The moon in full bloom

Tao Qingyang looked at this promotional video, as if he was dreaming.

——The Silk Road, starting from Chang'an and ending in Istanbul, is a prosperous trade route.

In the vast desert, a mysterious and beautiful messenger from the east approached like a god. When leaving, a foreign boy with deep eyebrows took her hand and sent out a crystal clear bracelet.

The Silk Road started in China and ended in Türkiye.

After 2000, the girl lay on the glass cabinet, looking expectantly at the ingenious bracelet wrapped in silk.

When she was leaving, a man with the same eyebrows held her and put a crystal clear blue chalcedony bracelet on the girl's wrist.

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Cheryl hugged Tao Qingyang's arm and shook it back and forth, "Qingyang, Qingyang! You are amazing! How did you come up with it! It's so touching...I also want a blue chalcedony bracelet, it's so beautiful!"

Tao Qingyang pursed his lips and smiled, and gave her a sideways look, "Don't you have a boyfriend?"

Suddenly, Cheryl took out her cell phone and started calling.

Tao Qingyang shed tears of sympathy for her boyfriend.

As soon as this promotional video is released, I am afraid that there will be many girls like Cheryl, and boyfriends who have headaches, right?The blue chalcedony that can be made into a bracelet is not cheap.

The advertisement produced by Tianfu and Feiteng's filming for the famous treasure handed down from generation to generation were released only one day later.The same is the promotion of the bracelet theme, the media naturally compares the two together.

Compared with the classics handed down from generation to generation, it was only popular in the Qing Dynasty, but the jadeite of more than 200 years, how can it have a long history of more than 2000 years on the Silk Road?

Although this is a sneaky change of concept, this 1-minute promotional film does not have a single line, and it relies on the delicate eye contact of the actors and actresses, which has touched countless silly girls.

But in comparison, Feiteng's advertising ideas are too clichéd and bland.

——Although, this was also the idea of ​​their company.

No matter what, the market response to this promotional video was very good, Fu Rui was satisfied, HOMA was satisfied, and Nie Tongge was also very satisfied with her.Tao Qingyang, fortunately, became the person with the shortest internship period since the establishment of Tianfu.

Tao Qingyang signed the labor contract, and rushed to the nearest flower shop after get off work to buy a bunch of yellow lilies.This kind of bouquet with the flower language of "thank you" is suitable for Wen Huan.

"Lily?" Wen Huan was still in the coffee shop, busy in the kitchen with two employees, "My God, this gift is really... so creative."

"Ah?" Tao Qingyang was dumbfounded, not knowing why she was smiling so happily.

Kun Zai who was at the side interjected, "You can give our boss some celery, she will be more happy, and then fry them up and eat them."

Wen Huan kicked him as if, held the bouquet, and smiled inscrutablely: "Qing Yang, don't listen to him, I like this flower very much."

After speaking, I found a light green pottery vase and put the yellow lily in it. It was bright yellow and light green, which matched well.

Wen Huan's coffee shop has a good business these days, and some people heard that she makes desserts here, so they come here to take it home and eat it.However, there are office buildings nearby, and after off-duty time, the number of people in the store gradually decreases.

It was still the old seat by the window, and Kun Zai served two lava cakes.

The chocolate syrup is hot, and the mellow black tea can just dilute the sweet taste.Tao Qingyang took a sip of black tea, not knowing how to chat with her.

"I saw the ad, it's really good." Wen Huan praised her with a smile.

Tao Qingyang said embarrassedly: "Thanks to you..."

Wen Huan quickly made a stop gesture, "Don't dare to act, dare not act. This is not my idea, what is thanks to me, if you can't do it yourself, no matter how much I encourage you, it will be useless."

Even so, Tao Qingyang was very grateful, and already regarded Wen Huan as a close friend in his heart.It is also easy for them to find common topics together.

Wen Huan has a straightforward personality and is well-informed. He is much more stable than that bluffing little girl like Cheryl, and his gestures are somewhat leisurely.

—The rich and the idle.

When will I be able to have this realm?

Tao Qingyang, who was born to be an old lady and couldn't relax, looked at her with a little envy.

"It's covered in sauce." Wen Huan suddenly stopped chatting and pointed at the corner of her mouth, "There's chocolate on her mouth."

"Ah, where?" Tao Qingyang blushed, she had to be reminded why she was always reckless.

