President of Custom

Until the end of the fashion show, Song Fengshi was in a state of inexplicable heart palpitations.

Like a cow drinking a large pot of espresso, Song Fengshi's heart was beating wildly, as if he was about to fall ill and die at any time.

"This is not acceptable." Song Feng thought to himself, "It cannot be like this."

After the fashion show ended, Jin Lanshu stood up gracefully, greeted the applause, and was about to accept an interview.He still had a lot of work to do, and it seemed that his mind was also on the next work, so he left with his back to Song Feng.Although he looked back at Song Feng for a while, the meaning in his eyes was unclear.Song Fengshi didn't dare to speculate.

Soon, Jin Lanshu was surrounded by the crowd, and a beam of light shone from above his head, shining like a rose surrounded by green leaves.

In Song Fengshi's eyes, Jin Lanshu is an eternal rose.

It's just that far away.

Song Fengshi shook his head slightly, stood up, and walked back to the back row. His colleagues were also preparing to leave and resume the stall.Hai Lei smiled and said to Song Feng, "Let's go, we have reserved a table in the restaurant!"

At this moment, the word "reject" that Jin Lanshu said sounded in Song Fengshi's mind.

"Push it off."

"Because I made a date with you."

Jin Lanshu said so.

Song Fengshi was swayed, and his eyes showed hesitation.

Hai Lei is a sensitive woman. When she noticed Song Fengshi's hesitation, she asked, "What's the matter? Is there something urgent? Is it inconvenient?"

Song Fengshi nodded with regret on his face: "Yes... sorry..."

Everyone said: "It's okay, it's okay, go if you have something to do! It's a pity, but it's the same next time we go together."

Song Fengshi bid farewell to everyone. Seeing the backs of his colleagues leaving, he turned his face in a daze, and then turned his gaze to the center of the exhibition hall. He saw that Jin Lanshu was still surrounded by stars and many people.Even though it was so far away, so far away that Jin Lanshu's face could not be seen clearly, Song Fengshi could still imagine how high-spirited Jin Lanshu must be at this moment.

Song Fengshi couldn't help feeling sorry for himself, obviously he was the same classmate at the beginning, but now it's a far cry from each other.

However, he quickly shook his head negatively: Jin Lanshu and I are just "classmates", but not "almost".

He is much better than me.

Because they are in the same class, take classes together, or even live in the same dormitory, it is easy to have the illusion of "I am similar to him".This illusion is deceptive.But when you graduate and work for a few years, this illusion will be ruthlessly shattered by reality. The gap between "old classmates" can be bigger than the sky and the sea.

Song Fengshi was a little discouraged.

He couldn't help but think that if it wasn't because his father "collected debts" and forced him to pay back the tuition quickly, then he wouldn't be a teller.Is it like that, he can also become better?Even if it's not as good as Jin Lanshu, it's not so far behind...

This kind of "what if" thought was terrible, his thinking was trapped in a whirlpool, and he couldn't get out for a while.

It's just spinning and turning gray.

At this time, a staff member opened his mouth towards Song Feng: "Sir, I'm sorry, the show is over."

Only then did Song Fengshi briefly withdraw from the vortex of his thoughts and return to reality, exhaled slightly, and nodded to the staff: "Well, I'll leave right away."

Song Fengshi left the show with vain footsteps.

He thought again, he was so good at making himself unhappy, why did he think about "what if"?How can there be so many "ifs" in the world?Why don't you think "if you are worth tens of billions"?If... the four words "if at the beginning" are self-torture!

Song Fengshi walked in a trance while walking, and unconsciously stepped on the ground and fell down the stairs.

"Woo..." Song Fengshi fell firmly to the ground and let out a cry of pain.

Fortunately, he didn't fall from a very high place, but just stepped over two steps.But there was severe pain in the ankle, as if he had been seriously injured.He was complaining about himself just now, and now he fell down again, and his mood was even worse.

"Are you okay?" Someone reached out to him.

At first glance, it looks like a pampered hand, with ten fingers that look like green onions. At first glance, I thought it was a lady's hand, but when I looked closely, I saw that the joints were well-defined and strong, so I knew it was a man's hand.

Song Fengshi raised his head and saw the other party: "Mr. Liu?"

Lewis kindly helped him up.

Song Fengshi said with a wry smile, "You saw me as a joke."

"Are you okay?" Lewis asked. "Need to see a doctor?"

Song Fengshi smiled: "No need! I'll just go and have a rest!"

Lewis helped Song Fengshi to a nearby open-air cafe and sat down.It's night now, the open air is cool, and you can watch pigeons sitting outside.Lewis sat there while playing Song Feng, went to buy two cups of coffee himself, and brought a glass full of ice cubes.

"This is?" Song Fengshi looked at the ice cube, not knowing why.

"You have a sprain?" Lewis said. "Need ice."

Song Fengshi was quite embarrassed, but his ankle really hurt, so he took off the small leather shoes that tightly bound the soles of his feet, and took off his socks. The exposed ankle was indeed red and swollen.

"Look, if you don't apply ice now, it will get worse," Lewis said.

Song Fengshi smiled: "Thank you."

