Floating Perfume Shop

Xiao Chongyun endured that force.

"How can it be so easy now?" He smiled and reached out to pat Zhang Wenshan's shoulder, and said in a low voice, "You came here alone."

Zhang Wenshan let go, Xiao Chongyun took a step back and stood leaning against the sofa.His suit was a little messy, but he stood up straight, a bit like a tree in the wind: "Now it's not like Nanyang in the past. In a society with such close interpersonal relationships in China, how can it be so easy to take a person away?"

"I opened a store, accepted students, bought five social insurances and one housing fund regularly, paid utility bills, paid rent, and paid wages. Such a big living person suddenly disappeared, and there would be some troubles anyway. You said my landlord reported Don't call the police?" He laughed, "Besides, this hotel is not very good, but the lobby is well monitored, there are so many people, and people are kidnapped in broad daylight, which is enough to make some news hot spots."

Zhang Wenshan didn't speak.

Dongyang came in from the window and fell on the man's shadowy face. Zhang Wenshan just stood there, seeming to be weighing the pros and cons.The monitoring of the hotel can be bought with money, and it is really difficult to deal with too many people coming and going.He raised his head suddenly: "You said that 'charm' was not imitated by you, who is that? Zhou Tianhao?"

Xiao Chongyun was noncommittal.

It is indeed possible, if any domestic perfumer has this strength, except for his dear brother, he will be the next one.Perhaps Zhang Song is already counted as a member of Lotus, so he can use some connections—no, this is not something that pets can do.Zhou Tianhao and Zhang Wenshan thought of that frivolous, decent-looking face that had appeared on magazine covers for a long time.He seems to be Xiao Chongyun's junior. He once stopped him at the "Melancholy" review meeting regardless of the occasion to ask about the past. This kind of concern is unusual.If it is said that he helped Xiao Chongyun imitate the fragrance, Xiao Chongyun is protecting this person like this...

The current Xiao Chongyun is no longer the single-handed, high-spirited, innocent young man with flaws all over his body.Time and Zhang Wenshan himself polished the youth in his memory, making him cautious and considerate.

"But a place like yours made an appointment to meet me," Zhang Wenshan raised his eyelids, "I have no sincerity at all, so let me go. It would be too insincere not to meet each other in this life."

Xiao Chongyun's heart sank.

He knew that Zhang Wenshan was a lunatic.In essence, he is a person who values ​​interests very much. However, when he is crazy, all interests will not work. He just wants to do what he wants to do, by any means, regardless of the cost.This is a gamble, what Xiao Chongyun is blocking is that his chips are heavy enough.

He has one last chip left.

The envelope was placed under the mahogany table, he took it out and pushed it over.Zhang Wenshan bent down to pick it up, and took it apart to look at it.

This is the last thing he can give with all his strength to buy himself a future.He stared at Zhang Wenshan's face with all his attention, watching him open the envelope, take out the documents inside, and read them one by one.Any subtle facial movement has its inner meaning, but Zhang Wenshan's face is as if covered with frost, expressionless.

"You actually wrote this." He held up the things in his hand, "After that, you, me, and the Xiao family really have nothing to do with each other."

"The Xiao family has long since disappeared. Didn't you change your surname to Zhang?"

Zhang Wenshan didn't speak for a while, just looked at him, his eyes were dark.

"Okay, as you wish," he finally put away the envelope and sneered, "I have to go back and tell Uncle Li that the second young master has grown up, and he can already use his ancestral property to do business with others."

Back then you insulted me, imprisoned me and tortured me, wasn't it for this?The ancestral property is not the ancestral property, it is just a matter of status. It doesn't matter who's name is written on the things that will never come back in a lifetime.

Zhang Wenshan turned and walked out, Xiao Chongyun stopped him: "Wait."

Zhang Wenshan had already reached the center of the lobby, turned around, and was really waiting there, looking at him from afar through the crowd.

"Tell Uncle Li and the others," Xiao Chongyun said, "Take care of your health and happy new year."

Zhang Wenshan looked at him without speaking.

Two men who looked like bodyguards entered the lobby from outside the door, one helped him pull the glass door, and the other led the way.The Bentley had already stopped at the door, and the white-gloved driver stood by the door. Zhang Wenshan sat in and glanced at him through the dark glass.

It wasn't until the black Bentley disappeared on the streets at the end of the year that Xiao Chongyun breathed a sigh of relief.He sat down and leaned against the sofa behind him, only to realize that his back was drenched with sweat.Sure enough, Zhang Wenshan did not go to the appointment alone.Fortunately, he prepared the document at the last moment.That was a desperate move, and since then he has nothing to do with the Xiao family in Nanyang, and has nothing to do with Zhang Wenshan.Originally, there was no substantive difference to Zhang Wenshan whether to sign or not to sign.

