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Chapter 02(1/2)

When I went to work on Monday, the room was very quiet during lunch break. Some colleagues had not come back yet. Some were lying on the table and taking a nap, while others were wearing headphones to watch the show. There was a faint smell of coffee and fruit in the air, and the sound of two young mothers sharing their parenting experiences came from next door.

Zhan Xiwo was watching the rental app at the work station and saved it if there were suitable properties. She caught a cold yesterday. She caught a cold and kept blowing her nose with tissues and filling hot water with cups of ground.

Department manager Wenqin was called to have dinner with Mr. Sun at noon, and came back only when the lunch break was over. When passing by Zhan Xi's table, he knocked on her desk: "Xiao Zhan, I'm here to live, come to my office."

"Hey!" Zhan Xi followed her in obediently. As soon as she sat down, the marketing department old Qian hurried in, holding a large stack of documents and shouting: "Auntie, you are back, hurry up and stamp it for me!"

Wenqin is nearly forty years old. She took the documents and read them and said to Lao Qian: "Wait first, I will explain the matter to Xiao Zhan before I will cover it for you. I haven't even started working yet."

Lao Qian sat down and waited by the side. Zhan Xi listened with great tribute, and Wenqin repeated what Mr. Sun told her.

The matter is very simple. More than 20 days later, a large customer in the company will bring a team to inspect. The customer is Japanese, male, in his fifties. Mr. Sun wants to give him a meeting gift and ask Wenqin to have lunch for this.

It is said that the Japanese are serious and noble, and do not accept any expensive gifts. Mr. Sun thought that he could not produce local specialties, so he inquired from many sources and learned that the Japanese lived in China all year round, loved tea art, flower art and other elegant things, and especially loved the flower creation works of a handmade flower art master in his hometown in Japan.

When Zhan Xi heard this, he was still stunned. Old Qian couldn't help but interrupt: "Is he going to buy imported flowers? Isn't these flowers wilted when sent? It's very troublesome to pass the plants through customs?"

Wenqin's expression "You have never seen the world": "Handmade, making flowers, and flowers are all fake!"

"Fake it?" Lao Qian was even more puzzled. "Isn't it okay to buy it in a small commodity wholesale market? I've been sluggish for hundreds of dollars a pot. Can this thing be given to people? It's better to give local specialties."

"Don't interrupt!" Wenqin signaled him to shut up, and said to Zhan Xi, "Don't listen to Lao Qian's nonsense. The flowers that Mr. Sun asked us to prepare are not cheap. They are all made by hand, called, what... the art of hot flower! You don't need to buy them from Japan, and there are people in China now. Xiao Zhan's task is to find people who make this kind of flower, make a decoration, more elegant, I guess you can find it online. You young people like to play short videos, so this task is given to you. You can find someone for specific flowers, first."

Zhan Xi understood, but she was very unfamiliar with this industry. "Sheeping Flower Art" was also the first time she heard about it. She asked: "Sister Wen, what is the budget?"

Wenqin was also confused: "I don't know the budget. He couldn't even tell me about Mr. Sun. I guess the small four-digit number is. It would be boring if it is expensive."

"Wow!" Old Qian exclaimed, "That's three or four thousand yuan? Buy a pot of fake flowers at this price! Mr. Sun is too bad!"

Wenqin frowned: "What do you know! Handmade ones are the most valuable now! Handmade ones are handmade and hand-carved. They are craftsmanship, even if they are made by machines, they are sincere when they are given away."

Lao Qian couldn't understand this elegance and didn't say anything anymore. Wenqin told Zhan Xi a few more words, and Zhan Xi left the office.

Zhan Xi couldn't say that she liked this job very much. After all, she didn't find the job herself, but Chi Guilan put a lot of connections into her. Wenqin, the manager of the human resources department, was Zhan Xi's distant cousin. Zhan Xi saw her at the memorial service of her great-grandma. She was only five years old at that time, and she didn't know how Chi Guilan got in such a distant relationship.

Zhanxi worked for half a year and worked for the department every day, which was equivalent to a clerk. Wenqin did whatever she asked her to do. Sometimes she also helped other sisters in charge of salary, benefits, recruitment and training, and promotion to team building. She had no specific work content, which made her feel anxious.

After sitting back to the work station, Zhan Xi first searched for the art of hot flowers on the computer. After roughly understanding, she turned on her mobile phone to search online stores and short video platforms. She actually found several stores and anchors in this industry.

Zhanxi Locks Q Station A anchor with a lot of video views. The person who makes hot works, the things he makes include headdresses, accessories on clothes, bridal bouquets, floral ornaments on the table, etc.

I have to say that those headgear accessories are really exquisite and cute, almost fake and real, with a strawberry-like brooch, which is chubby and round, and Zhan Xi especially likes it.

The videos have been edited and there is no complete production process. They are matched with simple text explanations. The author does not show his face or speaks, and can only see his hands.

That was a pretty pair of hands.

He should be a man with fair skin, slender fingers and distinct joints, faint blue veins on the back of his hand, his nails were round and clean, and there was a small red mole on the bottom of the little finger of his right hand.

He gently rolled up his sleeves, revealing his thin wrists. When he was operating with various tools, his ten fingers were flexible and stretched regardless of whether they were straightened or curled up, with a pleasing attitude.

With the light music, Zhan Xi watched it with relish and sighed in his heart that this person is really skillful, or a man! If her brother had such hands, his nephew would no longer have to worry about his handiwork at school.

