Floating Perfume Shop

When Zhang Song entered, he saw Xiao Chongyun moved a stool and sat in front of the window, wondering what he was thinking.He was not wearing a thick coat that day, and it was left open. The fabric at the back hung down, making it look a little empty, and the lines of the shoulder blades could be seen.Zhang Song felt that when the teacher came back this time, he was indeed a little thinner than before he left.

He silently put the oil in the kitchen, then brought out the dinner and put it on the table.After a while, Xiao Chongyun came back to his senses, smiled, and sat on the edge of the temporary square table: "Just now Zhou Tianhao came, I just thought about it for a while."

"Oh." Zhang Song said.

"I'm wondering if I'm too weak." Xiao Chongyun pondered, "I've been injured twice, and I'm afraid of pain, so I don't want to take the second step."

He eventually put the subject aside and talked about the new studio.

The name of this studio was given by Xiao Chongyun, who used his graduation design perfume works.The memory of that period has always been very vague, as if it had been completely burned in the fire that year, but these two words have always been burned in my mind.After returning from France, the breath of that perfume has emerged from the depths of memory from time to time.In line with the principle of making the best use of everything, Xiao Chongyun slightly adjusted the formula of "Afterlife" as the main new product, and the studio naturally followed suit with this name.

Although Zhang Song's name is listed in the studio, and the external affairs are also run by little ghosts back and forth, in fact, Xiao Chongyun built it up hand in hand.At the beginning, I started from scratch, and I couldn't even find a factory willing to accept such small-scale products. Now, after a quarter, I finally straightened it out a bit.

"Haven't our perfumes been manufactured in that factory called Sihua before? They are busy at the end of the year, and we may have to change the production line."

"Ah."

"I found one on the Internet, and you may need to go to see their equipment. I'm in a hurry. I'll leave this week. I'll visit the editor-in-chief of Magazine A by the way. We bought their pages for publicity. Gotta say thank you."

Zhang Song lowered his head, ate the white rice bite by bite, and started to pack his luggage after eating.The studio reserved a small room with a bed. When it got dark, he slept on the bed and Xiao Chongyun slept on the sofa.Originally, Zhang Song insisted on laying the floor, but Xiao Chongyun taught him sincerely, saying that no matter how hard the creation is, he should have the airs of being a boss. Why do employees sleep on the bed and sleep on the floor?

"When the income stabilizes in the future, and there will be less places to spend money, we will rent a two-bedroom and one living room nearby." He said, "When you like to use the living room to play the floor, you can go to the living room to play the floor, and if you like to use the balcony to play the floor, go to the balcony. On the floor. I'm going to sleep in a single bed anyway."

Xiao Chongyun sat on the sofa and read a book, worried: "What do you do when you see the editor's sister?"

Zhang Song raised his head, revealing his white teeth.

"Yes," Boss Xiao nodded in satisfaction, "Remember to smile."

"Then why does the manufacturer raise the price?"

The kid closed his mouth and returned to his expressionless state.

"That's right." Xiao Chongyun breathed a sigh of relief, "That's it."

The little ghost packed some clothes for a long time, and when he finished packing, Xiao Chongyun had already fallen asleep on the sofa.He was originally in poor health, and he was worried about working hard every day, so it was inevitable that his physical strength would be exhausted.The long legs were just resting on the armrest of the sofa, the coat was covering her body, and a book was pressed against her face.Zhang Song watched for a while, then walked over lightly, and took away the magazine that Xiao Chongyun had covered his face.He went to the inside, opened the closet, took out the quilt, and folded it back again, but he didn't cover it for the teacher immediately.

Xiao Chongyun's coat was half down, Zhang Song squatted down gently against the sofa, staring at the hem of the coat.He then picked it up with his hands, lowered his head, and sniffed gently.

Probably because he found that sniffing could not fill the gully in his heart, so he just squatted there and lost his mind.

In the corridor in the evening, when he met Zhou Tianhao, Zhou Tianhao asked him what was the relationship between Xiao Chongyun and Zhang Wenshan.

The man's words have reached a point where they are frighteningly straightforward.He stared at himself, like a cheetah staring at a weaker kind.Because they are both too weak, I don't care about it for the time being, but the emotions in the words are quite profound.

Zhang Song suddenly realized that maybe Zhou Tianhao didn't come to see Xiao Chongyun this time, but came to him just to ask such a question.

Of course not, Zhang Song thought, my teacher, of course he didn't seduce that pervert.

It was Zhang who was pestering him and doing that perverted thing to him.

But why didn't you speak?

