Perfumer of the Republic of China

Facing his wife's wailing plea, Li Jue shook off Ding Weishi's hand irritably, and kept pacing with his hands in his pockets.

Ding Weishi calmed down, picked up the plate and helped Li Jue serve his favorite spicy crab: "Brother Jue, try this."

Li Jue turned a deaf ear to Ding Weishi's words.

Ding Weishi looked at the dinner plate in embarrassment, and gently brushed her hair together: "What should I do, I seem to have taken too much."

At the time of embarrassment, a gentle male voice came from beside him: "It's okay, you see, I took a lot too."

Ding Weishi turned her head in surprise, and saw that Liu Yanhuan's dinner plate also had a large portion of spicy crab.

"I'll eat with you."

Ding Weishi knew that he was helping her, so she smiled gratefully.

After a while, she plucked up her courage and said happily to Liu Yan: "Young Master Liu, can I invite you to dance?"

There was a hint of surprise in Liu Yanhuan's eyes, and he shook his head in an instant.

The light of hope in Ding Weishi's eyes gradually extinguished.

Liu Yanhuan handed Ding Weishi a handkerchief, and pointed to the corner of his lips: "It's stained... Invitation, let me do it." Then, he stretched out his hand, "I can invite a great writer to dance ?"

The next moment, he held Ding Weishi's cold and trembling fingertips, and took a step without haste.

Liu Yanhuan could feel that the eyes of the surroundings were falling on them, Ding Weishi raised his eyebrows uncomfortably, and Liu Yanhuan took advantage of the opportunity of turning around to block all the scrutiny behind him.

Ding Weishi's dance steps are very proficient, and the cooperation between the two is also smooth. Liu Yanhuan couldn't help giving Qin Feiran a bad review in his heart. When he turned his eyes and saw the woman in front of him who was a little distracted, he said softly: "Your dance It dances well."

Ding Weishi suddenly came back to her senses, a smile appeared on her lips: "I used to be the first place in the college competition." As she spoke, as if she suddenly remembered her current situation, the woman's smile faded away.

She hesitated and said, "Young Master Liu, actually..."

Liu Yan laughed heartily, "If you have something to say, you might as well just say it."

"Actually...I want to find a job for Brother Jue...my husband. I heard that Shaohua Xiangfang is looking for a copywriter for advertisements. My husband is very talented. I wonder if I can recommend..."

Liu Yanhuan smelled the lemon essence on her body and remained silent for a long time.

"No... no, right." Ding Weishi was forced into a predicament by the silence, "It's fine if you can't."

"I will set a time with Mr. Li and tell him about the condition of the fragrance, let him try it."

"Really?" The surprise came too suddenly, and Ding Weishi's expression brightened suddenly, "Thank you, thank you so much."

At the end of the music, Liu Yanhuan and Ding Weishi performed the final closing gesture.He raised his eyes as if aware of it, and saw Qin Feiran staring at him deeply.

Seeing him looking over, Qin Feiran got up from his seat and walked straight to this side, Liu Yanhuan suddenly felt like the mountain was overwhelming.

Fortunately, there are always people who are not afraid of touching the wall. When Qin Feiran got up together, there were celebrities who came forward to strike up a conversation with a glass of wine.

Not long after, Qin Feiran danced with that lady.Everyone sensibly left space for Qin Feiran, only Liu Yan laughed and asked Ding Weishi: "Do you want to play another song?"

Ding Weishi readily agreed.

As a result, a strange scene appeared in the hall, except for two dancing couples of men and women, the rest of the people were acting as spectators.

Upon closer inspection, someone found that these two couples were showing signs of competition. Qin Feiran and that socialite were frequent socialites, and the combination of Liu Yanhuan and Ding Weishi was not inferior.

The melodious waltz was danced into a war dance by them.The eyes that met by chance told the secret thoughts of the two of them.

When the music ended, the applause continued for a long time, and everyone was immersed in the dance and couldn't recover.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from the crowd: "I remember that Ms. Ding used to be a famous courtesan in the academy. The most famous anecdote is the way to test male dance partners. Ms. Ding changes a perfume every day, so that the The man who wants to be her dance partner guesses the name of the perfume, and only if he guesses correctly will he have the chance to dance with Miss Ding."

