Look good

After that day, Qiao Xing did not receive any news from Wen Changrong.

Shen Qinlan came back, of course Wen Changrong wanted to accompany Shen Qinlan.

Wen Changrong accompanied Shen Qinlan, and Qiao Xing was not idle either. He was busy looking for the bottle of perfume called Winter Solstice recently.

For so many years, he has always looked at that person from a distance, and he has never even touched the corner of his clothes.

Now that there is finally something that has a little connection with it, of course he wants to get it and talk about it for comfort.

Qiao Xing has already made plans, he wants to buy a hundred and eighty bottles of 'Winter Solstice', and put it at home to smoke every day!

Well, one bottle sprays pillows, one bottle sprays quilts, and one bottle pours the bathtub when taking a bath...

……

Unfortunately, plans are plans and reality is reality.

Qiao Xing went to the DR counter with his bank card and was told that the perfume 'Winter Solstice' was extremely unpopular and out of stock in China, and the production of Winter Solstice itself had been discontinued two years ago, and the last bottle was sold last month by a Mr. Ji bought it.

This is really...

Qiao Xing felt a sense of irritability for no reason.

I came here full of hope, but I didn't expect such a result.

In the end, Qiao Xing had no choice but to entrust a few purchasing agents and friends abroad to help him find it.

……

In the blink of an eye, half a month has passed, and there is no news about the winter solstice.

The sun was shining outside the window, but Qiao Xing curled up on the office chair listlessly, with two huge dark circles on his face, staring blankly at the picture of the 'Winter Solstice' perfume bottle set on the computer desktop.

Assistant Chen Qi walked in from the door, seeing that his boss still looked like his brain had been eaten by zombies, he sighed resentfully, and walked forward.

"Boss, that Qi Da is here again."

"Oh." Qiao Xing didn't move his eyes, weakly: "300 yuan an hour, just let him pay."

"He said he must see you."

"I pay 700 yuan an hour, plus 300 yuan for the venue, and tell him, 1000 yuan an hour."

"? Didn't you only have 400 yesterday?"

"I am the new me today, not the me of yesterday."

Chen Qi: "..."

"Okay..." Chen Qi looked like he didn't know what kind of psychopath you are: "I'll go talk to him..."

"Go."

Qiao Xing continued to stare at the picture of the perfume bottle on the desktop.

It has been more than half a month since I saw Wen Changrong last time, and there was no news about Wen Changrong in the past half month, as if the world had evaporated.

Qiao Xing was busy looking for the winter solstice, and didn't think of Wen Changrong at all, but not long after, Qi Da came to visit.

Qi Da first asked him insincerely if he had seen Wen Changrong, then he found all kinds of excuses to go around the studio, and finally even proposed to go to Qiao Xing's house for a sit-down. The feeling of being caught.

The child didn't come once or twice, but almost every day.

The first time Qiao Xing thought this kid was an idiot, the second time Qiao Xing thought this kid was really boring, the third time and the fourth time... Qiao Xing decided to take money.

He couldn't understand the children's brain circuits, and he couldn't tell the children to leave. Of course, he could only choose this "win-win" way in the end.

Ugh.

He is truly generous.

He is so magnanimous, why didn't God give him the winter solstice?Even a bottle is fine...

After about 2 minutes, Qi Da came in.

"Did you pay?" Qiao Xing asked weakly.

"Paid." Qi Da looked at Qiao Xing who was shrunk in the chair with distaste, and then looked at his sluggish appearance, and asked suspiciously, "You don't know how to take drugs, do you?"

"...No money." Qiao Xing really couldn't understand the child's brain circuit, he responded casually, and continued to look at the computer screen.

"Forget it, it doesn't matter to me whether you take drugs or not." Qi Da finished talking to himself, and then said to Qiao Xing: "I found out yesterday that Mr. Wen has an extra..."

'Ding ding ding' Qiao Xing's phone on the table rang.

The special ringtone made Qi Da and Qiao Xing look at it together, and the phone's caller ID: "Mr. Wen"

shit.

Qi Da immediately stood up from his seat. He wanted to reach out to grab it, but realized that his identity was inappropriate, so he immediately glared at Qiao Xing.

"You pick it up!"

"I want you to tell..." Qiao Xing just wanted to pick up the phone, but Qi Da suddenly covered the phone screen with his hand.

Qiao Xing: "? You told me to pick it up just now..."

"Press speakerphone after connecting."

"?" Qiao Xing was confused, "Why?"

"I'll give you two thousand!" Qi Da looked at him brightly.

"Tch." Qiao Xing rolled his eyes, and unceremoniously patted Qi Da's arm several times, "You'd better let it go, or Mr. Wen will get angry soon..."

"Ten thousand?"

"Bah." Qiao Xing began to pick at Qi Da's fingers.

"fifty thousand?"

"..." Qiao Xing began to hesitate in picking his fingers.

"20..." Qi Da gritted his teeth, "[-]! No more! You can turn on the speakerphone for me!"