Song Fengshi took the cup of ice in his hands, and wanted to grab two pieces of ice and put them on his feet, but was stopped by Lewis: "You can't stick it directly to the skin. Too cold is not good for your health."

Having said that, Lewis took off the scarf tied around his neck, wrapped it in ice, and handed it to Song Fengshi.

Song Fengshi took the scarf wrapped in ice tremblingly, touched the texture of the scarf, and thought: "Is this pure cashmere?" He glanced at the brand on the trademark, and his eyes turned black: "Do you have any cashmere?" What's the matter with the rich man? How much is it to buy an ice pack at the pharmacy?"

Seeing that the scarf was wrapped in ice, Song Fengshi considered it useless, and it seemed bad to say no, so he had to wrap the scarf around his ankles while thanking him.The ice cubes are indeed too cold, especially in this season outdoors. The coolness from the layers of cashmere wrapping is just right, which can calm the hot wounds without being too cold.

However, Song Fengshi's scalp tingled when he thought of the price of the scarf.

Lewis didn't seem to care at all.

In such a state, if Song Fengshi made a fuss, he would look petty.But he still couldn't feel sorry for it, so he said, "Your cashmere scarf can't get wet like this, it's ruined."

Lewis smiled and said, "It's okay. It's just a thing."

Song Fengshi coughed twice, and said, "Well, even so..."

"If you feel sorry, you can lose money." Lewis said, "This scarf is not new, so let me give you a [-]% discount."

Song Fengshi was drinking coffee, but now he heard it and almost choked.

Lewis also smiled: "Just kidding."

Song Fengshi also recalled it, and said with a smile, "I think so too."

Lewis said again: "There's no need to lose money, it's clichéd. Why don't you come and support me?"

"Join?" Song Fengshi was a little surprised, "What kind of show?"

Lewis said: "I'm going to hold a small event nearby tomorrow, and there aren't many people coming, so it's good if you can come. You can also bring a friend, such as the lady before, that's fine too."

Song Fengshi was a little surprised: "What kind of small event is it?"

"It's just a bazaar." Lewis replied, "Because it's Fashion Week and there are many people, I held a small bazaar. But I don't think there are many people. It must be very deserted. If you can come Just a field."

Song Fengshi agreed.

On the other side, Jin Lanshu had finished the brief interview, but when she turned her head, she found that Song Fengshi had disappeared, and she was rather annoyed.When he gets annoyed, Owen bumps into it.Owen saw Jin Lanshu's face, and knew "I don't know who offended our CEO", and immediately smiled obsequiously: "This event went really well! I heard many guests outside saying that they were very surprised!"

Jin Lanshu snorted coldly and said, "Where's Xiao Song?"

Owen thought to himself: Damn, isn't this the man you want to date?My dame sent someone to sit next to you, you can lose all of this, so why her dame blame me?

Owen swallowed his saliva and said, "This...isn't Mr. Song sitting with you?"

Jin Lan said impatiently: "Aren't I going to be interviewed? Why is he missing?"

When Owen saw the staff responsible for clearing the venue pass by, he immediately stopped them, and immediately begged to "lead the disaster to the east". He only said, "Have you seen Mr. Xiao Song?"

The staff was also confused: "What? Who is Mr. Xiao Song?"

Owen scolded: "Mr. Xiao Song, you don't even recognize him? It's that excellent employee who just sat next to President Jin!"

The staff thought about it carefully before saying, "I... I don't recognize him, so I asked him to leave."

When Owen heard this, he was overjoyed: Oh, someone took the blame!

Jin Lanshu really showed sullen expression when she heard the words, but she kept her identity and didn't like to speak harshly to each other.Owen knew it in his heart, so he became the villain and reprimanded the staff: "Do you know how to do things? Could it be that a distinguished guest has come, and you invite him to go? If you don't know, don't talk too much! Who is your boss? He didn't teach you ?"

When the staff heard this, they thought that they were going to bring Master into trouble again, so they turned pale, feeling that disaster was imminent.

At this moment, another employee walked in.That was the receptionist who led Song Feng to the seat next to Jin Lanshu.When Owen saw him, he also asked, "Have you seen Mr. Xiao Song?"

The receptionist laughed as soon as he heard it: "I really saw him. He was chatting and drinking coffee with a handsome guy in the coffee shop outside. He was still barefoot, so strange."

At this moment, Owen felt as if he heard the sound of Jin Lanshu gnashing his teeth.

Must be hallucinations.

Owen shook his head, and saw Jin Lanshu strode away.The staff responsible for clearing the venue were frightened by Jin Lanshu's aura just now, and could only say pitifully, "Oh my God, will President Jin remember me?"

Owen said angrily: "You think so beautifully!"

He Owen was only remembered by Jin Lanshu after he became an assistant in March.

After speaking, Owen followed and walked with Jin Lanshu.Seeing that Jin Lan was so depressed, he said, "I think the staff just now must have misunderstood it. Who would chat with people with bare feet?"

"I told you to read more!" Jin Lanshu replied, "Pan Jinlian doesn't know?"

Owen was startled, and didn't know how to respond, so he gave a thumbs up: "The president reads a lot!"

Since you don't know what to say, it's right to flatter you!