Floating Perfume Shop

Zhou Tianhao stepped on the phone and asked, "Senior Xiao, did I kiss you yesterday?"

When he asked this sentence, his eyes were like lacquer, his eyes were dark, and his hands were so strong that Xiao Chongyun couldn't break free for a while.Xiao Chongyun carefully recalled the situation of last night, and he was sure that Zhou Tianhao was so drunk that he was unconscious, maybe he remembered some embarrassing things vaguely, but it was just a blurred fragment.

He smiled, and patted Zhou Tianhao's hand holding his arm: "There is nothing, you remember it wrong."

Zhou Tianhao gave his hand away, Xiao Chongyun stepped into the room, pretended to turn around, put back the glass used yesterday, and put the kettle back as it was: "Everyone drinks too much, don't pay too much attention to it. Yesterday you It's just that he slept too hard and didn't make any other fools."

Zhou Tianhao followed behind him: "No, senior, I must have kissed you."

He stretched out his index finger and pointed to his cheek: "I remember very clearly that I kissed your face in a taxi."

Remember so clearly, this TM is embarrassing.

Xiao Chongyun destroyed all the crime scenes, without changing his face: "You remember wrong."

"It's true that I sent a text message to your assistant yesterday." He held Zhou Tianhao's hand. I haven’t asked for your card yet, let me return it to you. When we meet again in the future, you must thank him well.”

Xiao Chongyun used his mobile phone to book a return flight at night, declined the invitation of the boss on Tuesday about the new brand, urged him to pay the final payment for the project as soon as possible, and then boarded a taxi to the airport, saying goodbye.When sending him to the car, Zhou Tianhao was still in a daze, and he held the door for a long time, unwilling to close it: "Senior Xiao, I really feel like I kissed you yesterday."

"If you keep living in the illusion of drinking," Xiao Chongyun patted him on the shoulder, "you will miss the sky full of clouds when you are awake."

Xiao Chongyun returned to City C, the store door was open, and the kid was standing in front of the counter reading a book, as if the end of the semester was coming.A courier box was placed on the glass table, and the recipient had his name written on it.When Xiao Chongyun entered the shop, the little ghost didn't even lift his head, and he was very focused on reading. Xiao Chongyun found scissors to open the express delivery by himself, and pulled out a pink plush scarf from the cardboard box, with a little rabbit hanging on it.It's winter, the collar of the kid's coat is low, and a large part of his neck is exposed, which makes him feel distressed.

Xiao Chongyun happily took out the New Year's gift, Zhang Song closed the book suddenly: "No."

He took two steps back: "I don't want rabbits."

It wasn't Zhang Song's children's shoes that had the final say, Boss Xiao pressed the child on the counter in two steps, tied the scarf forcibly, and even patted the bunny's decoration, trying to fit it properly.He took a few steps back to look at his clerk, and felt that the rabbit made him look much softer and cuter. He immediately established a new shop rule and designated this scarf as work clothes. From now on, all (the only) clerks must wear it every day when they go to work.

"When is the final paper due?" Xiao Chongyun sat on the rocking chair and pulled a blanket to cover his knees.

"tomorrow."

"What did you write?"

"A Brief Discussion on the Development Trend of the Perfume Market at Home and Abroad."

"Such a big topic." Xiao Chongyun took the paper, flipped through a few pages casually, and laughed, "Most domestic perfumes are low-end, cheap and rough, and reduced to imitation of famous international brands——No, Xiao Songsong , look at the perfume in our store, although the price is not high, it is also unique and cute, not crudely made, don't say that about your boss."

"It's not that cheap perfumes are bad. There are many kinds of spices, and the cost is naturally different. Some are more expensive than gold, and some can be used by you and me. My mother once said that the pursuit of good smell is everyone's right, so Some people launch expensive works, and some people are willing to concoct perfumes that are not expensive but very cute and affordable for everyone. She said that a perfumer who can cut a printed tablecloth into a cute dress is the same as launching Masters of top luxury accessories are also worthy of respect." Xiao Chongyun took a pen to draw on the paper and changed a few places, "The problem of domestic perfumes is indeed imitation, but cheap does not necessarily mean failure, what do you think?"

The little ghost asked: "The things in our shop are cheap, isn't it because you don't have money to buy good raw materials?"

"No, it's because we focus more on the affordable market."

"Then why did you raise the price of all the perfumes in the store?"

Boss Xiao almost slammed the paper angrily: "Isn't this the end of the year! Have you ever seen a store that doesn't generate revenue at the end of the year! Can our small perfume rise to the price of Zhou Tianhao's family!"

Boss Xiao whitewashed his price increase behavior: "No matter how much we increase, it is still a price that is close to the people, and it is also a perfume that the people can afford!"

The little ghost didn't say a word, took the paper to the store to correct it, and handed it in the next day, and it is said that he got an A.

Xiao Chongyun was very happy that the thesis he supervised was appreciated by the school. Every day he took his mobile phone to download the thesis in the store, and passed it to the little ghost through QQ, so that he would have more time to cultivate his sentiments.He also made a special trip to find Ben Custer on WeChat and asked for a batch of materials in English and French, and packed them together.In those few days, except for the pink scarf, Zhang Song's body was all black, and even his forehead was emitting black smoke.The end of the year was approaching, the weather was suddenly cold, and prices were rising, so there were not many people in the store. Xiao Chongyun read the newspaper every day, flirted with the kid, and lived a very comfortable life.

He urged Zhang Song: "The beginning of the new year is the final of the rookie show. When you go back during the winter vacation, think carefully about what work you will take."

