It was almost 12 o'clock when Bo Lin left the club.
Cui Jili is a night owl and does not work at his family's company, so he keeps asking Bo Lin to sit for a while longer.
But Bo Lin had a meeting the next day.
There was a traffic light when the car drove out of the alley. While waiting, Bo Lin saw the bar called So.
At this time, there was no one queuing at the door and the ground was empty.
There were also leftover milk tea cups, coffee cups, and cigarette butts.
It looks both bleak and cold.
Bo Lin rubbed his fingers and clicked on the Douyin video, searched: So and found that the live broadcast had ended.
He paused, clicked "follow" and then turned off his phone.
However, when he raised his head again, a man came out of the door.
Bo Lin pursed his lips suddenly. The familiar black-framed glasses and the large canvas bag on his face showed that his guess was correct.
"Boss Bo, it's your junior fellow apprentice. What a coincidence."
The street was empty, but Lao Jin recognized Hua Jian at a glance.
Bo Lin responded softly, "Stop. Get out and ask him if he wants to give him a ride."
Lao Jin had no doubts. When the green light came on, he got off the car immediately after passing the intersection.
Looking in the rearview mirror, Hua Jian was a little surprised to see Lao Jin here.
When Hua Jian got in the car, it was as quiet as last time.
Just like last time, it was filled with the faint aroma of wine and the faintly familiar scent of perfume.
When Hua Jian smelled the fragrance again, her heart sank, and she felt numb and sour.
He pursed his lips and turned his head uncomfortably to look outside the car.
What does this men's fragrance smell like?
There was no conversation along the way. Mr. Bo in the back seat must have really fallen asleep this time, as he didn't utter a single syllable.
The next afternoon.
Hua Jian came to the high-end shopping mall closest to University A.
There was a skincare and cosmetics shop on the first floor. He hesitated outside for a moment before stepping in.
"Hello sir, what can I do for you?"
"I want to look at perfumes. Is there a men's fragrance with a woody scent?"
Hua Jian recalled the taste and described it to the salesgirl.
The salesgirl said, "Why don't you try it? Many men's fragrances have a woody base, but each one is uniquely blended by the designer. Are you looking for a specific scent, or is a woody aroma all you need?"
Hua Jian moved her lips: "Let me smell it first."
But he thought too simply. Just by smelling four different scents, he felt dizzy and was about to vomit.
"Hey, it's you! Junior!"
A young and tender voice sounded behind him, and Hua Jian turned his head back despite the dizziness.
"Is it you?"
Qi Fanling stood behind him with a smile on her face. She was wearing the uniform of a very famous aristocratic middle school nearby and had a bag on her shoulder.
"Are you done with school? I haven't thanked you for last time."
"Oh, don't mention last time. I played for a day and then my uncle tied me up at home to learn painting." Qi Fanling looked at the perfume test paper in the salesgirl's hand and asked, "Are you buying perfume? What scent do you like? I know a lot about this."
The salesgirl smiled and continued, "This gentleman wants one with a woody scent."
Qi Fanling's eyes lit up slightly. "Wooden scent, my uncle likes this kind, it smells super good. Do you have XX brand here?"
When Hua Jian heard her mention Bo Lin, her fingers twitched slightly.
Then he clenched his fists for fear of being seen.
If you think a man you've only met twice smells good, you'll go looking for the same guy.
And was met by this Qi Fanling...
In fact, wanting to use the same items as an outstanding person of the same sex is similar to wanting to use the same items as a celebrity.
But Hua Jian felt inexplicably ashamed.
"I'm so sorry, miss, we don't have the brand you mentioned."
The salesgirl smiled awkwardly. She had never even heard of this brand.
Hua Jian said, "It's okay. Just take the bottle you have. I like it very much."
The salesgirl immediately smiled and said, "Sir, please wait a moment. I'll give you the bill."
After she left, Qi Fanling leaned closer to Hua Jian with a hint of curiosity and sniffed: "The top notes of this scent are too harsh, not very pleasant, and far inferior to the one my uncle has."
She was very cute. Hua Jian smiled and said, “The ones your uncle uses must be very expensive. I can’t afford them.”
Qi Fanling widened his eyes slightly: "I'm sorry, I didn't think of this."
The salesgirl asked him to pay the bill, but he told Qi Fanling not to leave yet.
After buying the things, the two came out of the store. Hua Jian asked her, "You said you were taking painting lessons? Are you preparing for an exam or just enjoying it?"
Qi Fanling sighed, "I studied abroad before, and after I came back, I couldn't even score as high as my classmates in China in the academic subjects. My uncle asked me to take painting lessons first."
"You live with your uncle?"
"Yeah, my mom was traveling all over the world all day and had no time to take care of me. I grew up with my uncle."
Hua Jian's eyes flickered slightly. "Do you need me to help you with tutoring? I'm a junior in the Art Department at University A. I scored 556 in the general subjects on the college entrance exam, and I did very well in my major. I received national scholarships for four consecutive semesters in college."
Qi Fanling immediately exclaimed: "Fuck, you're so awesome!"
Hua Jian frowned: "Little girl, don't use bad words."
Qi Fanling blushed: "We need a teacher, we need a teacher. Wait for me to tell my uncle that you can come to my house for an interview tonight. When will the class be held?"
The eldest daughter of the Qi family, who appears aloof to others, somehow develops a special liking for Hua Jian.
Hua Jian treated her to a meal in the mall, and she kept talking the entire time.
After a while, Hua Jian added Bo Lin's secretary on WeChat and arranged an interview at 6 pm.
In the commercial district a few blocks away from [So], an entire block of buildings belonged to the Bo Group.
Hua Jian looked up at the building that seemed to have no top in sight, and had only one thought in her mind.
Bo Lin, it really is Bo from the Bo Group.
At 6:30, employees from all departments of the Bo Group had already left work.
When Bo Lin's secretary came out of the conference room and saw Hua Jian, he remembered the interview.
"I'm so sorry, sir. How about you reschedule? Mr. Bo has an important appointment soon and may not be able to see you today."
Hua Jian: "It should only take a few minutes. I can wait."
"but..."
"Why are you here?" A deep male voice sounded from behind the two of them.
Hua Jian suddenly turned around and happened to meet Bo Lin's eyes.
There was a group of elite-like people following him, but there was no sound at all.
Hua Jian was a little nervous when Bo Lin looked at him. He twitched his lips and said, "Senior, I'm here to interview Miss Qi's painting teacher."
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