The rich man and the poor man

The path leading to the villa is only a few minutes away, the pine shadows are rustling, and the group of lights is silent.

The wind in winter is obviously very cold.Pei Zhen's chest and back were burning hot with tension, and he couldn't help but take off his scarf and hold it in his hand.

The phone ding-dong.

He squinted his eyes and lowered his head. It was a money transfer reminder from Cranberries.

The first design fee for "White Chocolate Little Angel".

Before the perfume is sold, the signed contract stipulates that the first batch of sales is over, "pay a one-time design fee of one million, and then pay the commission in installments according to the subsequent sales situation."

As a result, his first batch of perfume was out of stock on the whole network and "end of sale" in just two days after rushing to work overnight and ordering 30%.

All kinds of online reviews received rave reviews, and there was even a phenomenon of scalpers hoarding goods and reselling them at high prices, which made the official websites of Cranberries and Huachuntang strongly condemned.And Pei Zhen, as the designer of the perfume, has wildly produced a large number of fans. He still remembers the hot scene of the press conference that day like a celebrity meeting.

Pei Zhen should be very happy.

In my heart, I really couldn't believe it, but I still tried my best to hold my reason. I have been trying to warn myself for the past two days that I must guard against arrogance and impetuosity and keep my feet on the ground——

One time success can not be carried away.Maybe it's just good publicity, maybe it's just good luck.

At least... At least two or three models will continue to be popular.Only then can he be sure that his works really represent the hard power of the perfume industry, and have successfully withstood the test of the market. From then on, he has absolute confidence in himself.

It is not proud to say, but a little happiness is still possible.

On the day when he just got the contract, Pei Zhen carefully folded up the things and put them in the drawer carefully, but after a while he couldn't help but take them out and look at them again, amused himself.

When Han Fu walked by, he was clasping his hands together to thank God, muttering in a low voice: "I hope the future will sell well, and I hope I can get a lot of commission."

Han Fu stopped on the spot.

Staring at him blankly, as if he was cute, but also very puzzling.

"Who are you," he hung on his shoulders, asking him with a confused face, "You don't look like my Zhenzhen, my Zhenzhen is not so soft. Where are you hiding my Zhenzhen?" It’s over, you give me back my Zhenzhen.”

Pei Zhen was bent over by the weight of his whole body: "You don't understand!"

Of course most people would not understand his petty stubbornness.

He is not short of money, at least he is not short of the 100 million design fee - although the small foundry is not decent, it is like a roadside stall in a night market. It is small and inconspicuous but actually very profitable. It belongs to a neglected slum The multi-millionaire kind.

The problem is, in his eyes, no matter how much money a small foundry makes, it doesn't count.

Only the income he earned when he was too busy vomiting blood when he was running pei, the kind of results obtained after racking his brains for a new fragrance, in his eyes, is the embodiment of his personal value and the "self" earned money".

After so many years, I finally "rely on my own ability to make money", of course I am very happy.

……

At the press conference that day, Pei Zhen was asked a lot of strange questions.

Patiently explained, saying that there was nothing wrong with not using perfume in ancient China, but all the girls knew how to use rouge powder, and at that time their powders were all "fragrance powders" with a sweet smell.

And it's not a woman's business to cook a man's bun. It's not uncommon for a handsome man to burn incense and smoke his clothes so much that the allusion "Xunling Liuxiang" falls down.

So, how can it be said that there has been no habit of using incense since ancient times?

Then, I was asked whether it is feasible to collect body fragrance from girls like in the movie "Perfume".Pei Zhen also couldn't laugh or cry, even if it worked, could he really commit murder for Yanxiang?

Of course, there are also young people who are eager for quick success, domineering and rushing to ask him the "secret of success".

The question is very utilitarian, almost hoping that Pei Zhen can directly make a template that can be copied directly, so that he can successfully reproduce it.All I had to do was ask directly, "How can I pay the least price and become famous overnight like you?"

Pei Zhen was also very helpless.

Shaking his head, he said that I also took a detour.And so far, no "shortcut" has been found.

The detour he took was really very devious, and it is impossible for people who have not experienced such a huge blow to fully understand it.But if you don't regret it later, now that Pei Zhen looks behind him, he can only see that there are no mistakes made in vain in this world.

The wrong way, although it is indeed wrong, but every step counts, and every step is also walked through.

