Floating Perfume Shop

Xiao Chongyun turned off the live video when he saw his old friend for many years appearing on stage, so he missed Zhang Wenshan's affectionate (?) confession.The next morning, the kid didn't come to the store, and sent a text message saying he had a cold.Xiao Chongyun became more and more worried about the increasingly cold weather, and checked the rabbit scarf on the Internet several times a day, only to find that it was still on the way.

There are dead ends on the left and right, but he walks out of a smooth road from the middle.Zhang Wenshan's means of threatening him are limited, and the darkness in the past seems to be really coming to an end.Boss Xiao Chongyun, who not only protected the little irises, but also did not let his students suffer, was in a very good mood. He found a white rag for the first time, and wiped the inside and outside of the small shop, even every small piece on the rotating glass shelf at the door. The mirrors were polished to a sparkle.With his old arms and legs, he pulled a chair and sat in the middle of the store, using his mobile phone to log on to MSN to thank his old friends.

As a result, an old friend left a message and asked him to add the WeChat he had painstakingly registered.

Boss Xiao doesn't use WeChat very much himself, so he reluctantly added a friend, and received a 100 yuan red envelope when he went to the front line.Comrade Ben Custer was eating crab roe steamed buns in Shanghai, followed by a bunch of sponsors waiting to pay the bill: "Xiao, it's no coincidence that you asked me to bring the sample and it really came into use! This is a little thank you, wish us all the best!" Live happily and live together forever."

Day, will the next Kingsoft PowerWord die before using idioms?

Xiao Chongyun took the red envelope, and sent another 99 to go back, wishing their friendship will last forever.In the warm blessing, he asked Ben: "The two perfumes yesterday, Asher and Lotus, if you want to pick the bones, who is better?"

After thinking about it for a long time, there was no reply.

Ben put the crab roe bun on his mouth, touched the "Dictionary of Commonly Used Idioms" from his pocket, turned to the entry of egg picking bones, drew a line under it with a red pen, and then poked the phone screen with his greasy fingers: "Why? pick?"

"Harshness when applied to God's nose."

"Miss Cheng from Yashe," he said, "Although they are all infinitely close to the samples, the Zhang Song sent by Lotus is still too young. His iris fragrance is the formula of 1945, which is indeed a little heavier. Not much, If you want to describe it, it is the thickness of a piece of paper.”

"But you still stand behind the draw."

"It's only the thickness of a piece of paper. Lotus played a young man. It's great to do this. This game has too much attention," Ben Custer said dissatisfied, "This is not what you used to do. Said—not to break every flower that is about to open."

Xiao Chongyun thought about it carefully, as if he had said so.

The two recipes are personal research done in the perfume school before, written out from memory, one for Cheng Yuan and one for Zhang Song.His nose doesn't work, it's all due to Zhang Song kid standing alone in the laboratory, tinkering with it repeatedly.Being able to maintain a paper gap with Cheng Yuan, the best new product award at the Paris Perfume Festival, is a very good sense of smell. Xiao Chongyun felt that he might have lowered the salary of the little ghost.

The phone rang, and he just picked it up. It was Emma, ​​Zhou Tianhao's personal secretary.

This mature and capable female assistant was sobbing on the phone: "Boss Xiao, Teacher Xiao, please save Mr. Zhou!"

"what happened?"

"He is sick, very sick, and I hope to see you in Shanghai. The ticket has been booked, please come, otherwise..."

The phone hung up very abruptly, and I never got through again. Then a ticket booking information came in a text message, and the flight took off in two and a half hours.Xiao Chongyun took a taxi and hurried to the airport. Fortunately, there was no traffic jam. When he landed, Emma was waiting for him at the exit of the flight, continuing the previous conversation.

Zhou Tianhao always had a smile on his face, and in his smile was shameless and you are no more than me, as if he had never been born weak.Thinking about it carefully, he is also the second boss of a huge company, and he has a lot of things every day. This sudden illness should be due to the overwork of the imitation incense review meeting in the past two days.Xiao Chongyun was heartbroken for his junior, carrying two boxes of supplements and a can of protein powder, and asked Emma, ​​"What's wrong with Zhou Tianhao?"

"Our boss is suffering from lovesickness," Emma said as she took the supplements and protein powder, "I must miss you, Mr. Xiao, to come to Shanghai today."

Xiao Chongyun stood at the airport with people coming and going, as if struck by lightning: "But you said that if I don't come, he will—"

"He will deduct my salary."

They got into a Bentley, and the female assistant kicked off the accelerator with an apologetic face, and headed straight into the city.

Bentley stopped at the entrance of the Ritz-Carlton Hotel, where the annual meeting was being held.Xiao Chongyun walked in angrily, and went directly to the hall of the venue under the leadership of the waiter.Zhou Tianhao sat in the innermost seat, waving to him through the brightly dressed crowd.

It is the annual meeting of the Lotus headquarters. The venue uses a lot of crystal lamps and white. Although the style is good, it does not match the excitement. The distance between people is still clearly visible.The second boss propped himself up from his seat, crossed the separated crowd, and directly pulled his senior to the seat reserved in advance.

That table was in the corner, far away from the chairman. It was not full, and it looked deserted, which was better than freedom of speech.Xiao Chongyun rolled up his sleeves and prepared to beat someone up: "I heard that you are terminally ill?"

Zhou Tianhao immediately took out a payment request form from his pocket and put it on the table: "Senior, the final payment for our imitation incense cooperation will arrive in the account immediately, so I need to sign it. Do you think cursive script is still better than official script?" ?”

