Basically at the same time as receiving the text message, Chen Zhan deduced that Yin Ronglan wanted to confess to himself.
He likes to prepare things in advance, wondering whether to forgive each other directly and clearly. After a while, his eyes swept across the calendar inadvertently, and when he saw that a certain day was marked with New Year's Eve in red, he shook his head and said, "If it is this day, forget it."
Old grudges can be lifted on New Year's Eve.
[System: The host wants to go wrong, the old will not go and the new will not come.]
What sounded in his mind was a completely different tone from before, but Chen Zhan ignored it.
The newly appointed system begins a brief self-introduction.
Chen Zhan interrupted coldly: "I have to change it soon, don't waste time."
After waiting for a day without receiving a call, I received a homemade invitation letter on the eve of New Year's Eve, with a petal glued to the cover, indicating the time and place.
In just a short line, the Delmar Hotel is particularly eye-catching.
Some things have been tacitly understood by both parties, but they have not been brought out.
The radio program to be broadcast tonight was recorded in advance, and Chen Zhan tied his scarf on that day and went out early.
There are small snowflakes floating in the sky, falling on the brows, making people look a bit childlike like snow dolls.
Waiters in uniform stood at the entrance of the hotel. They had been explained in advance and led him to the elevator with a smile.
As soon as the door opened, it was like entering a sea of flowers.
The big yellow roses are almost filling a whole layer in the posture of seeing the needles.
Although it was arranged by hand, the smile on the waiter's face could not help but stiffen for a moment. What a straight man's aesthetic is this heavenly design of yellow roses!
"so beautiful."
A whisper made the waiter come back to his senses, and when he saw the surprise in those eyes, the waiter was shamelessly silent... Blame his shallow knowledge.
Knowing that Chen Zhan has the habit of arriving early for appointments, Yin Ronglan was waiting here an hour ago.
As soon as the footsteps came, he stood up and pulled the chair across from him.
Their identities were different from the past, Chen Zhan's attitude was slightly indifferent, and he nodded as a greeting.
The melody of the violin in silence sounded, melodious and pleasant, Chen Zhan's expression could not help softening a little, and said softly: "This money must be enough to buy a few houses in Y city."
"If you really think about it, it's probably an intangible asset." Yin Ronglan met his eyes and explained with a smile: "The violinist was introduced by someone. The hotel owner and I are old acquaintances, and it's a debt of gratitude."
Between them, the mode of getting along is mostly Chen Zhan telling, Yin Ronglan listens quietly, and tonight just reversed.
"I'm sorry." He said, "I didn't mean to hide anything from you."
Chen Zhan has the basic ability to know people and knows that the other party is not such a bad character, but he doesn't show it on his face.
Yin Ronglan: "I can prove it."
Chen Zhan looked up at him.
Yin Ronglan took out a piece of paper: "I like to eat seafood, wear a hoodie, and tend to diversify investment..."
Chen Zhan looked at the paper in his hand and thought it was interesting... Is he afraid of forgetting the words
At the end, Yin Ronglan made a statement: "According to the above information, it is enough to show that I know you very well and value my friends."
Looking at each other, Chen Zhan couldn't help but turned his face away and laughed out loud.
"you do this delibrately."
Read the manuscript aloud like a schoolboy to lighten the mood. From this point of view, his ability to calculate people's hearts is not bad at all.
Yin Ronglan rang the bell, indicating that the food could be served.
Chen Zhan likes to eat seafood, but he doesn't like shelling. Yin Ronglan's pleasing actions were obvious, whether it was crabs or shrimps, put them on the other side's plate.
Because today is New Year's Eve, the waiter brought a small plate of dumplings.
Chen Zhan picked one up and paused in mid-air: "Cheers."
Yin Ronglan was stunned for a while, and then he followed suit. The two round dumplings touched each other in the air: "Cheers."
Originally did not like seafood, but after the misunderstanding was resolved, Yin Ronglan felt that the lobster on the plate became more pleasing to the eye than usual.
After eating a few dumplings, Chen Zhan felt a little full after a while. Putting down his chopsticks, he sat up slightly and let out a light sigh.
I do not know what to notice, the moving line of sight suddenly freezes, and the head is lowered into contemplation.
Yin Rong didn't take it to heart at first, but when he noticed that his eyes were getting hot, he suddenly realized that he had made a fatal mistake. Ignoring table manners, I grabbed Chen Zhanzheng's wrist holding the cup handle: "I heard that this year's party was good, why don't you..."
The eyelashes cast a small shadow on the eyelid. Not being bewitched by his words, Chen Zhan said slowly, "Rose is beautiful."
Yin Ronglan's expression was gentle, and her tone was inductive: "Yellow roses represent apology, and many times they are not very popular flowers."
It's a pity that Chen Zhan didn't listen to it, and began to calculate accurately in his mind: "It will definitely sell for a good price."
The flowers are fresh, and many are still in buds and can survive for a while longer.
His eyes lingered on the budding flower bones, and Chen Zhan said again: "Isn't it too pitiful to let them be thrown into the trash can by the hotel... Such beautiful flowers should enter thousands of people's homes and keep them warm get the last bloom."
The voice of the conversation was neither light nor heavy, but enough to be heard by the violinist not far away.
He, who has never made a mistake on the stage, trembled his fingers, and his voice was a little off.