"I don't know today, did Miss Ding let Young Master Liu guess the name of the fragrance?"

As soon as the man finished speaking, laughter came from the crowd.

Ding Weishi did not expect that she fell to the ground as soon as she came out of the wonderful world of dancing.

She was trembling helplessly, but she didn't dare to look up at Liu Yanhuan.

At this time, Liu Yanhuan's soft voice came: "Miss Ding has a good taste in perfume, which made me very embarrassed for a while."

"The fragrance that Ms. Ding is using today is Twilight Fragrance from France. Although it uses lemon fragrance as the top note, it has a bookish ink fragrance. I think it is a perfect match with Meng Sansheng's cheongsam."

The fragrance Liu Yanhuan mentioned is not a prohibitively expensive perfume overseas. Its price is approachable, so it is not on the pick-up list of the ladies.At the same time, because it is a brand produced in France, it is not well known to the common people in the country, so no one can answer it for a while.

The smile on Liu Yanhuan's face gradually deepened, and he winked mischievously at Qin Feiran beside him: "Third Master, am I right?"

In a moment, he peeled this hot potato and put it in front of Qin Feiran.

With a cold face, Qin Feiran uttered a concise word: "Yes."

Those who were thinking of finding fault died down one after another, and instead praised Ding Weishi's taste.

Only Ding Weishi knew that her nails had torn the palm of her hand.

It was only a little bit short, and her reputation and dignity would fall to the ground and be trampled upon.At this moment, she said to Liu Yanhuan from the bottom of her heart: "Thank you."

A club meeting lasted until late at night, Liu Yanhuan drank a lot of wine, when the neon lights in his eyes trembled, he gently held his forehead: "Sorry, I can't drink any more."

Vaguely, he heard voices persuading him to drink: "Young Master Liu, you don't give me old Yuan face."

"Young Master Liu, this last cup..."

"Young Master Liu..."

Gradually, these noisy voices dissipated from my ears, leaving only a warm and firm embrace.

"Can you still go?"

The cold voice made Liu Yanhuan wake up with a jolt.

Qin Feiran's indifferent face magnified in front of his eyes.

Liu Yanhuan managed to keep her feet steady: "Can..."

As a result of trying to be brave, he was finally half-dragged and half-carried by Qin Feiran into the car.

Liu Yanhuan got into the car, like a dried fish in a pond, and fell asleep very peacefully.

After an unknown amount of time, he faintly heard the sound of lighting in his ears.

He opened his misty eyes and looked around, and saw Qin Feiran sitting in the driver's seat, with a Marlboro cigar in his mouth, playing with a metal lighter in his hand, but he hadn't lit the cigarette for a long time.

Sensing Liu Yanhuan's gaze, he said calmly, "Are you awake?"

"Well, my head hurts a bit."

"You can't drink and still refuse, you should be glad you didn't die from drunk."

Liu Yanhuan faintly smelled the unpleasant emotion in Qin Feiran's words, he glanced at Qin Feiran's coat covering his body, propped himself up and said, "It won't happen next time."

After finishing speaking, Liu Yanhuan glanced out of the car window, and the two big characters "Liu House" on the plaque were impressively visible.

Liu Yanhuan was startled, she couldn't believe that she let Qin Feiran be the driver, and still parked in front of the house in such a grandiose manner.

"Thanks...thank you!" Liu Yanhuan thanked in a hurry, and went to pull the door handle, but unexpectedly the car door was locked.

"Open the door."

"Don't do that next time."

"Huh?" Liu Yanhuan didn't know why.

Qin Feiran's face looked very troubled: "Stop dancing with married women casually."

Liu Yanhuan frowned, and then heard Qin Feiran say: "On certain occasions, you are too big-hearted. Could it be that you didn't see Li Jue's eyes that seemed to be eating people?"

Liu Yanhuan smiled nonchalantly: "This is the new dynasty, and I think Miss Ding is also a new-style woman, but you guys keep repeating old ideas, aren't you tired?"