He remembered the rainy night when he came back from Paris, Xiao Chongyun held down the door leading to the downstairs, put his hand on his lips, and signaled him that they should go through the window.The rain was so heavy that the teacher didn't wear shoes, and stood barefoot in the muddy water, watching Zhou Tianhao writing by the warm stove inside through the glass of the study on the first floor.

Zhang Song didn't know how to describe Xiao Chongyun's expression at that time, he didn't like it anyway.

He couldn't guess what happened between them before he came, but it must be something bad, otherwise his teacher wouldn't have jumped out of the window in the middle of the night, as if fleeing.Besides, Zhou Tianhao is also a pervert, he also has plans for his teacher.

"I don't know." Zhang Song heard himself say, his tone was extremely flat, "He didn't tell me."

He took a breath to make his statement more truthful: "I only know about money."

He stared into Zhou Tianhao's eyes until his face darkened gradually, and finally left.

I'm sorry, Zhang Song lowered his head and kissed the drooping corner of his clothes, I might be a pervert too.

If I say so, maybe you will leave with Mr. Zhou.

Then you will never stay by my side again.

I can't even smell your breath like I am now.

The perfume brand "Later Life", like many private perfumes, started from a Taobao flagship store, gradually expanded its scale, from a small studio to a small company, and became a niche brand with certain user support.It took about two years to get to this point, and only Xiao Chongyun and Zhang Song knew about the hardships in the two years.

Because of the quite Zen-like name of "Later Life" and the Chinese fragrance route, the perfumes launched by the company are very high-end.The niche style needs to cater to more customers. It is difficult to create fragrance, and the requirements for raw materials are also very high.This often requires a team of perfumers, and the real perfumers of "Afterlife" are only Xiao Chongyun and Zhang Song who is busy with business.

Xiao Chongyun wants to create fragrance and manage the procurement of raw materials, but his sense of smell is still on the verge of despair.

If he hadn't been found by Zhang Wenshan again, Xiao Chongyun thought, maybe at this time, the phantom smell has recovered.After all, at that time, he had really smelled the smell of plum blossoms in winter, and even smelled the aroma of white roses on the clothes he sent for dry cleaning.

Of course, there are not so many ifs in life.

Therefore, he can only rely on the olfactory memory accumulated in those years to create.However, each batch of spices will be slightly different due to seasons, rain, extraction methods, raw material prices, and aging time.Some of these differences could be estimated by him, while others were beyond his ability.The little ghost has been running the market for a long time, and he has no other nose to borrow, so the quality of perfume is often not stable in the early days of "afterlife".For the same perfume, different production batches may even have obvious differences.

Xiao Chongyun gradually learned to avoid complicated formulas and choose simple ones.He forced himself to smell the raw material samples over and over again, even though every time his nostrils were filled with burnt smell.Between countless boring and painful attempts, he searched for a second of normal sense of smell, and then recorded the state of the sample.

Later, he launched a perfume called "Qingming", which was finally recognized by the market and opened up a new world.

"Qingming" is a simple perfume, there is no complicated sequence of notes, and there is only one aroma - tea aroma.The aroma of this perfume is like the breath of a pot of Biluochun freshly brewed in the wet drizzle in March. It is quiet, moving and refreshing.

At that time, there were not many works that perfectly copied the fragrance of oriental tea in the market, because "Qingming" became popular as soon as it was launched.

Later, "Laisheng" launched "Red Sleeve" and "Mosheng".These are two bookish perfumes, still low-cost, with figurative elements, reflecting the fragrance of pen and ink in the long history, and gradually gaining some fame.

These perfumes are signed Zhang Song's name.The little ghost was not happy at first, Xiao Chongyun smiled and said to him: "It is enough for you to pay."

After the company had some liquidity, Xiaogui replaced the old studio, found a small three-story mansion in Shanghai, and recruited a few more assistants.The first and second floors are used for offices, and the third floor is where he and Xiao Chongyun live.Everyone in the company knew that although the young Mr. Zhang was in charge of negotiating business and signing contracts, the handsome and kind-looking man who lived on the top floor for a long time was in charge of all matters, large and small.

Not everyone knows what the man's last name is, but Xiao Zhang always calls him "Teacher".He can also use the computer in Mr. Zhang's office to download pornographic videos. Mr. Zhang didn't say anything after he was discovered. He just installed a monitoring software on all the computers in the company. Whoever downloads the porn during working hours will deduct money.

When Yashe and Lotus were in a hot fight, Xiao Chongyun felt that this kind of life was acceptable, and could even be regarded as smooth.

It went so smoothly that even Zhang Wenshan never appeared again.

In the past two years, he has met Zhou Tianhao several times.