Zhang Wenshan is a shameless person, and he made the right choice for the final bargaining chip.

It seems that a mountain has been lifted from the shoulders, and the mood of the whole person is relaxed and happy.

This sense of ease and joy lasted until he got off the plane, went back to the store, and saw his students.

Boss Xiao opened the door and entered the house, and saw Zhang Song calling the police: "110? My teacher disappeared. From last night to this morning. Can't file a case within 24 hours? I want to complain to you, what is the police number——sorry My teacher is back."

The kid hung up the phone and looked at him sullenly.

Xiao Chongyun said: "Go and settle some men's affairs."

He carefully observed the little ghost's expression, took two steps back, and corrected: "No, it's not what you think! For a decent person like me, staying out at night is definitely not going to the red light street to find a lady. You can't be so suspicious of your teacher, It's really a matter between men, and by the way, it clears a little obstacle for you in the future."

He went on to educate his students: "Even if it is, with our mentor-student friendship, you can't call to report on your teacher, right?"

On the way back, Xiao Chongyun bought some food by the way, washed and made a table of dishes, asked the little ghost to eat, and asked him: "Today is the new year, don't you want to call home?"

"Tell me to my mother later." Zhang Song said.

Because of the haste, there was only one mandarin fish on the table, two plates of stir-fried vegetables, braised pork and cold dishes bought at the door, thinking that children love sweets, and fried a plate of rice cakes.Xiao Chongyun's specialty dish is actually braised pork. When he was a child, he was famous all over the world for concocting a perfume that smelled of braised pork in the fragrance room with his bare hands. This time it was too late, so he regrettably gave up.

"My mother's cooking was very good back then. It's a family tradition." He picked up the chopsticks and sighed. "It's a pity that I can only cook this dish, which caused my dad to eat braised pork for half a year."

"My mother can't cook," said the kid, "I'll go and tell her."

He clasped his hands together, closed his eyes and sat upright for two seconds, then squeezed his meat: "It's over."

Xiao Chongyun was shocked: "You—you told me before, you told your father to celebrate the New Year with your mother, and you told your mother..."

"Tell my mother to celebrate the new year at my dad's place. I just told my mother again, and I will celebrate the new year at my teacher's house instead."

Before, Xiao Chongyun knocked him on the head with a newspaper, saying that your parents were ruined as soon as they made a phone call.At that time, the kid was categorical and said that they didn't talk on the phone.

Xiao Chongyun didn't expect that it wasn't that he couldn't get through the phone, it was that he couldn't get through the phone.

It's heartbreaking.

"My dad thinks I'm celebrating the New Year at my grandfather's house," Zhang Song explained, "he won't ask too many questions."

On the New Year's Eve, he cooked a few dishes on the table, and Xiao Chongyun insisted that there should be no ambiguity during the New Year's Eve.He went to the vegetable market and spent ten yuan to buy a stack of lucky characters, and pasted the front and back of the whole house to get a good fortune for the new year.Then I bought firecrackers with great enthusiasm and hung them on the store door, saying that it was a year of bad luck to let go.

The New Year's Eve dinner was ordered from the hotel, and the little ghost took the bus to pick it up, and put it on a plate and set it up on a table.

The two set off firecrackers and huddled in front of the old TV to watch the Spring Festival Gala. Xiao Chongyun reached out and touched the kid's furry head: "After graduation, you should come back to see me often."

Zhang Song hummed.

"Stay well in the perfume industry, don't call me a student until you make a name for yourself."

"Also, after working, you should smile and say hello to everyone you see, don't always keep a straight face. Come on, have a look?"

"It's not like that, smile again."

Xiao Chongyun finally gave up and sent a text message to Zhou Tianhao: "My students always sneer when they watch cross talk sketches. When you join your company in the future, you must take it easy."

Zhou Tianhao called quickly, and the sky was full of fireworks on the other end of the phone, which was very noisy: "Senior, I've been really busy, very busy recently, otherwise how about you take care of it yourself? Lotus. After a few meetings, I still haven't found a suitable candidate, I think it's fate that you, Senior Xiao, will do it yourself."

"Have you found a candidate yet?"

The bell rang at twelve o'clock, and the fireworks here were set off one after another. Xiao Chongyun stood by the window looking for the signal, and there was a fire tree and silver flowers outside, colorful and colorful.At that moment, he seemed to feel that all the past had been reduced to ashes, and the future was blooming in the night sky, bright and beautiful.

He remembered that when he was negotiating with Zhang Wenshan, he really pulled the junior back and owed him a favor where no one knew.

"Maybe we should meet again and talk about it face to face," Xiao Chongyun said, "I'm not in good health, but I've started to recover slowly recently. I'll tell you about my situation in detail, and if you think it's acceptable, we can cooperate again. "