Kyoto at night.

Wen Xiong opened his eyes, which were not at all sleepy, and in order not to disturb his wife's sleep, he got up and went to the study room next door.

He turned on the computer, read several emails from partners, and sorted out the online mall project that Si Ran had left behind.

These days, some people in the company have been suggesting to restart this area.

He knew his problem. He made his fortune from physical clothing stores and was old-fashioned and stuck in the past. An e-commerce platform had invited its own clothing brand to join, but it wanted to do some promotions, which he refused.

At that time, he felt that clothing stores had already opened all over the country and there was no need to rely on the Internet, so he missed the period of rapid development of the e-commerce economy.

Later, Si Ran wanted to develop his own online shopping mall so that he would not be restricted by others. Wen Xiong agreed with the idea of ​​giving his son some experience.

But since Si Ran’s car accident, this project has been temporarily shelved.

After he finished reading the online shopping mall plan summarized in his mailbox, he looked at the time again. It was already four o'clock in the morning.

He rubbed his aching eyebrows.

After suffering from insomnia for a long time, his head now feels heavy and sleepy, but his consciousness is very clear. If he closes his eyes to sleep, anxiety will instantly come over him.

Everything about the company was running at high speed in my mind, and I couldn't fall asleep even if I lay in bed and closed my eyes for two hours.

Insomnia is accompanied by chest tightness. Wen Xiong stood up and wanted to go to the window to get some fresh air, which would temporarily relieve his depression.

As soon as he stood up, he saw two bottles that he had casually placed on the bookshelf next to him.

His wife said that it was the lavender essential oil from the landlord that his daughter sent to him to help him sleep.

He didn't take it seriously and just threw it in the corner of the bookshelf.

If this thing worked, there wouldn't be so many insomniacs in the world. He knew several bosses who made their fortunes in the real economy but didn't transform in time. Their lives were not much better than his, and they also couldn't sleep every day.

Wen Xiong thought so in his heart, but he walked towards the bookshelf and picked up a bottle of lavender essential oil. A voice in his heart said: This thing must be useless. Another voice said: I can't sleep anyway, so I might as well give it a try.

He had never used this thing before, and when he pulled the lid off, he accidentally spilled most of it on the ground.

A faint fragrance slowly filled the air, and the smell actually made him feel less depressed and his chest tightness felt better.

Could it be that it really works?

He poured the essential oil onto his hands, but the big man's hands were rough and he couldn't control the amount, so the remaining half of the tube poured onto his hands and flowed down.

He applied the medicated oil on his temples, imitating the usual method of applying it to invigorate the mind.

As soon as he finished applying, he couldn't help but yawn. Feeling drowsy, he simply lay down on the sofa next to him and closed his eyes.

The next day, Wen Shanshan received a call from her mother.

"Oh no, Shanshan, your father used the lavender essential oil you sent him and fell into a coma. He can't wake up." Mrs. Wen cried out of breath.

"Ah?" Wen Shanshan was stunned and said in disbelief: "How could this happen? Did you call a doctor?"

"Doctor Liu is on his way." Mrs. Wen wiped her tears and looked at her husband who had fainted. Her eyes were red from crying. "What exactly is the ingredient of this thing you sent? Ask the landlord's family why someone fainted after using it."

"Okay, Mom, don't worry, I'll ask."

After hanging up the phone, Wen Shanshan put the phone back in her pocket, put down the basket full of peppers in her hand, ran to the field on the slope, found Qingzhi, and said breathlessly: "Qingzhi."

"What's wrong?" Xu Qingzhi stopped picking beans and looked at her.

Wen Shanshan suddenly didn't know how to start. After all, Qingzhi meant well. If she said that her father used lavender essential oil and then fainted, Qingzhi would definitely be sad to hear it.

She struggled for a long time and didn't know how to say it in Qingzhi's puzzled eyes.

When Wen Shanshan answered the call, she heard her mother's very happy voice.

"Shanshan, I'm wrong, I'm wrong. I wrongly blamed the landlord."

This, this, this...

Wen Shanshan hadn't reacted yet. Why did her mother's attitude suddenly change so quickly? She asked in confusion: "Mom, what happened? How is Dad now? What did the doctor say?"

"Mom made a mistake. Let your dad talk to you about this." Mrs. Wen handed the phone to Wen Xiong.

Wen Xiong took the phone and explained, "I used the landlord's essential oil at four in the morning yesterday, and fell asleep as soon as I lay down. Your mother came to call me, but she saw that I was motionless and couldn't be woken up. She thought something happened to me, but in fact I was just sleeping too deeply."

Wen Shanshan reacted, "So nothing happened, mom misunderstood?"

"Something happened."

Wen Shanshan frowned, and then she heard her father say with a smile: "I have a company meeting to attend this morning. If I overslept, something bad might happen."

When Wen Shanshan heard this, she laughed out loud, "Dad, you're scaring me."

Wen Xiong had a comfortable sleep and felt much better. His usual serious image in front of the children became a little gentler now. He said happily: "Shanshan, the essential oil from the landlord is a good thing. It is very effective in helping you sleep.

It was my dad's first time using it, and he didn't know how to apply it. Half of the bottle was spilled due to shaking hands, and another half was wasted when he was applying it. Now there is only one bottle left, so I have to use it quickly.

Can you ask the landlord for Dad if he still has this essential oil for sale?"

Wen Xiong has been troubled by insomnia for a long time. He took the medicine prescribed by the doctor before, but later found that it affected his memory and his memory declined too seriously. He didn't want to rely on medicine every day, so he often closed his eyes to rest, and took some medicine when he couldn't bear it anymore.

Moreover, after taking the medicine, I couldn’t fall asleep immediately, and my anxiety didn’t get relieved.

But this essential oil is magical. Not only can he fall asleep, but he also sleeps very soundly. Now, when he smells the faint fragrance in the study, he feels relaxed.

"Okay, I'll ask."

After Wen Shanshan hung up the phone, she explained the whole story to Xu Qingzhi.

She sighed, "That's what happened. My mom misunderstood at first. If my dad hadn't just woken up, my mom would have really wronged you."

"It's okay." Xu Qingzhi smiled and said, "Your father had insomnia before and didn't sleep much, plus he went to bed at four in the morning. It's only eleven in the morning, so it's normal for him to sleep deeply."

Xu Qingzhi thought, this bottle is empty, it would be strange if he didn't sleep soundly.

After all, when she was in the world of immortal cultivation, she only used a few drops and slept until dawn, missing the alchemy test.

"Qingzhi, I knew that what you gave me must be good stuff. So I didn't even try them and sent both bottles to my dad." Wen Shanshan pinched her fingers, feeling a little embarrassed about what she was going to say, and said in a weak voice: "Qingzhi, it's just... my dad asked me to ask, is there any more of this essential oil?"

"Yes." Xu Qingzhi nodded.

"Really?" Wen Shanshan's eyes lit up and she asked, "Then I'll buy some for my dad, okay?"

Xu Qingzhi knew that if he said that he didn't need to pay, Wen Shanshan would definitely disagree, so he simply said, "Okay, just pay the price you want."

"Okay!" Wen Shanshan responded happily.

She knew that Qingzhi was very good to her, so she couldn't let Qingzhi suffer any loss.

A bottle of lavender essential oil is 15ml, so she will calculate it at 100 yuan per milliliter. 1500 yuan per bottle is not too much, anyway, her father has money, she will ask her dear father to reimburse her.

(End of this chapter)