please don't believe me

It is true that the time to make an image design appointment for Dai Bowen has passed, but the image consultant didn't have any complaints, and he didn't even show his unhappiness on his face.

No kidding, who dares to complain when you get off the bus in Stuttgart?

Dai Bowen looked at Stuttgart's face that seemed to be naturally hostile, and thought to himself: What a townspeople!

The "fame" of the Weiss family spread far and wide, but Stuttgart did not have the rule of "everyone goes away".So when they stepped into the shopping mall, only the duty manager quickly ran over to carry out the reception work, and did not disturb other guests.

Dai Bowen really didn't know what this boss was doing here.At the beginning of the car, there was only the sound of James making a report with his boss. At that time, Dai Bowen thought he was just dropping by; then he also got off at the shopping mall, and Dai Bowen guessed that this guy would go directly to the VIP As a result, before Dai Bowen was taken to the top floor to deal with his hair, James came to the image consultant and said, "I will try on clothes later and go directly to the VIP room", and Dai Bowen had to be terrified.

He is a boss who is busy with everything, so he can just do his own thing. As for him, must he play with me?Wouldn't it be a lie to say that it was because he cared about his brother's affairs?

Dai Bowen was agitated by James' words, and he answered casually when the image consultant came to ask about his hairstyle.

How did he know that the original image consultant was only hired out to work, and he was not some kind of god as the director of Bandele.As a result, Mr. Weiss came to the town in person. Even if the image consultant really didn't know who Director Bandele was, he should be treated as a big shot!

Thinking that he would have to give the director some image advice in front of Mr. Weiss later, the consultant felt a little helpless.

"Mr. Bandele..." The image consultant held back for a long time, but decided to inquire about the director's background, "I'm looking for some movies to watch recently, maybe you have any works that I can read for me?"

Dai Bowen knew it was a routine as soon as he heard it, and he still closed his eyes, smiled and said: "It's not worth mentioning."

The image consultant smiled, and asked again: "You are here to do image design at this time, are you going to go to country F to walk the red carpet?"

The famous film festival in country F is just half a month away, so it is understandable for the image consultant to ask this question.However, Director Bandele has not only changed people inside, but the previous owner is far from that level.

Dai Bowen said truthfully: "I can't reach that level yet."

"Oh..." the image consultant replied in such a nonchalant manner after hearing his reply, "I thought Mr. Weiss was going to enter the film industry, but I have never seen anyone brought by him to do image design. "

This obviously meant flattering, but Dai Bowen didn't come to hug the thigh of the head of the family.

He just slightly opened his eyes, put his index finger in front of his lips, and smiled softly: "Shhh—"

I don't know if it's because of the change in hairstyle. Director Bandele, who was originally an artist with a lazy temperament, suddenly became a little cold at that moment.

Director Bandele's background is actually good. Coupled with Stuttgart's obvious attitude of waiting for others, the image consultant did not dare to spend too much time on hair styling.

He shortened the hair on both sides of the director's head and the back of the head, and trimmed the middle part slightly but not too short. As long as he pats some water on his hands and scratches it, he can immediately look refreshed.

As long as the director's expression is subdued, the original unrestrained will basically disappear.

In less than four and ten minutes, Dai Bowen appeared in the VIP reception room where Stuttgart was.

At that time, there were already two mobile hangers full of clothes in the reception room, as well as a display rack with various matching items.Sitting on the sofa near the other wall, Stuttgart didn't pay much attention to the things that came in one after another, and only looked at the luxury accessories shown to him by the manager on duty from time to time.

As soon as Dai Bowen approached, Stuttgart pointed to the display box and asked, "Which one?"

Dai Bowen thought that Stuttgart wanted to wear it himself, so he stepped forward to have a look.There are three watches in the box, one is a ten-sided diamond-encrusted silver mechanical watch, even the watch hands are designed with diamonds, which is extravagant and eye-catching; the other is a simplified version of the midnight starry sky automatic mechanical watch that was popular two years ago, the famous romantic urban night sky Presented on the dial, the arc-shaped half-shrouded design embodies a kind of hazy beauty; the last dial looks ordinary, and it is only when you turn it over that you can understand the classic back-through mechanical watch. Its chamfers, sleeves, and carvings are all exquisite and meticulous.

The styles of the three watches are different, but it is relatively easy to pick out the one that is more suitable for Stuttgart.Dai Bowen bent down, took out the transparent watch, and gestured to Stuttgart's wrist: "Is this more suitable?"

In fact, these three models are too fancy for this cold man, but at least they can't be seen from the front, right?

Stuttgart withdrew his hand: "It's not me, it's you."

Dai Bowen was taken aback for a moment, and then said embarrassingly: "That's unnecessary..."

The price of this thing is no joke.Although I will only stay here for a hundred days, so I don't have to worry about things that are too far away, but these watches are really restless for a moment when they are put away.

Stuttgart said casually, "It's okay to lend it to you."

Dai Bowen said: "Farewell, in case I didn't pay attention..."

"If Ivan is cured, what to do with it is your freedom." After Stuttgart finished speaking, without waiting for Dai Bowen to answer, he directly picked up the "Midnight Starry Sky" money and stuffed it into the other party's hand.Then the "dictator" glanced at the image consultant standing at the door, who immediately walked in and began to match Dai Bowen's clothes.

