Floating Perfume Shop

The door of Fusheng Perfume Shop was open, welcoming customers as usual, but the owner of the shop was not there.

Enter along the small door in the store, and walk through the narrow passage, which is Xiao Chongyun's perfume room.

The door is closed and the windows are also closed. In order to cater to the special conditions of certain spices, the surroundings of this fragrance room are closed and the shading conditions are very good, it is almost at night.Xiao Chongyun still sat on the usual rattan chair, lit a cigarette for himself, and the fire flickered in the darkness.

hide.

Or do not hide?

Zhang Wenshan has found himself, if he doesn't leave immediately, the days to come will be very sad.Most of the things he has done before can be done again.But if he hides this person all over the world, he will be too tired.

He still remembers seeing Wenshan for the first time at his father's ancestral home on Long Island in Nanyang.At that time, he was still his elder brother, and his surname was Xiao.Xiao Chongyun was very young at the time, and was introduced to the young master of the Xiao family. He was a little nervous, not knowing what kind of temperament this half-brother was.His mother had been forcibly taken away. It was said that his father, whom he had not seen for many years, wanted to ask her, and he was taken into an empty living room in a huge mansion.

The light is very dim, it can even be called gloomy.

Standing by the window was a boy.

His skin was as white as paper, and he didn't see much sunlight at first glance.The contours of the eyebrows and eyes are very deep, and a few strands of hair fall on the forehead, which is not much different from now.

"You are my younger brother who suddenly appeared?" The boy was looking at a withered rose by the window, with his hands in the pockets of the suspenders that were popular with white shirts at the time, and looked back at him from the side, as if smiling, "Let's try to get along"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a crisp applause upstairs.

"When did I marry you?"

The servant ran down the wide staircase outside the hall like a whirlwind, whispering: "Call someone quickly, Madam slapped the master."

Then people like guards or bodyguards rushed up.

After this group of people went up, they never came down again.

It was a long time later when Xiao Chongyun saw his mother again.The mother was placed under house arrest in a small suite with a garden inside the mansion.The things are all carefully selected first-class products, because my mother is a perfumer, and even has a professional perfume room, but she can't go out of the small garden.

Every day only Xiao Chongyun bounced out of the house to find his brother to play.

"Brother Wenshan, let's play a game of guessing the formula, shall we? Don't we have a lot of spices in our family? If you produce perfume, I'll guess the formula!"

"You're so boring."

Xiao Chongyun squatted on the ground and did not leave. After a while, the brother he just met frowned: "Is there no other game to choose?"

"No."

"..."

After a while, the loser threw the used perfume bottle into the trash can, "Are you a dog nose? You win every time."

"Thank you for the compliment!"

"..."

"Also, don't tell your mother, we played together."

Thinking about it this way, before the incident happened, there was also a period of "brothers and friends" between him and "Xiao Wenshan".

To slip, or not to slip, thatisaquestion.

The door was suddenly opened from the outside, and Xiao Chongyun was startled by the glaring light.

Someone was leaning against the door, and a silhouette was shot by the light.

"Senior Xiao," Zhou Tianhao stepped in, took out the cigarette from his mouth, pointed to the half-cleared spice cabinet in the fragrance room, like a little lover who was abandoned and came to the door again, "You pack, don't you?" Because of the quarrel with Brother Ling, are you going to abandon me and run away from home?"

"Who told you that I met Zhang Wenshan?" Xiao Chongyun asked.

"You little devil." Zhou Tianhao reached out his hand and took out a stack of notebooks from his bag, "It said that you tore up the notebook with Brother Ling's name, and there were no leftovers. I brought a new one here."

Xiao Chongyun thought, Nima must deduct Zhang Song's salary.

The windows were pushed back, the doors opened, and everything returned to bright light.Sure enough, the room was in a mess, the clothes were taken out and stuffed into the suitcase, the lid of the suitcase was open, and half of the shirt fell out again.The spices have been sorted out and placed near the door, so you can see them all at a glance.Judging from the degree of messiness, it should be a process of tidying up halfway and putting it back, and then restarting tidying up, repeatedly entangled.

In the end, he simply closed the door and sat alone, lighting a cigarette.

indecisive.

This kind of scene is seen by others, just like walking around the house wearing Pikachu underwear, and the result is that a familiar guest pushes the door in.

