Street office where the wind lives

Threatened by unscrupulous bosses to deduct wages, Dangqi Dangyu had no choice but to bow down for five buckets of rice, and under the sun, accompanied boss Wei to the famous store area.

A well-tailored haute couture suit was put on him in a straight line. Wei Nanfeng looked at the mirror eight times, flung out a card generously, and said to the clerk, "Miss, just swipe it as you like."

Hearing the words, Dang Qi and Dang Yu sneaked outside silently to be the door gods: It was almost impossible to see...

Boss Wei, who has transformed into Little Demon Fairy, walked out swaggeringly, with the heads of two subordinates sandwiched between one left and one right:

"Let's go, go back and persuade people to get a divorce. Alas, let's make up for it by eating vegetarian tonight. They say that I would rather demolish ten temples than destroy one marriage. My money is a bit wicked."

Dang Qi threw him away with a backhand, with disgust on his face: "You are even more wicked!"

Wei Nanfeng shamelessly seduced him again, "An old party who knows me~"

During the fight, a small handicraft shop on the corner of the street caught his eyes. Compared with the big brands of dragon and phoenix, it stood there like a small gray sparrow, inconspicuous and abrupt.Driven by a strange feeling of God's will, Wei Nanfeng ignored the obstruction of the party flag and walked over: "Go in and have a look."

I was curious and wanted to see how such a small store was able to rank among the famous store districts full of big brands.

Behind the uniform glass front door along the street is an arched moon-hole door, and a booth carved with huanghuali wood is placed in the middle. Although the shop is small, the layout is exquisite. There are pieces of Wenwan displayed in the glass showcases, which are elegant and delicate.

Sitting behind the counter was a shriveled long-haired woman, with her head buried, stitching cross-stitch stitches one by one. People in the store didn't even bother to lift their eyes, with a casual attitude of "whether you like to buy or not".

Wei Nanfeng likes this kind of Buddhist business attitude very much, he just inquires when he closes his eyes, and if he doesn't like it, don't force it. Customers can shop easily, but it may not be very profitable.

Looking all the way along the booth, most of them were walnut carving handicrafts. He suddenly understood why he had to enter this store, because the three characters "He Zhou Ji" were engraved on the door: Oops, now I see the word Zhou. Is there a conditioned reflex?

Dangqi and Dangyu, the two big bosses in the group, have already turned around in a flash, and are facing the birdcage at the door to tease the parrot.

Wei Nanfeng sighed: "No mood." He raised his foot and was about to leave. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a corner of the showcase, and a gadget that was obviously different in color from other Wenwan caught his attention.

He paused slightly, with a smile in his eyes, and said to the woman behind the counter, "Please ask, what is this?"

The skinny woman put down her cross stitch, raised her eyelids and glanced: "Cuff buttons."

"Huh? Walnuts can also be carved into cufflinks?" Wei Nanfeng had never heard of it.

The woman seemed to smell the business coming from his tone, stretched her arms and legs, and finally was willing to float out from behind.

It can't be seen from the front, but the long hair on her back is dyed with a circle of purple hair at the end. If it wasn't for too many forks, it would look quite charming.San Futian wore a handmade gown with thick stitches, and the patterns were drawn out of nowhere, apparently by her own hand.

"Sir, do I need to take it out for you to see?" The woman seemed to be aware of Wei Nanfeng's scrutinizing gaze, her pair of dead fish eyes and pupils shrank slightly, and her tone was a little displeased.

"Ah, yes, I'm sorry." Wei Nanfeng quickly looked away, and smiled slightly, "The girl's taste is very unique, and it's unforgettable. These - you made them yourself?"

"Yeah." The woman put the cufflinks in his palm, "Except for this one, everything else is from me. This one has been here for almost three years. It is the last work of my master. Later, when the old shop changed hands, he also bought it." No more wood carvings. So, you just said it was carved from walnut, it’s not true, it’s a piece of rosewood.”

Wei Nanfeng picked up the cufflinks and played with them for a while. In fact, what attracted him was not only its distinctive color, but also its appearance.On the front of the cufflinks is a small painting boat with a flower window. The antique pattern is matched with the suit. The creator must be a fashionista who follows the mix-and-match style.

"Is this a... small boat?"

The woman nodded, her nodding posture was very strange, starting from the base of the neck, giving people the illusion that the head was about to be separated from the body as soon as she exerted force.

"Because it is the last work, the master even gave it a name. He said that since the woodcarving craft is gradually declining, it is a foregone conclusion, why not go with the tide of the times..."

Wei Nanfeng clenched the cuff button tightly and listened carefully.

"So, it's called 'a done deal.'"

Wei Nanfeng: It's over, the damn conditioned reflex has struck again!

"Boss! How much is it? I bought it! No, I will buy it for any amount! Wrap it up for me... Forget it... Just bring it for me!"

Women don't understand how a handsome gentleman who was polite one second, split into a idiot with green eyes the next.

"That... this one can't be sold. There was only a piece of leftover material left at that time. The master only carved one... Besides, your suit today is made of dark patterns, so it doesn't go well with this one..." The more she spoke, the lower her voice became, her body moved subconsciously. Leaning back, I'm afraid of being infected by the stupidity coming to my face.