This is the first time I heard people make such a beautiful excuse for selling flowers. It's a pity to sell roses with such eloquence. I should sell white lotuses.
Yu Guang caught a glimpse of the scattered snowflakes outside the window, Yin Ronglan said warmly: "The weather is very cold, and the flowers are squeamish."
Chen Zhan smiled and said, "You came by car, right?"
In his eyes, these flowers are like treasures that have fallen on the ground, and it is really difficult to pretend not to see them.
Judging that the current situation could not be perfunctory, Yin Ronglan simply nodded in cooperation: "It just so happens that the trunk is empty."
Several waiters were in charge of collecting flowers, and Chen Zhan got up and went to the bathroom.
The violinist was also about to leave, Yin Ronglan thanked him and made a call.
After a few seconds, the subordinate's cautious voice came from the other end, for fear of being called to work overtime.
Yin Ronglan: "How many flowers did you order before?"
Facing the unexpected question, the subordinate stunned and replied, "Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine."
Chen Zhan happened to see this scene when he came back, and raised his eyebrows: "Hire someone to buy it?"
Yin Ronglan hung up the phone and couldn't help laughing: "That's a plot that only appears in TV dramas."
How can there be a boss who squeezes employees on New Year's Eve
"Art comes from life," Chen Zhan said calmly: "The rich pretending to be poor is also a plot only in TV dramas."
Yin Ronglan smiled and did not argue. The two chatted about the world and got out of the elevator. The waiter gently put the flower into the trunk: "Welcome to come next time."
In the past, on New Year's Eve, Chen Zhan used to read or sleep at home, and seldom went out. Subconsciously, I thought that the street should be deserted at night like this.
In fact, there are still a lot of people, couples who can't go home to reunite with their families, friends who meet to watch movies, etc.
There are all kinds of small lanterns hanging on the tree, which are very lively under the reflection of the light.
Yin Ronglan smiled and said, "The movies released recently are all good. I remember you like watching suspenseful horror."
Chen Zhan pondered for a moment, thinking about other aspects: "Selling business near the cinema should be good."
To avoid being photographed on the news by passers-by, Chen Zhan put on a mask and pulled up the hood of his hoodie. Fortunately, his figure and silhouette are very good, so he will not be regarded as a bad person.
Yin Ronglan also wore a mask, but the effect was average. If he was an acquaintance with better eyes, he could barely recognize him if he was close.
A man with good temperament and a valuable car quickly attracted a lot of attention.
The back seat of the car was also full of roses. Thinking back on the number of flowers, Yin Ronglan couldn't help feeling a little weak.
Chen Zhan was worried after noticing it: "Go check your bone density when you have time."
It's not the first time, and it's not a problem that old legs are weak.
A rose sells for three yuan, which is cheap. When it is sold, middle-aged people buy more. Before Chen Zhan heard the mother and daughter leave, the mother muttered that she would put it in the vase at home for decoration.
Everything was going well, but he couldn't help frowning faintly, feeling that he had overlooked something.
After half of the flowers were sold out, Chen Zhan finally responded, watching the people coming and going: "City management."
The two looked at each other, closed the door silently, and drove away with a little guilt.
The neon lights on both sides are dazzling.
Chen Zhan sat in the passenger seat and suddenly asked, "If you are really caught and your identity is exposed on the news, will you become a miracle in the upper class circle?"
The use of the word 'miracle' is playful.
Yin Ronglan glanced at him: "Probably will be invited to do interviews by financial reports."
Chen Zhan couldn't help laughing when he thought of that scene.
Cars shuttle between cities without a destination.
"Where do you want to go?"
Chen Zhan: "Near the bright moon at sea."
The bright moon on the sea is just the final destination, but the car stops and goes all the way.
Encountered a place to park halfway, Chen Zhan and Yin Ronglan took turns holding a large bunch of flowers and got out of the car to sell, and then quickly got in the car after selling some.
Chen Zhan: "When these flowers are sold out, how about buying a New Year's gift for the other party with the equally divided money?"
Yin Ronglan was startled.
Chen Zhan smiled and said, "Just get to know each other again."
The kind that doesn't contain any cheating ingredients.
Yin Ronglan's eyes were stained with a smile because of this sentence.
[System: Sell his things, share his money, and then buy gifts to impress the other party. You're the perfect malevolent male partner... let's renew.]
Even the honorary title is used, which shows the degree of admiration.
Chen Zhan ignored his thoughts and searched for the next place suitable for selling flowers.
"Wait." In order to see more clearly, Chen Zhan opened the window a crack: "Go back a little bit."
There were not many people on this trail, but Yin Ronglan still stopped the car as he said.
Chen Zhan didn't hold the flower, but walked in the opposite direction, Yin Ronglan followed.
Not far ahead, there is a very familiar back. At this moment, there are two people in police uniforms beside him.
"Lin Chiang?" Chen Zhan called out.
The man turned around and was slightly surprised when he saw him: "Why are you here?"
Chen Zhan said with his mouth: "Avoid the city management." He paused and asked, "How about you?"
Lin Chiang pursed his lips and stopped talking.
It was the man in the police uniform next to him who said, "Know?"
Chen Zhan nodded, hesitated and asked, "What did he do?"
"If we set off fireworks and firecrackers illegally, we will take them back to punish them for public security management in accordance with the law."
"… "
The author has something to say: Yin Ronglan: I knew that such a day would come sooner or later.