He hurriedly reached out to wipe it off, but couldn't get enough of it after wiping for a long time. Wen Huan took out a tissue from the tissue box on the table and gently placed it on the corner of her mouth.

Tao Qingyang noticed that since she took out her own tissue when they had lunch together that day, there were more tissue boxes in the coffee shop.

Wen Huan's fingers are not too delicate, the tiger's mouth is a little calloused, like all chefs, but her movements are very gentle.It was just such a pair of hands that helped him up, Tao Qingyang felt even more uncomfortable when he thought of that day.

Fortunately, it wasn't a man who saw her embarrassment.

Wen Huan wiped the corners of her mouth for her, threw the ball of paper on the table casually, and continued the conversation just now, "Don't you want to rent a house? Have you decided where to choose?"

"...Well, I want to rent a smaller house in Donghua District." Tao Qingyang answered honestly.

Wen Huan nodded, and called Kunzai to refill the pot of black tea, "Donghua District is not far from here, and many white-collar workers live there, so it's safer to go in and out. You're a girl, you'd better be careful."

"Yes!" Tao Qingyang agreed wholeheartedly.She was used to Wen Huan's senior care, and her gentleness of pouring a catty of chicken soup for the soul from time to time.

"What is it? Why are you so serious? I'm not your boss. I'm just like a friend. Let's chat." Wen Huan leaned back on the chair and changed into a relaxed posture.

Tao Qingyang scratched her head, she would rather let Wen Huan be her boss.

"When I saw you, I remembered that when I first came out to work hard, I was in a daze. I just wanted to do well, but I didn't know how to do it." Wen Huan's tone was very emotional. Kill people."

Tao Qingyang was very curious about her struggle history, blinked her eyes, and listened carefully with her chin resting, "And then?"

"Then? Then I will work hard. At the most difficult time, I even have to eat the pickles." Wen Huan said it lightly, but it can also make people feel the difficulty.

"What about your family? Can't help?"

Wen Huan was taken aback for a moment, as if recalling something, his eyes sank, and he said after a while: "They don't support me, I can only rely on myself."

Tao Qingyang thoughtfully stopped asking.

After being silent for a while, she took the initiative to start the topic, talking about Wen Huan's most influential food.

Wen Huan really became interested, and his expression became much more relaxed. He subconsciously took out an electronic cigarette with a metal rod from his pocket, watched Tao Qingyang play with it, and then took it back, "There are four ways to fry celery, do you know——no You know, I will teach you, remember! When you enter the kitchen in the future, you will need to cook."

...It seems that I should have gone to the vegetable market to buy bundles of celery before.

Tao Qingyang looked at the bunch of yellow lilies regretfully.

Although Wen Huan had been promised before that single girls would pay attention to safety when they came out to work hard, she still failed to rent a single apartment in Donghua District, but chose an old-fashioned building farther away from the company. .

The reason is very simple. Although she is a regular employee of Tianfu, she still needs a few days to get her salary this month. The houses in Donghua District are too expensive.

Tao Qingyang's new home is on the eighth floor without an elevator.

The building law stipulates that elevators must be repaired for residences with more than seven floors, but depending on the age of this building, it may be enough to say to the building law: "I didn't see you when I built it!"

She climbed the stairs resignedly, and was so tired and out of breath when she reached the fourth floor, she had to use her hands and feet to continue going up.

Back home, Tao Qingyang threw himself on the sofa with a missing leg and could only be cushioned by bricks, panted for a while, and walked slowly to the toilet.

Tao Qingyang unscrewed the faucet, stretched out her hands and waited for a long time but no water came out. Then she remembered that this faucet was not very easy to use and would leak to the floor. When she went out, she turned off the water valve.

She turned on the water valve again with a tired face, her whole body was so sticky, she just took a shower, wiped her hair and walked into the bedroom, her head was stuck on the bed, and she couldn't get up again.

Cheryl said that Tianfu seldom asked for overtime, but she probably forgot to tell Tao Qingyang that if she worked overtime, she would have to work overtime until she died.

The next day, she still didn't get home until ten o'clock in the evening. When she reached the sixth floor, she felt something was wrong. The stairs were wet, as if they had just been splashed with water.

Going further up, the landlord and another strange woman were waiting for her in front of the house, their faces not looking very good.

This landlord is very stingy, Tao Qingyang only saw him on the day when the rent was paid, and he usually didn't show up for anything, just dodging it.