"..." Qiao Xing stopped picking his fingers. "real?"

"……Um!"

"Then you transfer to me now."

"You..." Qi Da was really amazed at Qiao Xing's degree of financial obsession. Seeing that the phone was about to ring, Qi Da had no choice but to let the phone out first, and then quickly opened his Alipay. "You answer it first! Otherwise, I will hang up in a while..."

"Oh." Qiao Xing looked at the child who was really entering his account number, coughed twice to adjust his business voice, and pressed the hands-free answer button.

"Mr. Wen..."

"Why did it take so long to answer the phone?" Wen Changrong over there was obviously displeased.

"Just now a puppy bit the trouser leg," Qiao Xing looked at Qi Da who was transferring money to him with a dissatisfied face, "It took me a while to chase him away..."

"Dog?" Wen Changrong was obviously very surprised by this answer, but he didn't go into details, but straight to the point and said the purpose of today: "Today at six o'clock in the afternoon, come to Wen's house for dinner."

"..." Qiao Xing paused, "Go back to Wen's house?"

"Ah."

Qiao Xing glanced at the calendar on the desktop.

It's only been 23 days.

He asked again: "...is there anyone else?"

"Well, there's also Qin Lan."

Qi Da who was standing opposite suddenly showed a gritted expression.

"Okay, I'll be there on time. Goodbye, Mr. Wen." Qiao Xing hung up the phone quickly, in case Qi Da couldn't help but come up and smash his phone.

"That's what Lan's is!" Qi Da blushed anxiously, "I heard that Mr. Wen was seduced by that guy recently!"

"..." hooked the soul.

This fictional metaphor.

Qiao Xing didn't know what to say for a while, but he thought the metaphor was quite appropriate.

He didn't say anything, just picked up his phone to check the 20 credit card, and then waved to Qi Da.

"You won't be charged for today's venue fee and labor fee. You heard the phone call. Let's go, I'm going to wash my hair..."

"No." Qi Da straightened his body at once, with a certain firmness in his eyes, "Take me to Wen's house, I want to see Mr. Wen."

"?" Qiao Xing looked at Qi Da with an idiotic look.

"Don't you want money? I can give you any amount, is 80 enough? Or 100 million...or...or..."

"Mr. Wen invited me, how can I take you there." Qiao Xing turned around and walked to the bathroom. "Go back quickly, don't have any big dreams."

"You just say that I have to follow." Qi Da rushed over and grabbed his wrist, "Or you say I'm homeless..."

"What crazy things are you talking about..."

"I'll give you all my savings!" Qi Da pulled him with all his strength, "I can also give you my future performance income! I'll give you half of my salary! You take me to see him... "

"..." Qiao Xing was speechless.

He turned his head to look at his red wrist, and then at Qi Da, whose eyes were red and looking anxious.

Wen Changrong's liking for his lover has been consistent for ten years, and he only likes the innocent and ignorant type.

Commonly known as an idiot.

"How much income can you have? 1000 million?" Qiao Xing broke Qi Da's finger, "Don't say 1000 million, even if it's [-] million, then I have to spend my life to spend it. If I bring you to Wen's house, it's useless." different from..."

"Do not……"

"Let go, or I'll call the police. You probably don't want to be accused of harassment after you've just become popular, right?"

Qiao Xing's tone was firm, and his expression turned cold.

Qi Da firmly grabbed his hand, looked at Qiao Xing with his beautiful eyes filled with tears for a while, then reached out to touch his pocket, and took out a clear glass bottle that shone with shattered light.

——The pattern of silvery star broken flashes, and the bottom is smudged with white dots like broken snow.

It is the 'winter solstice' that Qiao Xing has been looking for for a long time.

Qiao Xing's pupils dilated suddenly as the dream thing was right in front of him, and he immediately reached out to grab it.

Qi Da let go of Qiao Xing's arm, and stepped back while protecting the perfume.

The situation reversed instantly.

Qiao Xing stared closely at the perfume bottle behind Qi Da, and said, "How much is it? I'll pay you to buy it..."

"I don't want money." Qi Da said, "You take me to see Mr. Wen..."

"……impossible."

"Then I won't give it to you." Qi Da stared at him closely, "I know you have been looking for this perfume for a long time, and you stare at the picture of this perfume in a daze every day, you must really want it..."

"..." Qiao Xing pursed his lips.

The feeling of being threatened by others is not good, he frowned unaccustomedly, and said, "Then let's discuss it..."

"I want to see Mr. Wen."

"In the future, there will be opportunities for you to meet Wen Changrong, how about this, when he comes to me in the future, I will call..."

"No, I'm going to see him today! I'm going to Wen's house!" Qi Da was very firm, "If you don't take me there, I won't give you the perfume. Let me tell you, the winter solstice happened two years ago. Production is discontinued, if I don’t give it to you, you will never be able to buy the winter solstice..."

"..." Qiao Xing struggled.

"I'll count to three, if you don't promise me, I'll smash it." Qi Da made another stab and started to count down: "Three, two..."

"……make a deal."