Xiao Chongyun put down his sleeves: "Adding a zero looks better."

Zhou Tianhao really added a zero to the payment slip.

He put down the pen, glanced at his senior's face, and said with a smile, "It's just the bonus for 'Melancholy', and the travel expenses for inviting you here."

At the beginning, signing the contract was just to train the kid, and there was no price discussion. In addition, Zhou Tianhao was good at calculation, so even if he added zero, it would not be sky-high.Xiao Chongyun suddenly felt a sense of relaxation, as if his suspended heart had let go.Zhang Song will be graduating in July, when he enters Lotus, Zhou Tianhao will cover him, his future is bright. Lotus' attendance system is very strict (regardless of the boss himself on Tuesday), and it was impossible for him to block the door with a quilt at that time.

As soon as the little ghost is gone, he should change cities and reopen a small shop.At that time, I could find a city that was warm all year round, plant a few potted flowers in front of the window, and no longer have to think about the heater that went on strike from time to time and my knees that couldn’t stand the cold.It costs money to pack up and leave. Boss Xiao is heartbroken about his savings, and Zhou Tianhao will undoubtedly give him a helping hand.

He immediately forgave his junior and didn't mind coming over again.

There will be a program for the annual meeting, and it is said that Zhao Wenbin personally made the program list this time.Mr. Zhao loves to pretend, and a series of performances are played by the piano and the violin and the erhu. After the performance, the sound of the piano is endless, and those who hear it cry.Zhou Tianhao was very happy to hear it. He sat next to Xiao Chongyun, pointed at the performers on stage and commented on them one by one from face to buttocks, and asked, "Does Senior Xiao have a girlfriend?"

"Are you asking Hatano Yui?"

"No."

"Where's Ai Uehara?"

"Senior," the boss on Tuesday choked his throat with a sip of wine, "I thought you were a person with special taste."

He came over and leaned against Xiao Chongyun's ear: "I remember you had one or two girlfriends back then, little girlfriends. Are you still in touch now?"

Xiao Chongyun didn't speak.

Zhou Tianhao took it as his acquiescence.

"Actually, if I didn't make that joke, you definitely wouldn't leave City C. But today's annual meeting, I really can't be absent, and I have to tell you about this right now." He finished drinking, After calming down for a while, I said, "Lotus wants to launch a brand under its umbrella, which focuses on campus love, called Lotus. Love. We need a brand perfumer who is handsome, melancholy, and has a story, and this perfumer must be outstanding. It can afford to be the leader of the brand. The headquarters thinks that it is too difficult to find candidates, but I think that if 'Xiao from the East' is willing to take over, this project will be easy."

"Senior Xiao, I don't know what happened to you back then, but no matter what happened, the past is over. Even if I know that you once murdered and set fire, it will not change my recognition of your strength. If you are willing to take over, Now that all the high-level executives are here, we can have a meeting to make a plan in two days. Just treat it as my New Year's gift to you."

When Zhou Tianhao spoke, a violinist on the stage was playing Franz Chrysler's Joy of Love.The melody of joy rose gradually, but Xiao Chongyun felt that he was splashed with a basin of ice water.

The waiter served the dishes on white porcelain plates one after another. Now there should be the aroma of red wine and different kinds of dishes in the air, but he could only smell a strong burnt smell, as if the whole venue was in the middle of a raging flame .

"Thanks," he said, "I'm not a good fit."

Xiao Chongyun wanted to say, I didn't kill and set fire, but I smelled hallucinations.The olfactory talent that "Xiao of the East" was proud of back then has long since disappeared.For him now, even smelling the aroma of the red wine in the glass depends on his luck.

The words came to his lips, but he didn't say them.

This is probably the phantom back then, the self-esteem that has not yet disappeared.

However, Zhou Tianhao felt that the senior was being modest, so he put his arms around his shoulders and said that the senior should think about it tonight.

After the annual meeting, Zhao Wenbin left the meeting, and the third-ranked perfumer proposed to go to karaoke. After a lot of response, some high-level groups of Lotus went to a certain club in a mighty way, and re-ordered wine.During the feasting and feasting, everyone drank a little too much, so someone suggested to order "princess".Su Lan always hated this kind of thing, so she got up and left, Zhou Tianhao drank a little too much, sat on the sofa and didn't want to move, and planned to wait for the assistant to carry him back.Using the senior's "hard disk girlfriend" as the standard, he scoured the girls present, but none caught his eye, but at the corner several sofas away, he found a silhouette in a white shirt.

The silhouette is hidden in the light and music, leaning against a closed window, sprinkled with starlight.Zhou Tianhao turned sideways and asked Su Lan: "Since when did this store become neutral?"

Su Lan left a long time ago, he made up an answer in his head, picked up his wine glass and walked over.

At that time, he had already drunk too much, and he couldn't see the face clearly at all. He only thought that the person was too beautiful.He smells nice.It smells very good, completely in line with his liking, and it is exactly the same as the scent he specially prepared for Senior Xiao and sprinkled on his shirt, it is almost criminal.Turning around to see my eyes are like stars, bright and sad, I want to kiss them after one more look.In addition, there is a virtual one beside him, who has gone home a long time ago, but at this moment he kept saying in his ear, "Yes, this store has changed to a neutral style, go ahead and indulge yourself is not a sin." Su Lansu son.

Zhou Tianhao threw him down on the sofa directly: "What's your name?"