Now he feels that by clenching his teeth and using persistence as a feather, even the abyss can reach thousands of miles.And on the rugged road, you may also meet unexpected people and see cute little flowers and grasses that you can't see on the Kangzhuang Avenue.

Of course the young man didn't understand, he didn't get the answer he wanted, and he looked very confused.

Later, another young man came and asked him the very common philosophical question of "I like perfume very much, but I am afraid that my career will be unstable in the future", but was cut off by Yu Wenzhe who was present.

Pei Zhen also felt that Lao Yu's experience might be more suitable to answer this question.

He is not fit to answer.

Because he had never had such doubts before.

He has never been greedy for "stability", but has been stubbornly pursuing the things he likes from beginning to end. Even though he has been severely tortured by his beloved career, even if he has been hit hard by the ghost of love, but in the end You can love Xiang and someone wholeheartedly, and never look back when you hit a wall.

In this regard, Pei Zhen was actually proud.

He is indeed stubborn, and stubbornness is a "root of suffering" in some religions.He has also been tortured by his own stubbornness, he has also been confused, and he has repeatedly doubted whether he is really dying.

But what if there is no such stubbornness?

It is a relief to bury the most longed-for dream in the depths of my heart early and avoid the person I want to like with my heart.Living with the flow, boiling frogs in warm water does not feel tired day after day.

But if that is the case, it is absolutely impossible for him to become a well-known perfumer again now, and he will have the opportunity to produce some carefully crafted fragrances from time to time in the future, which will be praised or commented on on the fragrance review website.

Similarly, it is impossible to hold his Han Xiaohua and live a happy life without shame.

……

Thinking about it, the person has already walked downstairs of the villa, the lights on the second floor are on, revealing a warm orange light.

Ding-dong-

The empty bell rang throughout, and no one inside answered the door, and the upstairs window opened with a "crash".The good-looking young man grabbed the window frame, poked his head out hastily, and his whole body lit up when he saw him.

"Careful!"

Pei Zhen: "Pfft."

"Little Bie Sheng is newly married", he should have been more serious, but really... Han Fu's appearance is so cute and funny.

Under the hazy moon, a small castle-like villa, the window on the second floor, the lovers who are opposed by their parents stare at each other from a distance... It is obviously a standard feature of the stage play "Romeo and Juliet".

It's a pity that we haven't seen each other for a few days. Han Fu finally saw that the person he had been waiting for was probably too happy, his eyes sparkling with excitement.That kind of lively and active one doesn't look like a second-generation beauty from a wealthy family at all, but really looks like a silly dog ​​who sticks his head out of the sunroof while driving out for a drive, having fun.

Pei Zhen also couldn't laugh or cry, he was so handsome, with a small tear mole, male god face and artistic atmosphere.

Why are you so stupid!

"Okay, okay," complaining about his stupidity in his heart, and fearing that he is so stupid, he kept waving his hands at him, "Don't be so excited, don't fall down!"

"Zhenzhen," Han Fu didn't move, just looked at him, "I miss you."

Pei Zhen: "..."

The whole person is about to be warmed up. This winter is really not cold at all. Why does the news say that it is the coldest in 20 years?

I miss you as well.He opened his mouth slightly, always feeling that he had a lot to say - he didn't sleep with the dog in his arms for two whole nights, it felt like 20 years had been abruptly lost.

At this moment, the door opened.

Boss Han was blindfolded, standing on the steps with long legs, with a huge displeasure on his face.

……

Han Fu was bouncing on one leg, jumping out of the room in a hurry and wanted to go downstairs.The servant at home dragged him: "Young master, young master, don't mess around, the stairs are so steep, what should I do if I fall down?"

Han Fu ignored him and grabbed the handrail from the second floor: "Zhenzhen!"

Pei Zhen raised his head, and saw him jumping like a zombie + with bandages on his legs, grabbing the handrail and struggling to go downstairs: "Han Xiaohua, what's wrong with your leg?"

Han Fu shook his head quickly, and Boss Han was angry: "Little brat, go back to your room and wait. I'll have a private chat with him."

Han Fu: "I don't!"

Mr. Han: "If you're so willful, I'll lock you in the room!"

Han Fu: "You have the ability to lock~"

Mr. Han: "Tsk!"

Pei Zhen: "Han Xiaohua, let me chat with Boss Han first, you are obedient, go back to the room and wait for me, I will go up right away."