Xiao Chongyun was afraid that his students would not be able to go home, so he reminded him three times a day: "Taxi is expensive at the end of the year, have you made an appointment to pick up the car at the train station? Have you bought instant noodles? Bring a thermos cup so you can drink water in the car. There is a Winnie the Pooh in the shop." you bring..."

The kid didn't know why he was in a bad mood and refused to rub his shoulders.

The landline phone in the store rang, and Xiao Chongyun picked it up. It was the organizing committee of the perfume rookie show, and he said congratulations for entering the final.Xiao Chongyun handed the phone to Zhang Song, thinking it might be to explain the time and details of the finals, so he went into the room to find a piece of white paper and a pencil.When he came out, the kid had already hung up the phone and stood in front of the phone without saying a word.

"say what?"

"The final will be in the beginning of spring in March, and eight contestants will compete for the championship. Prepare a theme, including the design of the perfume bottle, and record a VCR to express the production ideas and design inspiration."

Xiao Chongyun felt quite right: "What else?"

"Nothing."

The little ghost said that he started to collect things, saying that he would go home by train tomorrow.He lowered his head and rummaged through the store, taking out the books and notebooks that he usually left here one by one, neatly folding them, and packing them into a white canvas schoolbag.The logo of the school bag was cut off, and the quality should look good. It has been memorized for four years in college, and it is a little fuzzy after washing.Xiao Chongyun watched Zhang Song tidy up silently, and suddenly felt something was wrong, so he got up and walked to the phone.

When he pressed the callback button, Zhang Song noticed it and suddenly wanted to grab the receiver, but it was already connected.

"Yes, I'm his teacher, and I didn't hear some details clearly just now." Xiao Chongyun picked up the microphone, "I wrote down the time, March. Does the perfume bottle only need a design draft or a finished product? Thank you, can I hire an advertising company for VCR? the last point……"

He was writing with the receiver between his face, and suddenly froze: "What is the last point of review? The qualifications of independent perfumers? Didn't they go through the review when filling out the application form?"

"There will be another review before the final," the female voice on the other end of the phone is sweet and soft, "The independent perfumers recognized in this competition, in addition to having a perfumer qualification certificate, must also have released at least two works—these are the ones that participated in the competition at the beginning. It’s all written in the charter. This time we mainly review historical works, and what we require are regular marketed perfumes, and privately prepared and sold perfumes are not counted.”

Xiao Chongyun frowned: "I remember that your historical works did not have such strict requirements in the past, and there are also many newcomers who used their university studies to compete."

The other party didn't expect Xiao Chongyun to be knowledgeable, so he paused, flustered for a moment.After a moment of silence, the sweet female voice hung up the phone: "The regulations are getting stricter now, I'm really sorry."

Calling it back won't do anything, Xiao Chongyun knows that some kind of force is secretly intervening, maybe it's Zhang Wenshan, revenge for his draw in the Xiangxiang competition, maybe it's other players.

He guessed it was Zhang Wenshan.

Zhang Song has a "Joy", which was officially launched at Lotus. Although the production volume is as low as that of Playhouse, it also complies with the regulations, but the organizing committee needs two models.A perfume often takes years as a cycle from research and development to demonstration to marketing promotion.It's January now, and the rookie finals are just two months away. Hurry up, Zhang Song won't be able to catch up.

The methods are so disgusting that Xiao Chongyun can't think of anyone else except him.

Although Zhang Song is a novice, the rules and principles are clear.He knew he was out when he hung up the phone, and he didn't want Xiao Chongyun to waste his efforts for him, so he omitted the news.It may also be that Boss Xiao has been in such a good mood these past few days that he couldn't bear to destroy it.The little ghost's face has always been ugly, and he can swallow ten tons of coptis without changing his expression. He feels that as long as he doesn't open his mouth, the teacher won't know.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Chongyun would call back on the spot.

"You don't tell me," Xiao Chongyun asked, "What about the match day?"

"Just say that I was stuck in traffic and disqualified for being late," Zhang Song muffled, "You can deduct money from me at most, what can you do to me?"

It's better than telling you that what you fought for with me wholeheartedly was killed in the cradle by others.

This is a particularly ridiculous behavior, just like a sapling cut down by robbers, not wanting to make the person who planted the tree sad, insisting that he was blown down by the strong wind.

"The goal you set for me at the beginning was to enter the semi-finals. I entered the quarterfinals, which is already very good." Zhang Song tidied up his schoolbag, put it on a wooden chair, and looked back at Xiao Chongyun, "Even if you miss the final, I am also very satisfied."

He repeated again: "It's really satisfying."

Sitting in the store, Xiao Chongyun looked at the gloomy weather and sparse pedestrians outside, and took a breath of white smoke.In winter, the sky gets dark very quickly. After sitting like this for a while, it will be dark soon.He thought about Zhang Song going home tomorrow, closing the door early today, going to have a steaming dinner together, and chatting for comfort.The little ghost was standing at the door of the store, looking at something, and immediately closed the store door and rolled the shutter door. Before it was closed, someone knocked on the door outside and lifted the shutter door upwards.

Zhou Tianhao wore a gray woolen coat and a plaid scarf around him. He finally opened the rolling door and squeezed in through the gap, accusing the child: "I'm also the one who bought your perfume. Why do you close the door when you see customers coming?" ? Has no one ever told you that corporate interests should come before personal grievances?"

Zhou Tianhao put the suitcase on the ground when he entered the door: "Senior Xiao, I called and asked, and there is no girl named Xiaoyun in that KTV."

He walked up to Xiao Chongyun in two steps, stared at his face, and was very angry: "It was you that I kissed that night!"