If Xiao Chongyun had a chance, he must kill the boss on Tuesday.

"You really want to leave?" Zhou Tianhao finished his work and opened the door and window, walked over and squatted in front of the rattan chair, looking at him, "Then what about our contract?"

"I will send the final recipe and sample of 'Melancholy'." Xiao Chongyun is still thinking about the issue of silence.

If it was Xiao Dongfang, he would definitely be able to do it, but Zhou Tianhao couldn't help asking: "So you're sure the formula is perfect?"

"My mother used to imitate this perfume, and I remember every word of the formula, the proportion of all spices and the aging time." Xiao Chongyun sighed, "To be honest, when you signed the contract to let you mix things over to imitate the fragrance, it's just In order to cheat the equipment, I took the students to exercise by the way. The 'melancholy' aroma has long been engraved in my memory."

"I've heard that Ling Tang is a very good perfumer."

Xiao Chongyun got up, and the coffee machine was already put away, so he had to open two small bags of instant black coffee without sugar, brewed it, and handed him a cup, which made Boss Zhou frown.

Zhou Tianhao endured the bitter taste of coffee, while trying his best to flatter him: "Ling Tang was the chief perfumer of Lotus at the beginning, and he has a deep knowledge of oriental fragrances. His father's family business is profound, and he is the behind-the-scenes boss of Yashe. , It is said that Tianzhao and Earth set up a pair. Senior Xiao is the aura of heaven and earth, the essence of the sun and the moon, so he can achieve great success in perfumery..."

"speak English."

"Don't go." Zhou Tianhao said, "You are talented, why did you run away as soon as you showed your talent?"

"family issues."

"family issues?"

The coffee cup was placed on the table with a thud, and there was a muffled sound.Zhou Tianhao stood up and sneered: "What kind of family problem can make you hide to such an extent? It's not a crime of murder, nor is it a crime of treason. It's worth treating yourself like this? Just think about how many oriental problems you had when you were in Ji Fangdan Ruole. Students and juniors are proud of you? Until now, some people are asking, which international brand Jinwu has hidden the 'Eastern Xiao' back then, do you have the face to face them like this?"

"No." Xiao Chongyun sighed.

His health is not as good as it used to be. After smoking for a day, he only relies on the coffee to refresh himself.He drank all the coffee in one gulp, and then said, "It's a big family problem, it's bigger than murder, it's a big treason. That's what you asked me just now, right?"

"Yes." Zhou Tianhao said.

"It's murder and breaking the law. It's a big treason."

Zhou Tianhao was a little stunned.

"You said just now that my family is a perfect couple. Now I can tell you that my mother's marriage certificate back then was forced to be signed by my father with a gun to her back. I have never stepped outside the Nanyang ancestral house—at that time my father just knew that I was his son." When Xiao Chongyun was speaking, he leaned against the wall, looking calm, as if he was talking about a very common thing among many things, "So please, let's stop this topic. You came to me, you definitely didn't want to watch me get entangled. What's the matter?"

Zhou Tianhao knows that some things can be touched, and some things cannot be touched.

There is a saying that happiness is a comparative level, and you can only compare things if you have something at the bottom.Maybe the current life seems to others to be decadent and desolate, a waste of talent, hopeless, but for Xiao Chongyun, it is already an excellent safe haven.

No matter how close he is to "Xiao of the East", this person's world cannot be stepped into.

This man always turned up the collar of his windbreaker, like a castle, closed to the outside world.

Zhou Tianhao roughly talked about the theft of the company's fragrance.

In fact, from the bottom of his heart, he didn't believe that Xiao Chongyun would be of much help in this matter.And it's not his own business, Su Lan is the main person responsible.He originally wanted to use this incident as an excuse to chat with the man in front of him, but in the end it turned out that he came with a certain purpose.This was something Zhou Tianhao himself did not want to see.

"Is Mr. Su's assistant trustworthy?" Xiao Chongyun asked.

"Very believable." Zhou Tianhao said.

"Where's Su Lan?" Xiao Chongyun asked.

Zhou Tianhao was stunned.

"Su Lan himself, is it credible?" Xiao Chongyun clarified his question clearly.

Zhou Tianhao was silent.