Han Fu: "Oh."

Mr. Han: "..."

It is tolerable or unbearable!Who is your father?

……

Han Fu hugged the big pillow and sat obediently on the bed.

I also changed a special pajamas, from the mature silk pajamas that were not afraid of wrinkles before to the cute cotton pajamas with pandas printed on them.I also lined up the dolls on the bed, and now everything is basically perfect except for a bandaged leg.

Then he lowered his head and turned his long legs,

In fact, it would be nice to wrap a bandage around it.

In this way, even if Pei Zhen is unhappy because of his father's poisonous tongue, he should still care about his injury and be reluctant to get angry with him.It can also deceive a wave of heartache, maybe invent some new position where he only needs to lie down...

Pei Zhen came up faster than he expected.

Han Fu quickly threw the pillow and the zombie jumped over: "Zhenzhen, my dad...didn't say anything rude to you, did he? Hey, ahh..."

Instead of falling headfirst to the ground, Pei Zhen grabbed her and hugged her.

Today's Zhenzhen doesn't have the fragrance of love for ink on her body.

Only the coconut fragrance of some styling spray on the hair, basically can be said to be the original flavor.

original……

Why does this word feel a little bit evil.Han Fu was thinking about it to himself, and didn't notice that he was hugged around the waist until he was slightly off the ground.

Pei Zhen unexpectedly tried to carry him on a rare occasion, like carrying a firecracker.

Han Fu wanted to struggle but didn't dare. After all, if he fell with two people, the floor is so hard, it would be a big accident, so he whispered: "Zhenzhen, you can't do this, don't, don't, you really can't!"

Pei Zhen hehe: "Do you think I can do it?"

Anyway, he was also a guy about 1.8 meters tall. Although he was a little limping, Pei Zhen finally felt proud—who is limping more now?Living together, who is lame and who is carried by others, and who does your kid say can't do it?Which guy likes to be told "no"?

It seemed domineering, but in fact he threw him on the bed carefully. Pei Zhen crossed his hips and watched the pink and tender bunk of the two-meter-eight large round bed bounce a few times with the weight, together with all kinds of things on the bed. The plush of the cute dog is also bouncing.

Pei Zhen: "..."

How should I put it, Han Fu is usually quite cute.But the kind of "cuteness" that people like is not the suffocating cuteness in front of me wearing kawaii panda pajamas surrounded by puppets.

Although, it's good to change the style occasionally, as if discovering another side of Han Xiaohua.

Is it so girly... Pei Zhen looked around for a while, and if he didn't say anything, he would think that this was someone with the pink decoration, the dreamy frame decoration and the cuteness of the various dolls in the house. The room of the little princess held in the palm of the parents.

But if it was really a little princess's room, there wouldn't be Han Fu's photo frame beside the bed, there would be so many.

In the photo frame is his appearance in middle school, dyed blond hair, small rose tattoos, hanging rebellious little eyes, and an uncute face that is completely different from what he is now =_=.

Han Fu: "My dad insisted on making the room like this, and I didn't agree with it at all!"

Han Fu: "Really! My dad, he is...in fact, he is a good person, but sometimes he is really self-centered, and he doesn't listen to anyone's opinion. So Zhenzhen, if he says something about you, don't be angry , Tell me, I will educate him later!"

When he said this, he stared at Pei Zhen, but Pei Zhen only showed a calm and bewildered smile.

Han Fu: "..."

Really worthy of being careful!Faced with his father, he didn't panic at all, and he could still laugh so unpredictable.How did he know that Pei Zhen suddenly laughed because he suddenly remembered the few words Zhuo Yifan said on the way——

[Xiaofu, this kid, always felt that his real name was difficult to write when he was a child, and he clamored to change it every day.And when I was in the second year of middle school, I hated the tear mole on my face, so I made a fuss every day to get rid of it. 】

[Actually, boys, it’s good to have your own ideas and persistence, and a little stubbornness.But Xiaofu is miserable, but his father is the most stubborn type in the world, insisting that the name and tear mole are the biggest cuteness of Xiaofu, and he will not let him move, hahaha...]

Therefore, Pei Zhen's current feelings are actually——

I won’t mention the room made like this, the tear mole is indeed the biggest cute spot, and it can be successfully preserved... Thank you Mr. Han!