Qin Feiran's face was very ugly, and his tone became more and more serious: "Not everyone can think like you. Ding Weishi's father is a very important figure in Ningcheng, and her news has always been the favorite of Ningcheng's gossip tabloids. It was reported. You are frank and innocent, but in the eyes of people with ulterior motives, this is not the case."

"My side job tells me that sometimes a pen is enough to 'kill' a person, let alone a weak woman."

Liu Yanhuan was silent, he had to admit that what Qin Feiran said had some truth.

Even if he himself is very beautiful, he can't stand the invasion of Ding Weishi by rumors and rumors, and may even bring troubles to her life.

After a long time, he nodded slightly: "I see, thank you!" When he reached out to push the door again, he found that the car door was still locked.

Liu Yanhuan looked at Qin Feiran full of doubts.

But Qin Feiran took out a receipt from the glove box of the car.

"This is the movie ticket for the night after tomorrow. I will pick you up then."

"..." Liu Yanhuan looked at this novelty movie ticket, but did not reach out to take it for a long time.

Qin Feiran's tone was so determined that he was both annoyed and funny.

"You are not afraid of my rejection."

"Don't refuse."

"You tyrant... dictator!"

After saying that, Liu Yanhuan still accepted the movie ticket, and only then did the locked car door open.

Just as Liu Yanhuan stepped out of the car door, she suddenly turned her head and looked at Qin Feiran with great interest.

"Hey, why are you telling me these things?"

Qin Feiran raised his eyebrows and looked at him.

"Just for Miss Ding's reputation? Or...are you jealous?"

In an instant, a crack appeared on Qin Feiran's face.The streetlight shone into the dimly lit carriage, illuminating the suspicious blush on Qin Feiran's neck.

"Get out of the car." Qin Feiran's voice was colder than before.

Liu Yanhuan was in an inexplicably happy mood, waved to the people in the car, raised her hand and knocked on the iron ring on the house door.

Liu Yanhuan took the movie ticket and entered the door. As soon as she walked to the yard, she heard the unique high-pitched voice of the fourth aunt Hao Lianfeng. I'm afraid I'm not in the mood to celebrate."

Liu Yanhuan didn't understand what he said next, but there was a trance in his heart: "So...the day after tomorrow is Qixi Festival."

Qin Feiran's invitation was very appropriate.

Liu Yanhuan was clutching the movie ticket in his hand, but he felt a little panic in his heart. When he got to the bottom of it, he and Qin Feiran were people from two different worlds.

She is pure and sincere, while Qin Feiran is mysterious and unpredictable.He really couldn't figure out where his inexplicable affection for himself came from.

To make an appointment, or not to make an appointment?

Liu Yanhuan hesitated for a long time, and finally put the movie ticket into the briefcase.

Even if it is a dewy love affair, a man of Qin Feiran's appearance, Liu Yanhuan can't afford to suffer or be fooled.

In the morning of the next day, Liu Yanhuan was looking at the tent in the store when he saw Li Jue getting out of the car with a stinky face.

Liu Yanhuan stood up and smiled, "Mr. Li is here."

Li Jue didn't respond, just frowned and said, "What is advertising?"

Liu Yanhuan served him tea, took the fragrance from the shelf and said, "It's this hair oil."

Li Jue took the porcelain jar with a straight face: "What are the ingredients?"

Liu Yanhuan patiently explained: "The main ingredients are osmanthus flower and sesame oil."

Li Jue opened the jar and smelled it, then picked up a pen and wrote a few words on the paper.

Liu Yanhuan took it and looked at it, but it was some literary lines. He frowned: "Mr. Li, that's not how the advertisements are written."

"Advertisements are for selling points and gimmicks, not purely rhetoric. Even if these verses are printed on a large billboard, they have no publicity value."

Li Jue frowned all of a sudden: "This poem is unique, are you questioning my level?"

"Perhaps the poem is a good poem, but it doesn't have the effect of advertising. I might as well use Zhou Xuanxuan's poster for this."

Li Jue blushed, and said viciously, "How can you compare my poems with that kind of obscene things?"

Liu Yanhuan also turned cold: "Mr. Li, please respect our product spokesperson."

Li Jue sneered: "Hmph, what kind of spokesperson is just an actor."