"I choose to believe him."

"Mingqingtang's tradition of sending ghosts to competitors has existed since the time when the fragrance cosmetics brand was only a three-legged rivalry. In the past, since the internal fragrance of Lotus was leaked to Mingqingtang, it meant that your side Someone must be connected to it." Xiao Chongyun thought for a while, "Why don't you reverse this line and try again."

Xiao Chongyun's suggestion is actually very simple.

If you can't find it in the investigation record, just choose a perfume from Mingqingtang to imitate it internally, and the ambiguous release may imitate the wind of Mingqingtang.At this time, Ming and Qingtang will definitely repeat the old trick and steal the formula again, this time to obtain evidence of the opponent's plagiarism.

"Of course it's impossible to copy it. You have to prepare two formulas, one is the bait to lure the fish to take the bait, and the other is the perfume that is actually released to the outside world." Xiao Chongyun began to stand up while analyzing, picking up the scattered things in the room one by one Pick it up and put it away.He hadn't been tossing around like this for a long time. His body was already hollowed out, and he suddenly felt sore and backache. He had to drive Mr. Zhou aside from time to time to prevent him from helping.The latter concentrated on sprinkling a kind of perfume on his rumpled pickle-like shirt, and was thrown out.

"Where did you get your neater clothes?" Zhou Tianhao was curious.

"Zhang Song ironed it flat."

"It's nice to have a pet." Zhou Tianhao touched his nose enviously.

"I can also massage." Xiao Chongyun added.

The little ghost who can massage came back in time, and was already blocked at the door, holding a quilt and dragging a big swollen bag. Visually, it contained a mattress in a university dormitory, and his expression seemed to be owed Salaried employees who have not been paid for three months.

"Just now I received a text message from Mr. Zhou, saying that boss, you want to run away and don't want me anymore, let me stop you quickly." Zhang Song spread the mattress on the floor, folded the quilt into a square frozen tofu and put it on, He took out his mobile phone and retrieved the text message, and asked Boss Xiao, "Really?"

Zhou Tianhao was ready to sneak out to the door.

Xiao Chongyun pointed at the door: "He lied to you."

"No wonder you deliberately drove me back to school to attend public classes."

"Hey, I'll pay you double wages this month."

Zhang Song began to tidy up the messy room without saying a word, and then announced blankly: "I will sleep here at night."

Xiao Chongyun had a terrible headache.

How can an employee look at the boss, and it's not that they haven't been paid.

He originally wanted to find an opportunity to leave quietly. Before the rent of this small perfume shop expires, the kid can use whatever he wants.But there is no impenetrable wall, no beam that cannot be hung.

Things are not so easy now.Xiao Chongyun wanted to find the culprit, but the boss had already slipped away on Tuesday.

After Zhou Tianhao left this small perfume shop on Qintai Road, he started making phone calls.

"Hello, I want to check something... No, I don't buy insurance, no, I don't buy funds, and I don't buy Amway." Zhou Tianhao almost wanted to drop the phone, "Fangzheng Sun, Fatty Sun, you don't want to buy money every day!" Will salesmanship die?"

The other party finally came to his senses: "Ah, it's Mr. Zhou. Are you finally willing to ask me to check Xiao Chongyun?"

"..."

"That's not the red sun in your heart, the white lotus on the high collar. If I really find out that Xiao Ershao has the habit of not shaving for three days and not taking a bath for four days, do I have to tell you? Do you need automatic filtering content? Can you add it?" Is there a charge?"

"..." That's it, Zhou Tianhao didn't want to make this call.He took a breath and said, "I want to find out about Xiao Chongyun's mother. Yes, help me find out about Li Qianqian, the young wife of a spice family with the surname Li in Nanyang, and find out how she died."

There is no more hippie smile over there: "What are you doubting?"

"Fatty Sun, you talk too much nonsense." Zhou Tianhao didn't realize that he usually talked a lot of nonsense.

"It's a lot of digging, is it worth it?"

"It's worth it." Zhou Tianhao said, "Xiao Chongyun is the heir of 'Reincarnation', so it's worth it no matter what."

It seems that texting Zhang Song is the right thing to do, he thought.

He can leave, he can leave at any time, but he is worried about the students he leads alone.

Senior is a good teacher.