"What's the matter?" Tao Qingyang asked in a low voice.

The landlord's face was livid, and he pointed his mouth at the ground, "You're finally back! You didn't turn off the faucet when you went out, and the downstairs was flooded!"

Tao Qingyang quickly opened the door with the key, and sure enough, the faucet that had been leaking was pouring out enthusiastically at this time, and a small bag of shampoo fell from the side of the sink, blocking the pipe, preventing all the water from flowing down. , overflowed the whole room.

In such a hurry to get out this morning, she forgot to turn off the valve!

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Tao Qingyang repeatedly apologized, stepped on the water, walked into the toilet and screwed on the water valve, and hurriedly found a mop to wipe the accumulated water.

The door was open, and the landlord stood at the door, showing no intention of coming in to help her. He watched her busy, "Don't rush to clean, the floor and the ceiling downstairs are all soaked, you need to pay first. "

"Ah?" Tao Qingyang was completely stunned.lose money?Where did she get the money from!

"The maintenance cost is at least [-]. You don't want to blame it, do you?" The landlord stretched out three fingers and looked at her with contempt. "You can learn to shirk responsibility at a young age."

Tao Qingyang tried to explain, "This faucet was broken when I moved in..."

"Who told you to throw things into the sink!" The landlord lost his patience, "Hurry up and pay the money, I will find someone to fix the floor tomorrow."

"I didn't throw it around!" She felt wronged for a while, the bag of shampoo was originally placed on the towel rack, who knew it would fall?Or is she too tired and confused at work?

This landlord is obviously just messing around and trying to extort money from her!The faucet has been broken for a long time and has never been repaired. Why should one person pay half of the maintenance fee? Why should she be responsible for it alone?

Tao Qingyang was furious in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it out. It was clearly written in the rental contract that the tenant must guarantee that the furniture would not be damaged, so it was reasonable for her to pay the money.

——Still too aggrieved.

Looking at the eyes of the landlord and that strange woman, Tao Qingyang really wanted to throw a handful of money at them viciously.It's a pity that now, she took out her mobile phone and searched through the address book, but it was difficult to find anyone who could lend her money.

This is the reality, and if she is dissatisfied, she can only cringe and swallow her anger. I just hope that she will not worry too much, and can quickly deceive herself and forget about it.

The boss of the dormitory must be useless, she just found a job and didn't pay her salary; Cheryl is also unlikely, she is not very familiar, borrowing money from her is tantamount to losing this friend; call parents?No, no, don't worry them.

Flipping through the pages, Tao Qingyang saw a name.

Wen Huan.

Since she is so rich, 3000 yuan must be a small amount for her. She should borrow some first, and pay her back immediately after a few days of salary. It should be no problem, right?

Tao Qingyang hesitated for a moment, cast a blank look at the landlord, and sent a text message to Wen Huan: "Are you busy?"

Almost immediately, her cell phone rang - it was Wen Huan calling.

"What's the matter?" The voice on the other end was lazy, always elongated slightly when saying the first word.

Tao Qingyang stammered: "That... Boss Wen, can you, uh... can you lend me 3000 yuan? I'll pay you back as soon as I get paid!"

"Where are you?" Wen Huan asked after a few seconds.But she didn't ask Tao Qingyang what she wanted the money for.

Tao Qingyang reported his home address, and just after he finished speaking, Wen Huan hung up the phone.

She held the phone blankly, did Wen Huan agree or not?

"When will you get the money?" The landlord urged again.

Tao Qingyang shook the mop angrily, and replied, "I will never owe you anything! What's the hurry!"

The landlord clicked his tongue twice, and began to express his uncivilized views on the overall quality of contemporary young people, such as "the world is getting worse and people's hearts are not old, they don't respect the old and are uneducated", and the strange woman gave him a strange voice.

Tao Qingyang didn't dare to push back, the more he listened, the more aggrieved he became.

It's better at home, there are no such unreasonable people, why do I have to force myself into this strange city?

The mop was wiped back and forth on the ground, and the sound of rushing water was suddenly mixed with the sound of high-heeled shoes coming from the corridor.

Tao Qingyang followed the sound and saw a wisp of smoke drifting up before the visitor showed up.

Wen Huan held a slender metal tobacco rod in his mouth, and his eyes were warm, "Hey, who is going to have trouble with Designer Tao?"