Liu Yanhuan slapped the paper on the counter, and beckoned to the assistant: "Come and see, do you understand the poem on it?"

The guy looked at it for a long time, and finally shook his head embarrassingly: "Sorry, I don't understand."

Only then did Liu Yanhuan look at Li Jue: "Do you understand? It's not that you don't write well, it's just that this poem has nothing to do with practical advertisements."

Li Jue has always been sought after and praised by everyone in terms of talent and learning. He thinks he is good at writing, but now that Liu Yanhuan said it, his face turned extremely ugly.

He slapped the table abruptly, stood up and said with a stern face: "Since Mr. Liu is not satisfied, I might as well hire someone else." As he spoke, he flicked the sleeves of his gown and left without looking back.The guy was speechless: "I've never seen this before, it's like something."

Liu Yanhuan looked at the crushed paper on the counter and sighed softly.

He continued to look at the store, not long after, Ding Weishi hurried over, and when she saw Liu Yanhuan, she kept apologizing to Liu Yanhuan.

"I'm sorry, Brother Jue has a hot temper, so I offended you just now."

Liu Yanhuan looked at Ding Weishi's haggard face, and pondered: "Sorry, I think Mr. Li is more suitable for writing poems and songs, but not for advertising."

Ding Weishi's face turned pale again, and her voice was full of exhaustion: "I know, he has always been like this, but stereotyped poetry can't get enough food and clothing now, and he can't spare himself to do other things. I've talked to him many times, but..." Ding Weishi's words stopped abruptly, "Forget it, don't talk about it, Mr. Liu, thank you very much."

Liu Yanhuan shook her head.

Ding Weishi, as others said, knows a lot about fragrances.Liu Yanhuan took her to visit the store, and chatted from the signboards in the store to the production of fragrances.Until it was getting late, Liu Yanhuan heard the horn of a car coming from the store door again.

He looked down at his watch and smiled at Ding Weishi: "Miss Ding, I'm sorry, I have an appointment next."

Ding Weishi nodded: "Then I won't bother you." She picked up her handbag and said, "See you sometime."

Liu Yanhuan sent her to the door of the store, and felt the sight from inside the car.

Qin Feiran's exclusive GM rolled down the window at some point, revealing his handsome side face.

Hearing the sound, he took a deep look at Liu Yanhuan, and only said two words: "Get in the car."

Liu Yanhuan opened the door and sat in the passenger seat, smelling a faint fragrance of violets inside the car.

His gaze unexpectedly looked at the metal bottle in front of him. There was a golden rope tied around the mouth of the bottle, which was extremely luxurious.

"Dolan's car perfume, the representative of the upper class, and the fragrance used by the French royal family." Liu Yanhuan said, looking at the rapidly receding scene outside the window.

"Really? I just think the fragrance of this fragrance is like a gentle gentleman, and it smells very comfortable."

Liu Yanhuan sat on the back of the chair and slowly closed her eyes.

When he woke up, he saw a three-story red building in front of him, with four large characters written on it: Guangming Cinema.

There is an endless stream of people at the entrance of the theater, most of the men are in suits and leather shoes, while the women are wearing various cheongsams.

Most of them are couples in pairs.

Qin Feiran got out of the car first, and opened the door for Liu Yanhuan.He has a tall and straight figure, a handsome face, and an extraordinary demeanor, and the suit and scooter on his body show his financial resources, and it doesn't take long for men and women who pass by to turn their heads back.

As soon as Liu Yanhuan stepped on the ground, he received several sights.

He closed his eyes and flicked his cuffs, and followed Qin Feiran into the large stone arch of the theater.

Once inside, Liu Yanhuan knew why the cinema was such a majestic single-family building. Unlike the projection halls in later generations, the cinema at this time only had morning and evening shows.A hall can accommodate hundreds of people. Outside the hall on the first floor, the audience can also sit in boxes on the second floor.

And under the movie screen is a tall stage. Seeing him staring at the stage intently, Qin Feiran explained: "This Guangming Cinema was rebuilt from a theater, and the one underneath used to be a stage. , it's idle now."

Liu Yanhuan took a seat in the box and sighed softly: "So that's how it is."