Seeing this, Dangqi Dangyu rushed over, dragged Wei Nanfeng away from one left and one right, "Wait a minute, ah, let me go! It's okay, I want one too!"

In the end, under the stubborn resistance of Boss Wei, he finally bought this one-of-a-kind cufflink. Before he left, he asked where the girl studied under, and if he could ask her master to carve another one, and how much would it cost? Are willing to come out.

Rao is as uneducated as Dang Yu, and he also knows that once a craftsman like this retreats, there is no reason to come out of the mountain again.So he winked at his brother: Why don't you knock him out and carry him away?

Just as he was about to start, Wei Nanfeng looked down at his watch, "It's broken, the plane is about to land! Get out, gogogo, speed!" A gust of wind blew out of the store.

Dangqi Dangyu had no choice but to thank him quickly, and chased after him, leaving the shop owner alone in the wind: It seems that the money of the big boss is not easy to earn, he is crazy at a young age...

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The room at the Galaxy Hotel was well lit. Ms. Sang Ting sat on the balcony and put on her makeup beautifully. After she was done, she checked the time and kicked the door of the bathroom.

"Did you lay eggs in it? Squat out of hemorrhoids, don't blame me for not reminding you!"

Luan Zhou: "...I'm really going to the toilet, if you don't believe me, come in and take a look."

Sang Ting: "What do you mean, do I believe you are shitting? I think you are using your phone as an excuse to shit! I said you will go blind if you play with it!"

Luan Zhou: "I didn't take my phone! Mom!"

Sang Ting: "??? Then what are you doing in the toilet?? Laying eggs??"

Luan Zhou: ...

Five seconds later, there was a sound of toilet flushing from inside the door, and Luan Zhou opened the door murderously.

A chestnut bloomed on his brow,

"Wow!! Look at what you are wearing, we are going to negotiate, you dead boy!"

Luan Zhou fell asleep on the plane, and when he woke up, a few clumps of stupid hair stood on top of his head like a pineapple.He took off his sleep-wrinkled shirt and changed into an oversized t-shirt with a huge print. A wisp of anger leaked out from the inside.

At this time, a phone call interrupted Ms. Sang Ting's sharp complaints, and Luan Zhou took a breath: "It's really timely."

After hanging up the phone, Ms. Sang Ting was furious: "Let's go! Luan Dongyang is a bastard, if he doesn't come to see me himself, he will send a kind person to lead the charge!"

Luan Zhou: "Huh?"

Sang Ting gave him a white look: "You are a pig, just what kind of choreographer, you know it is a magic stick, see if I don't cut him into a stick for a while! Let me explain the procedure of home choreography first? I'll go to his grandma A leg, will this old lady be led by the nose!"

Luan Zhou: ...

This unknown Mr. magic stick, wish yourself good luck, amen.

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In the resplendent hotel lobby, Ms. Sang Ting was lying on the leather sofa with her legs crossed, pointing the armrest with her fingers, like an old Buddha listening to politics behind a curtain.

Luan Zhou couldn't bear to look directly at her domineering appearance, so he stood up and wandered around. There was a marble staircase in the center of the hall, winding all the way to the second floor. Luan Zhou was leaning on the handrail in a daze.Suddenly, a hand clasped his shoulder from behind and pulled him around forcefully, a big black and sloppy face appeared in front of his eyes.

"Boss, it must be him!" The big black face shouted upstairs, then turned to stare at him. "He's even more handsome than in the photo..."

Luan Zhou didn't know what the big black ball that fell from the sky was trying to do. Before he could open his mouth, the other party sprayed him enthusiastically:

"Sister-in-law—mother-in-law—oh, whatever! When did you arrive, you're tired from the plane, it's all your fault on the boss, I have to buy some cufflinks, otherwise my brothers can pick you up from the plane, oh but Don't think he doesn't care about you, he's been talking about you all the way, otherwise I wouldn't be able to recognize you at a glance..."

Luan Zhou was dumbfounded by his call: "Huh?????"

"Dang Yu." Before he could figure out the situation, a deep male voice sounded from upstairs, and he subconsciously followed the prestige.

The sudden four eyes met, and the heart skipped a beat!

This look, for many years to come, whenever Luan Zhou thinks about it, he can still feel the heartbeat at that time, it is a kind of amazement that has no bounds.

Wei Nanfeng stood at the end of the stairs, he was dressed in a neat suit with a faintly visible wooden boat cuff button on his cuffs. He stepped up the steps and walked towards him slowly and firmly, as if walking What matters is not the distance from the second floor to the first floor, but every time they have spent together from the time they met to now.

Surprise, surprise, doubt, anger, none of the emotions can express the mood at the moment, he can only watch that person approaching a little bit, and finally, there is only him in his sight.

Why did he come?What is he here for?Did he come here specifically for me?It's good that he's here...

Stepping on the glamorous floor, Wei Nanfeng came to Luan Zhou, gently wrapped his arms around him, feeling his stiff body gradually relax in his embrace, and finally his furry head limply leaned on his shoulder, I can still feel the hot air when I breathe in, my heart is in a mess, all worries about my identity being debunked instantly collapse, the little comrade's trust and dependence on him are enough to overcome everything.

Oscar Wilde said that the essence of romance is uncertainty.At this moment, he seemed to understand.

"Little comrade, I'm sorry, I'm late."

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