Stuttgart quietly watched the entire selection of clothing accessories.

Of course Dai Bowen was very surprised, but he is used to weakening the expression of true emotions, so he seems to be quite calm; the more he chooses the image consultant, the more frightened he feels. If Director Bandele just needed an "elite image", maybe the consultant would be I must have lost the standard in one thing; while the manager on duty who was with Stuttgart before was waved out by Stuttgart, and he never showed up except for bringing in an ashtray and two cups of coffee twice.

However, Stuttgart is not so much staring at Dai Bowen and the image consultant all the time, it is better to say that he is smoking a cigarette thoughtfully most of the time, showing no emotion.Theoretically, smoking is not supported in such an interior, and there may even be a smoking ban due to state laws, but everyone is not impatient, and no one will touch the mold of Stuttgart.

Therefore, Dai Bowen would stand in front of Stuttgart at the beginning of the fitting to ask for opinions.After being ignored by the other party twice, he went straight to confirm with the image consultant.

With Stuttgart's "supervisor", the speed of image creation is more than three times faster than usual.Of course, Dai Bowen's own aesthetics are also normal, so unnecessary disputes will not arise.

What was finalized was five sets of clothes, some of which were interchangeable, enough for Dai Bowen to fool people.It's just that some of these clothes need to be modified, so Dai Bowen only brought two sets when he left.

How to do this kind of thing, Dai Bowen didn't even need to ask.Seeing that they were done, Stuttgart stood up and walked out the door.When passing by Dai Bowen, he just glanced at him, and the director consciously followed him.

This savvy, not cooperating with Stuttgart is a waste.

The car with the L plate was waiting at the door. Assistant James pulled the door for Stuttgart and signaled the director to go to the other side.

As a result, how to come, how to go.

Dai Bowen originally thought that this journey would be spent in a daze again, but he didn't expect that as soon as the car drove onto the road, Stuttgart suddenly said: "According to the plan, I already mentioned 'Rumyodin' to Ivan yesterday."

"Oh?" Dai Bowen hadn't started to lose his mind yet, so he reacted quickly, "What's his reaction?"

"No response." Stuttgart kept looking out the window, but his voice was very clear, "He has undergone many drug treatments, and he will not have a special reaction to a 'new psychotropic drug'."

"He may know a lot of drug ingredients, but he doesn't know all of them. It's impossible for anyone to know all the psychoactive drugs." Dai Bowen replied, "He doesn't need to know anything about it. This is just the first step in action." .”

"No, Ivan has extraordinary insight in the field he focuses on, and his understanding of psychotropic drugs has even reached the level of a professional scholar. If you don't handle this carefully, your plan will soon be exposed." Stuttgart finally turned his head slightly, "This reminds me that you can't just look like a promoter of a medical project, you must arm yourself with relevant knowledge to prevent Ivan's doubts."

It was rare for him to say so much at one time, but the content was not so pleasant.

"Hey!" Dai Bowen raised his eyebrows, "This is my plan, I have a sense of proportion!"

"I know Ivan better than you, and I don't want my money to go to waste." Stuttgart glanced at Dai Bowen, and then ordered James' assistant in front, "Prepare him with materials on psychiatric subjects. Something like drug information, and a teacher."

James said: "Okay, Mr. Weiss."

Another endorsement!Dai Bowen struggled and said: "I just acted as a promoter, and a special medical professor was arranged in the plan to explain this to him."

Stuttgart suddenly said: "Actually, your plan has been evaluated by a professional psychologist, and the result is not satisfactory."

Dai Bowen didn't accept this threat: "However, you agreed to the plan."

"Yes. Their treatment failed, and there is no need to follow their decision." Stuttgart said, "But they are right in one point, you are not a professional, you know less about psychoactive drugs than me, and you are not competent this role."

... My professional performance beats you by ten blocks!Dai Bowen sighed silently in his heart, but "power is irreversible", he could only turn his head and look out the window in protest.

The silent protest was not painful for Stuttgart, and he added another bad news: "Since your plan will be ready in half a month, ten days later, your learning results will be accepted."

"Acceptance?" Dai Bowen finally turned around and looked at Stuttgart with obvious provocation, "You?"

Stuttgart glanced at him: "You don't have to worry about that."

"Okay, okay." Dai Bowen raked his freshly done hairstyle, and replied with a bit of yin and yang, "I will follow your instructions, Mr. Weiss."

Stuttgart achieved his goal, and he didn't care about the other party's attitude, and the quiet atmosphere returned to the car.

Soon, the vehicle drove near Director Bandele's apartment.

"Goodbye, Mr. Weiss." Dai Bowen opened the door and got out of the car. When he was about to close the door, he opened it again, bowed his head and said, "By the way, you may have smoked too much just now, maybe you need this .”

He took out a small metal box from his pocket, threw it into Stuttgart's arms, and closed the car door without waiting for the other party's reaction.

James turned around and asked, "Mr. Weiss?"

"..." Stuttgart turned the box over and glanced at it, "... let's go."

James nodded, and the wheels of the luxurious L car started moving again.

Stuttgart twirled the metal box with his fingertips, then bowed and threw it into the trash can.

- Mint-flavored throat lozenges.

——Inexplicable little theater——

Stuttgart: This part looks familiar?

Dai Bowen: Call your mouth "stinky"!