My years as a menswear boss

Facing the sun, Jiqiu sharpened the glass tube with a letter-opening knife. She blew off the white debris on it, saw the clear scale, and showed a relieved smile, "Finally it didn't break." '

She has been looking for later generations of thermometers in the market these days, but in the end she only found a snake-shaped thermometer from zero to one hundred degrees, which can only measure the temperature of liquids and cannot be applied to medicine at all.

Then pry open the thermometer on the market, and slowly inject the mercury inside into the new glass tube.

Jiqiu held the glass tube with tweezers and burned it in the flame of an alcohol lamp. The top gradually softened, and sealed the glass tube with an iron sheet.

"Adrian, are you free?" Margaret asked while standing at the door watching the young man place the extremely thin glass tube in his hand on the iron frame.

"What's wrong?" Jiqiu took off his thick gloves, went to the bathroom and scrubbed the black marks on his hands.

"There is a performance at the Opera House tonight, can you go see it with me?"

"Of course." Jiqiu shook off the water on his hands, "What time is it at night?"

"Seven o'clock sharp."

After dark, Jiqiu put on a decent suit and waited in front of the carriage. After a while, the well-dressed Margaret came slowly from the door.

Margaret held up her skirt and spun around, "Does it look good?"

"It looks good." Jiqiu smiled and stretched out his hand to help her into the carriage.

The Opera House is always the busiest place, where you can see the celebrities of the entire upper class in Paris, most of whom come with their lovers.

As soon as Margaret got out of the carriage, she attracted a lot of attention. She took the young man's hand and walked to the gate of the opera house in a hurry, and handed out the ticket to the attendants.

The theater attendant took the ticket with a smile on his face. He had long been familiar with the beauty of this woman.

As long as she attends a performance, the tickets in the box will be sold out, and even the auction mode is opened in the box adjacent to her.

Jiqiu sat in the box, her attention was not on the stage, because she had watched these performances countless times. In her previous life, in order to get inspiration, she booked an exclusive box in every opera house in Paris.Even those operas that have not yet been released, she has already watched a round.

She is more interested in the audience coming and going in the theater. Every time she meets a different person here, in her inner world, Jiqiu wantonly analyzes the background of everyone passing by to pass the time.

Margaret placed the camellia in her hand on the window of the box, and she picked up the binoculars on the table and began to watch the stage performance.

Jiqiu glanced at the window of the nearby box, and she found that no matter whether the men around him, with or without lovers, were all paying attention to the box where she was.

Her gaze met a bearded man, who gave her an ambiguous smile.Apparently seeing her as Marguerite's new lover.

But what Jiqiu didn't know was that she was also the focus of everyone's attention.

The noble ladies and ladies in the vicinity were all inquiring about the origin of the outstanding young man, but they found nothing.That person casts a veil of mystery in their hearts.

"Maybe it's some foreign prince." The young lady said to her female companion, waving the folding fan in her hand lightly.

"I don't know if he is engaged or not, even if he establishes a lover relationship, it will be enviable."

The female companion covered her lips with a folding fan and said softly that she planned to get all the news about the young man when she got home.

In another box, the charming female nobleman looked at Jiqiu with her eyes and said, "Could he be La Traviata's new lover?"

"Who knows, maybe it's a little boy she maintained." The young lover was dissatisfied with the woman's sight being taken away, and his tone was a little sour.

"Oh, that's just right." The noblewoman couldn't help laughing, she had just inherited a large inheritance and was missing a lover who could afford it.

"Adrian, are you okay?" Margaret looked at the stern expression of the young man, and she pressed Jiqiu's hand worriedly, "If you feel uncomfortable, we can leave immediately."

"I'm fine. It's just that I'm not used to it." Jiqiu shook her head, trying her best to ignore those prying eyes.

After the performance, Jiqiu and Margaret had just stepped out of the box when they were handed a greeting card.

After taking it, she glanced at the signature on it, and handed it to Margaret, "This is for you."

After Margaret opened it, she glanced at the message on it, and she looked at the young man beside her with a questioning look, "A gentleman who helped me a lot would like to introduce his childhood playmate, you Would you like to wait in the box with me?"

"Then let's go see them." Jiqiu thought for a while and chose to go back to the box with Margaret to wait for someone to come. She couldn't leave Margaret alone in the box with confidence.

After a while, there was a knock on the door, and the servant standing at the door opened the door after receiving instructions.

There were two young men standing outside the door, and Jiqiu recognized one of them at first sight as the man he met outside the clothing store that day.