One time, Zhang Song went to a nearby city to discuss a newly signed production line contract. Because of the proximity, he went with the car to see the equipment.Naturally, the kid was negotiating the contract, and he had gradually gained some insight into business matters.As long as the negotiation bottom line is set in advance, he will never take a step back. The big deal is that things cannot be negotiated, and it is difficult to step into the contract trap.

It was a decent-sized factory with three production lines. Xiao Chongyun took a fancy to one of them and wanted to take it down.Zhang Song was upstairs negotiating conditions with the project leader. He was waiting in the lobby when suddenly a group of people came down the stairs.The factory manager and his secretary were nodding and bowing to see off the guests. When the distinguished guests passed by him, their footsteps stopped.

He looked up, and saw Zhou Tianhao, standing among a group of smiling people, looking towards him.

Only then did Xiao Chongyun know that it was Lotus that used the other two production lines of this factory.

At first, he thought this negotiation would be a difficult tug-of-war. After all, "Afterlife" had limited funds, and the other party did have very good equipment. However, three days later, the factory director personally called Xiaogui's mobile phone, saying that the contract could be finalized, and that day Negotiate the conditions.

Another time, it was Xiaogui who went to attend a small-scale exchange meeting in the industry.

It stands to reason that the bosses of such a small brand drink tea and eat with each other, which has nothing to do with Lotus.Even if the organizer kindly invites, at most, a perfumer of Su Lan's level will bring an intern to meet the scene.But Zhou Tianhao just came that day.

Xiao Chongyun sat in the car outside and waited. Suddenly, a car drove up from the opposite side and stopped beside him. The driver's window was rolled down, and the window faced the window. Someone asked, "Senior Xiao."

As soon as he looked up, he saw Zhou Tianhao.

"You don't want Zhang Wenshan, and you don't want me either. Are you interested in your little pet now?" He asked, "Does his company make a lot of money?"

"Not much." Xiao Chongyun said, "But enough."

"Then, is your pet good at technology?"

At that moment Xiao Chongyun suddenly felt very angry.He wanted to throw the book in his hand at the face of the owner of the car next door, but held back, and said coldly: "He is simply my student. It's not that I had sex with Zhang Wenshan, and I saw someone climb on the bed. "

Zhou Tianhao was thoughtful: "Oh, it seems that Brother Ling is quite special."

During that time, "Laisheng" was having a headache because of the price increase of "Qingming" raw materials. Zhou Tianhao suddenly whistled: "Senior Xiao, there is a small business, do you want to do it? Anyway, we have a production line nearby, I will give you Introduce the supplier of Lotus, you give me a kiss."

"I re-watched that video recently," he said, "Senior, you took the initiative, it's actually quite moving."

Xiao Chongyun suddenly opened the door and got out of the car.

He slammed open Zhou Tianhao's car door and stared at him: "Shut up."

Zhou Tianhao wanted to say something else, but Xiao Chongyun lowered his head, touched his cheek with his lips, and slammed the car door back.

Xiao Chongyun sat back in the co-pilot: "Waiting for your good news."

He rolled up the window, took out a morning paper, looked down, and never looked up again.

Zhou Tianhao didn't seem to be able to react at all, and he froze on the seat. After a while, he slowly started the car and parked in another place.When he reversed the car, he didn't back it up. The brake became the accelerator, and he hit the trash can in the hotel. Afterwards, he made the secretary pay for it.

Later Xiao Chongyun asked the kid what Zhou Tianhao was doing at the meeting.Zhang Songdao: "He thought you could speak, and wanted to hear you talk about 'Qingming'."

On the second day of this incident, a spice supplier who was cooperating with Lotus contacted Xiao Gui to ask about the raw materials, and the price was quite reasonable.Originally, this kind of manufacturer never took their small orders. After thinking about it, Xiao Chongyun thought it was actually good.

One day, Zhang Song came back and said to Xiao Chongyun, "Someone wants to buy the formula for 'December'."

Xiao Chongyun is using the internet monitoring software installed by the kid to search for the impure videos downloaded by the company's employees, and then click into them one by one, watch them carefully, and criticize deeply.He wasn't interested: "What?"

"December," Zhang Song said, "you took me to tune back then, newcomers and new entries."

"Oh."

"The price is high, but it didn't sell." Zhang Song said, "because the formula can't be regarded as mine."

Originally, Xiao Chongyun thought that this was the end of the matter, but he didn't expect that he went out for a walk the next day, and when he walked to the gate of the community, he saw a gangster squatting under the ginkgo tree next to him.

The gangster had dark skin, tied a ponytail, and wore a pair of colorful underpants. He asked, "Do you have the recipe for your Boss Xiao Zhang's perfume? I asked several people, and they said that this company also cares about the recipe. "