As she looked at it, Zhan Xi couldn't help looking down at her hands. The family inherited it. Although the skin on her hands was white, her ten fingers were chubby, and the back of her hands was fleshy. It was not good to wear a ring. It is said that wearing a jade bracelet would look rich.

Everyone said that this was a pair of lucky hands, just like her name, full of joy. Zhan Xi curled her lips depressedly. She wanted a pair of delicate hands that would look more advanced.

After watching several flower making videos, I saw the anchor’s message “inheriting the private customization of various perming products” left on the homepage. Zhan Xi immediately sent a private message to the anchor. Fortunately, the other party immediately responded.

Zhan Xi told the reason and humbly asked the other party for a price.

The other party was obviously confused.

[Little Fish Handmade Hot Flowers]:?????

【Strawberry Cake】: [Star Eye][Star Eye][Star Eye][Star Eye]

[Little Fish Handmade Pork Flowers]: Dear, each flower is priced at a price, each work is priced at a price. I don’t know what you want to do.

A man with a pair of beautiful hands said "dear", and Zhan Xi couldn't accept it. Thinking about it, everyone who opened an online store might be like this. It's good not to call her "old iron" or "family", so I didn't care too much.

She quickly went online to find a few pictures of flower arrangements and sent them to the other party.

[Strawberry Cake]: This is almost the same shape. Can it be made with hot flowers?

[Little Fish Handmade Pork Flowers]: It's OK.

【Strawberry Cake】: How much does it cost?

[Little Fish Handmade Pork Flower]: You have confirmed one and I will give you a quote.

Zhan Xi picked a work with bird of paradise and lilies. It looked very lively in red and yellow, and there was also a festive name called "Good Luck".

[Little Fish Handmade Pork Flowers]: Wait for a moment.

——

Next to the computer, Fang Xu was eating a bowl of spicy hotpot and took the time to send out two WeChat messages.

【Fang Xu】: Good luck comes.jpg

[Fang Xu]: Fish, how much does this thing cost to make with hot flowers?

After a while, the other party returned.

【What a big fish】: 4000

【Fang Xu】: It’s so expensive??

[What a big fish]: Poplin should be used for the styling of the styling, which takes one week to use poplin.

[Fang Xu]: OK.

Fang Xu took out his napkin and wiped his mouth, opened the Q station to reply to a private message.

[Little Fish Handmade Pork Flower]: Dear, this one costs 6,000.

【Strawberry Cake】: So expensive??? I was stunned.jpg

[Little Fish Handmade Pork Flowers]: Dear, you may not understand that the Wanghelan in this model uses poplin, which is long and the shape of the whole pot of the flower is complicated, and it takes one week.

【Strawberry Cake】: What is Wanghelan?

[Little Fish Handmade Pork Flowers]: Dear, it is the bird of paradise.

【Strawberry Cake】:…

Zhan Xi sniffed at the phone, thinking that she was indeed an expert. She didn't know that Bird of Paradise had other names, and she didn't know what poplin was.

Six thousand yuan, what about robbery! You can buy dozens of pots for flowers.

Zhan Xi's head was a little dizzy, and she threw away her phone and didn't have the energy to bargain with the other party. She thought of either changing to a simpler flower shape or changing to a store to ask.

——

In the afternoon, Zhan Xi’s WeChat was busy all the time.

On one side is a chattering college roommate group, on the other side is a work group, plus a blind date partner, Xiao Wang.

[Four Little Fairies] In the group, Yao Ying was spitting out fragrant smells and counting the stupidity of the partner A. Luo Xinran and Zhan Xi had no time to reply, only Zhao Qingqing supported Yao Ying.

Zhan Xidekong drank a sip of water and asked questions in the group.

[Egg Pudding]: I want to rent a house near the company. Do you think it is better to rent a single room or share it with others?

[Yao Ying]: Why did you suddenly want to rent a house? Don’t you live in your brother’s house?

【Egg Pudding】: My brother’s house is too far away, I want to sleep a little longer.

[Yao Ying]: My God! Just to sleep a little longer, I don’t even live in a free house?

【Egg Pudding】: It’s so arrogant!

Zhan Xi never mentioned the family affairs in the group. He felt embarrassed even when he was trivial, only Luo Xinran knew a little.

[Zhao Qingqing]: Fortunately, your company is far away, and renting a single room nearby is much cheaper than in the city, but it costs more than 2,000 yuan, right?

【Egg Pudding】: Yes, one-third of the salary, so sad, why don’t there be a big boss to support me! Brace up.jpg

[Yao Ying]: Why don’t there be a big boss to support me?

[Zhao Qingqing]: Why don’t there be a big boss to support me?

【Luo Xinran】:…

[Yao Ying]: You want to move out, does your mother know? If she knows, will she kill you?

【Egg Pudding】: May it be. Sorry.jpg

After four years of sleeping together in college, Zhan Xi had a good relationship with three roommates. They also heard Zhan Xi talk about Chi Guilan a lot. Yao Ying positioned Zhan Xi as a "mama's girl" and said she had never seen a girl who listened to her mother like this.

Zhan Xi didn’t know if it was a compliment or a satire.

[Egg Pudding]: Oh... the blind date guy came to talk to me.

[Zhao Qingqing]: What are the conditions? Is it a civil servant or a professional staff member this time?

[Egg Pudding]: Business organization.

[Zhao Qingqing]: It’s boring, can’t your mother introduce you to a boss?

[Egg Pudding]: [Crying] I want to do it too!

[Yao Ying]: The career organization is OK, come on! It depends on you to get rid of poverty and become rich in this group!
To be continued...
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