this a long time ago? I have a very important red carpet event tonight, and you promised me!"

Her heart sank suddenly. What kind of client could make Tony make such an exception?

Not only going to pick them up personally, but even temporarily canceling the appointment of a top-tier actress like herself?

In her understanding, although Tony was a top industry professional, they had collaborated for many years and mutually benefited. His priority for her had always been the highest.

Within the industry, there were only a handful of people who could make Tony go to such lengths and even cancel her appointment.

Could it be an international supermodel suddenly arriving?

Or perhaps a capital big shot with an unfathomable background? Or... several names flashed quickly through her mind, but she dismissed them one by one, feeling none were enough to make Tony arrange things so decisively.

A subtle feeling of being slighted arose, but it was overshadowed by intense curiosity and a desire to investigate.

She took a deep breath, suppressed her emotions, and slowed her tone, even adding a touch of appropriate pleading: "Tony, you know the red carpet tonight is really important to me. It's not just an industry gathering; several international brand Persons in Charge and important production companies will be there. I really need to appear in my absolute best condition..."

In Yang Mi's heart, Tony had long surpassed the category of an ordinary stylist.

He was a true artist, a magical hand capable of turning decay into wonder. His sensitivity to fashion and his ability to excavate personal characteristics were universally recognized as top-tier in the entire entertainment industry.

How many celebrities successfully broke out, reversed their image, and even secured important fashion resources thanks to the god-tier looks he created?

The styles he handled often accurately captured the traits the artist most needed to display at the moment, possessing a high-end, unique charm that was difficult to replicate.

Tonight's red carpet was a critical step for her to expand international connections and secure top-tier resources; she had to ensure everything was perfect.