Olfactory failure

Wen Yanshu has suffered from insomnia quite frequently recently.

He messed up the quilt, and sat up from the bed when he couldn't calm down, and turned on the bedside wall lamp.

Closing eyes is Zheng Chengyan’s eyes full of dusk, opening eyes is the thick night outside the window, Wen Yanshu thought that he just missed the chance to get a bouquet of flowers, it turned out that he was looking for something with himself for a long time that day Missed.

In the dead of night, Wen Yanshu was suddenly inspired, took out the recipe book under the pillow, turned back to the unfinished page, and wrote down the names of several spices in the empty base note column: patchouli, hibiscus, olive Balsamic, Vetiver.

The rest of the ingredients have to wait for sitting in front of the fragrance table to adjust one by one before they can be finalized. Wen Yanshu combined the front and middle notes, and initially selected two fragrance notes to be designed, either spicy and woody, or woody. Strange fragrance.

The thoughts that had been blocked for many days suddenly became brighter, Wen Yanshu finally felt tired and hit his brain nerves, but he was reluctant to fall asleep clutching a rare inspiration, so he continued to record with the notebook on his knees.

Although the middle note is the theme of the whole perfume, the last note lasts the longest, and the experience is by no means monotonous.

The warm yellow wall lamp illuminates a corner of the bed, Wen Yanshu wrote on the paper: warm, calm, and a sense of security.

In the corner, Wen Yanshu drew a white rose and another sunset. He was about to close the book when he remembered something. He took the desk calendar on the bedside table and flipped back to November to check the date marked by the tasting meeting. , The day before was his and Zheng Chengyan's wedding anniversary.

The book was not big, and the post-tune column was crammed to the brim, so Wen Yanshu simply turned to the title page and wrote down the date, so that Zheng Chengyan would not be the only one to remember it in the future.

He put the desk calendar back on the bedside table, and there were two white roses in the vase next to it. He pulled off a petal with a little force and threw it into the water glass. After drinking the cold boiled water, he turned off the light and went to sleep.

The day of the business trip is approaching, Wen Yanshu handed over the application form approved by the manager to the HR department, and the female colleague in the department stamped it while teasing: "Group leader Wen, I heard that the boss of IDR came to Nafei yesterday holding flowers By the way, Xiao Zeng from your department said he went to the twelfth floor?"

Xiao Zeng is another perfumer in the perfume department. After being in the fashion industry for a long time, he will know a little about the senior management of domestic and foreign advertising companies. What's more, Zheng Chengyan was ostentatious at the entrance of Wen Yanshu's perfume room for so long yesterday. It was discussed behind the back by people who passed by the same level.

Wen Yanshu took the travel reimbursement form from the other party, and answered the wrong question: "I'm not old, I'm only 31 this year."

This sentence is tantamount to acquiescing to an intimate relationship. The person from the personnel department glanced at Wen Yanshu's right hand receiving the order, and said, "It turns out that Team Leader Wen's ring is not for decoration."

As usual, Wen Yanshu prevaricates it with a perfunctory smile, but today he is patient: "If the decorations are changed every other day, how can they wear them for two years in a row?"

He packed the list and went back to the twelfth floor. When he took the elevator, he remembered that he took Zheng Chengyan's car to get off work last night.

Zheng Chengyan's tone was helpless and tinged with grievances. Wen Yanshu explained seriously at the time that it was probably because the front desk recognized his face, and now he was thinking about it alone in the ascending car, but it was a lot of fun a while.

The reflective elevator door reflected his relaxed face, and then Wen Yanshu's thoughts jumped to not long ago, Zheng Chengyan said that he rarely saw him smile, and he said it was because there was nothing particularly happy about it.

Wen Yanshu stopped laughing before returning to the fragrance room. He unscrewed the door, just in time to see Jiang Er putting back a raw material bottle he was holding.

"What are you doing?" Wen Yanshu walked in with big strides, his eyes quickly scanned the multi-storey shelf.

The bottles and jars on his mixing table are arranged in an orderly manner according to the front, middle and tail notes. The experimental bottles with labels on the table contain the essences that are being debugged or have been blended. No one is allowed near his mixer.

Jiang Er's expression seemed envious: "Some animal spices are too expensive, and I haven't touched them since college."

Wen Yanshu checked the color of the liquid in the decanter. During this time, Jiang Er would either sit in front of the small table and cabinet to memorize materials, or go out with him to accumulate experience. The chances of a mixer are almost nil.

However, the premise for a perfumer to improve the ability to distinguish and imitate fragrances is to have personal contact with the raw materials of fragrances. Wen Yanshu admits that he has neglected the training of Jiang Er in this regard.

He took out a pass with a chip from his pocket and handed it to Jiang Er, saying: "The No. 10 fragrance room is a public area, but each perfumer's daily use time limit is only nine 10 minutes, you leave me three [-] minutes." Just a few minutes, and the rest is up to you.”

Jiang Er stared wide-eyed, and looked down at the one-inch photo of Wen Yanshu on the pass.

Instead of accepting the card, he held Wen Yanshu's wrist under the cuff and said happily, "Thank you, Team Leader Wen! I promise not to waste a single drop of raw material!"

The force on the wrist was uncontrollable due to Jiang Er's excitement, Wen Yanshu reacted greatly and withdrew his hand, and touched the recipe book to the ground during the movement.

Jiang Er was startled, and quickly squatted down to help him pick it up: "I'm sorry, Team Leader Wen, I was the one who was reckless."