He looked around for a week, only to realize that their table was facing the screen, occupying an excellent viewing angle.

The screens on both sides separate them from other people, which is a bit like the couple's booth in a private theater in later generations.

The next moment, the waiter's yelling interrupted Liu Yanhuan's imagination.

The waiter smiled and filled Qin Feiran's tea: "Third Master, as soon as you said you would come, we reserved the best seat for you. In today's movie, there are national goddess Zhou Xuanxuan and Yumian Xiaosheng Feng Yingyuan, When Goodfellas was released, the theaters were sold out."

Qin Feiran listened with a smile, and finally nodded: "Understood." Then, he took out two oceans from his pocket, "Go, wait outside without orders."

"Okay!" The waiter smiled happily, bowed to Liu Yanhuan again, and retreated politely.

Not long after, the lights in the hall dimmed, and the voices of the people gradually died down.The screen in the middle lit up, and Zhou Xuanxuan's delicate oval face looked extremely handsome and cute on the black and white screen.

This is a love story between a rich lady and a handsome butler: the rich lady grew up with the old butler's son, and she has long had a crush on the boy, and the two lived a sweet life like heaven.In the blink of an eye, the day when Miss Rich graduated from the girls' school.

The family did not allow her to study anymore, and arranged a marriage for her when she graduated.The other party is a young master who is in the same family as a rich lady. He is idle and ignorant, but the money in his family is enough for him to live in peace and contentment for a lifetime.

The rich lady has absorbed the nourishment of freedom from the school, and she hates this marriage deeply.Finally, after discussing with her parents to no avail, she made a bold decision-elope.

Taking advantage of people's unpreparedness, they packed up their belongings and fled overnight.The two had no source of income, so they had to go to the society to find jobs.The rich lady worked as a female teacher in the nursery, while the poor boy worked multiple jobs in the morning, afternoon and evening.

After a hard time like this, they worked hard to save a sum of money and set up a shop for business.In this way, while seeking a living, while avoiding the blanket search of the woman's family.

One day, the poor boy kindly helped an old man on the road, and when he sent him to the hospital, he suddenly discovered his true life experience.It turned out that he was not the old housekeeper's biological son at all, but the son of the old man lying on the hospital bed.

The old man lying on the hospital bed is a well-known entrepreneur in the city.

He lost his wife in his early years, and lost his son. Since then, he has been told by the roadside fortune teller that he is the fate of the lone star of Tiansha, and he has never remarried in his life.

In this way, the poor boy became the phoenix in the golden nest - the only son of the entrepreneur.

Entrepreneurs appreciate this son who works alone very much, and the recognition of father and son has earned enough tears from the audience.

As a result, the poor boy won the approval of the rich lady's family, and finally the two held a grand wedding under the witness of everyone.

The perfect ending like a fairy tale made people applaud, and the moment the ending song sounded, there was also a sound of admiration in the hall.

"It's touching, the ticket is worth buying this time."

"I knew that the combination of Zhou Xuanxuan and Feng Yingyuan would definitely not be ugly."

"I really envy the relationship between them."

Liu Yanhuan moved her stiff neck and did not speak for a long time.

He heard Qin Feiran ask: "Is the movie not good?"

"No... I just think that the story is a story after all, and it's a little unreal."

The suddenly turned on light made Liu Yanhuan lose his mind for a moment, and when he recovered, he found that Qin Feiran was staring into his eyes.

"You don't believe their stories, why?" Qin Feiran's voice was deserted with a mellow texture.

"If... at the end of the story, the hero is not found to be the son of an entrepreneur, what will happen?"

Qin Feiran frowned slightly, as if anticipating Liu Yanhuan's next words.

"If the male protagonist is not the son of an entrepreneur, the ending may be completely different. They will be ordinary people all their lives, running around for their livelihood. The once rich daughter will also become a caressing little woman in the tempering of life. Men despise women and become philistines, women despise men for being incompetent, and finally hate each other." Liu Yanhuan looked back at Qin Feiran very seriously, "It's not so much that I don't believe their stories, it's better to say that I don't believe in poor boys and rich girls. Between, there can be lasting love."