The man's companion came forward and took out a package of candied grapes, "I heard that this is Miss Goetti's favorite snack, so we bought some and came to visit."

He stepped forward and held out his hand to Jiqiu, "I'm Moore Ernest, nice to meet you."

"Adrian Goetti, nice to meet you." Jiqiu shook hands with him, and she soon saw that the appreciation in Ernest's eyes was replaced by contempt.

'I thought it was some kind of nobleman, but it turned out to be just the younger brother of a (female branch) girl. '

Ernest straightened his back, he had already forgotten that he was just breathless by the expensive pressure.

"This is my friend, Armand Duval, the tax collector's son." Ernest introduced his companion.

At this time, Armand's heart has been replaced by secret joy, "It turns out that it's not her lover, it's great." '

Jiqiu put her outstretched hand in the air, and she looked at the man trapped in her own world with a cold expression, "Mr. Duval?"

Only then did Armand come to his senses, and immediately reached out to shake Jiqiu's hand, "It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Goetti."

'Will Margaret like such a man in the future? '

Jiqiu has never read "La Traviata" carefully, she only remembers the names of the hero and heroine, and the cause of death of the heroine.

But this does not prevent Jiqiu from having a bad first impression of Armand.In her opinion, this is a dude with no skills, and he is also a good-looking dog.If his appearance is stretched a little, it will be even more unsightly.

"Mr. Ernest, where is the candied fruit you said you brought me?"

When Margaret saw the two people whose atmosphere had dropped to freezing point, she stood up to warm up the scene.

"Oh, Mr. Duval," Ernest replied.

Marguerite's beautiful eyes met Armand's flustered gaze, and she smiled, "Nice to meet you, Mr. Duval."

Armand's face was flushed, and he handed over the candy paper bag in his hand, "Me too."

"Sorry, my friend is a bit introverted, please don't pay attention to his faux pas." Ernest also joined in to smooth things over, and he chatted with Margaret about the recent situation with a calm demeanor.

They exchanged recent events in the social circle, "...the lady unfortunately contracted a serious disease, and the Duke is looking for doctors to treat his daughter's illness."

Margaret was attracted by this news, and she quietly inquired about the lady's information, "If Adrian heals the Duke's daughter, it will be very good for him to integrate into the upper class." '

But she quickly vetoed this idea, "If Adrian can't heal the lady, wouldn't it be a disaster. '

Jiqiu didn't know what Marguerite was thinking, she was looking at Armand at this moment, both of them were silent, and neither of them wanted to start a conversation.

'Mediocre, does he have any advantages? '

If the first world Jiqiu experienced was "La Traviata", she would not have this idea.

It's a pity that Sherlock Holmes, Fitzwilliam Darcy, and Edmond Dantès she has already met, these male protagonists are too shining, and they completely make Armand Duval useless.

After Ernest chatted with Margaret, he tried to get his friend to talk to this beautiful woman to wash away his shame, but Armand's reaction completely disappointed him.

Armand faced Marguerite with a slightly teasing expression, and his proud magnetic voice became dry.

'I always feel like she's teasing a puppy. ’ he thought to himself inwardly.

Finally Margaret felt a little tired, she stood up slowly, "It's getting late, honorable gentlemen, we still have a ball to attend, please allow me and my brother to make a rude request."

"Don't worry about it, my friend and I are also planning to leave." It was still Ernest who answered, he already knew the origin of the youth, he thought that the secret pleasure was well hidden, but in fact It has been stripped clean by Jiqiu.

Ernest had no intention of understanding why a young man from the countryside would have an aristocratic air, all he needed to know was that Adrian Goetti had a courtesan sister.

Margaret stepped into the carriage with Jiqiu's hand, and she waited until Jiqiu came up before asking, "Adrian, do you think I have embarrassed you?"

"Never." Jiqiu replied firmly, she lowered her head to sort out the bouquet of camellias held by Margaret. The white camellias were a little wilted, but under the young man's slender fingers, they looked good again.

Margaret took the camellia from Jiqiu's hand, and she looked out the window, "I want to live in a different way."

"At least we can't continue like this." She muttered to herself.

She is a very delicate and sensitive person. She has seen all kinds of people in the social circle. It is easy to analyze what a man is thinking from his behavior. The actions of Ernest and Armand just now completely stimulated her. That numb nerve.

'Adrian is still so young, I can't hold him back.She wants to be a doctor, how can I get off her hind legs. '

"No matter what kind of person you are, as long as you are Margaret and become your relative, I will never feel ashamed." Jiqiu said softly.