"It's okay, remember to return the pass when you're done using it." Wen Yanshu took the recipe book that Jiang Er closed and handed him, "Also, it's impossible for raw materials not to be wasted, unless you succeed in the first experiment."

"I see." Jiang Er seemed to be holding a rare treasure. He put his pass in his pocket for fear of losing it in the toilet, and put it on the table for fear of accidentally sweeping it into a corner. Finally, he put it in the small pocket that came with his notebook. In the file bag.

Wen Yanshu reopened the recipe book and found out the spices he wrote down last night. As the blending was coming to an end, he began to think about what name he would give this fragrance.

Unable to come up with the name, Wen Yanshu was interrupted by the idle Jiang Er: "Group Leader Wen, is Mr. Zheng coming tonight?"

Last night Wen Yanshu got off work with flowers in his arms, huddled side by side with Zheng Chengyan in the elevator and attracted much attention. Today, he has been ridiculed by his colleagues no less than five times.

Annoying is not annoying, but the frequency is so high that it affects the work status a bit. He flicked the pen that couldn't get ink out, and asked, "No, what's wrong?"

"No, if he comes, I'll leave work early." Jiang Er scratched his eyebrows, "Last night was really... embarrassing, I poked at the door stupidly, and was made fun of by Xiao Zeng passing by."

Wen Yanshu found it funny, unscrewed the pen and replaced it with a new ink bag: "Didn't I remind you to leave early?"

"I thought you were testing my patience at work!" Jiang Er said, "It's a shame."

Wen Yanshu put the cap on the pen, inserted the pen into the pen holder and waited for the ink to flow to the nib, and picked up the mobile phone to pass the time while waiting.

His main screen interface is very simple, there are no too many games to watch, and it is difficult to find video players on major platforms. After thinking about it, Wen Yanshu finally clicked on the top of WeChat.

Their chat history is much richer than before. After Wen Yanshu edited the message and sent it out, he found this phenomenon after scrolling up and down.

The phone next to the computer vibrated. Zheng Chengyan just came back from the morning meeting. He put down the file and picked up the phone to unlock it. He leaned on the table with great interest and finished reading the news from Wen Yanshu: Did I go to IDR to pick you up from get off work last time? affect you?

Emotionally, Zheng Chengyan wanted to dial the phone immediately to inquire about the situation, but rationality allowed him to interpret the starting point of Wen Yanshu's question: I came here uninvited last night, causing you to be talked about behind your back by your colleagues?

Wen Yanshu: No, they all teased them face to face.

Zheng Chengyan accepted Wen Yanshu's complaints, and typed with a smile: Then I should go to Nafeli less in the future?

He found out that Wen Yanshu would not agree ruthlessly, so he sent the question to let the other party make a choice.

The door was knocked, and Zheng Chengyan raised his voice and said "Come in", and Yu Lin walked up to him holding the tablet: "Mr. Zheng, I helped you choose the Bosco Luo Hotel for business trip accommodation, and you have to personally arrange the services. Screening?"

Zheng Chengyan was still staring at the phone, waiting for Wen Yanshu to reply, and said, "You can figure it out, and send it to my phone when you're done."

"Okay." Yulin asked again, "Are you planning to visit the towns around Nice after talking about the project? If so, I'll book hotels in other places as well."

Zheng Chengyan didn't think about it for the time being: "Let's rent a car in advance, so it's convenient to travel."

"I've also chosen the car rental company, you choose the car." You Lin handed the tablet to Zheng Chengyan, and when the boss made the choice, she left the office swiftly on high heels.

Zheng Chengyan looked at his phone again, and after hearing that Yanshu had been silent for so long, he ruthlessly agreed: That's fine.

Shocked and regretful, he almost scratched the edge of the phone case and didn't think of what to say to remedy the situation. At this time, Wen Yanshu sent another sentence: I went to your company with flowers in my arms, and I also caused you to be caught by my subordinates. Talk about it behind your back.

Zheng Chengyan: No, they don’t want to work anymore?

Wen Yanshu: In order to protect the job, who will let the boss hear the gossip.

Zheng Chengyan was almost laughed at by Wen Yanshu's logic in front of the screen: What can they say?While waiting for the elevator, I boasted about Mr. Wen's good looks, and asked Mr. Wen when he will design a new product. I don't know how much face I have.

Wen Yanshu: The subtext of employees satisfying the vanity of the boss is that they hope that you will give them a salary increase as soon as possible.

Right in the middle of his arms, Zheng Chengyan replied straightforwardly: They have benefited, who will benefit me?

Wen Yanshu: What benefits do you want?

In the blink of an eye, this line of words disappeared from the chat interface, replaced by "wife withdrew a message" in Zheng Chengyan's eyes.

Zheng Chengyan retreated to advance: Let's go home for dinner tonight, I will cook.

Wen Yanshu was soaked in the aroma of the whole room, with his elbows resting on the armrests of the chair, it was rare for him to be so lazy and feel at ease.

Zheng Chengyan's appropriate begging made him feel very comfortable.

Just as he was about to agree, a call came in suddenly. Wen Yanshu had the experience of being called by the other party in the middle of a conversation with Zheng Chengyan, and he connected the call before he realized it.

Receiving the notes on the call interface with a visual lag, Wen Yanshu's hand holding the phone suddenly tightened, and he left his seat and walked outside: "Hello?"