President of Custom

Chapter 29

Song Fengshi and Jin Lanshu went to the supermarket.

There is no other reason for this.

The main reason is that Song Fengshi thinks that going to the supermarket with someone he likes is a very romantic thing.

"Should you seldom go to the supermarket?" Song Fengshi asked Jin Lanshu, "A busy CEO like you?"

"Yes." Jin Lanshu replied, "So you'd better finish choosing the products and check out quickly."

Song Fengshi didn't want to talk to him in an instant.

"Is boiled beef okay?" Song Fengshi asked.

Jin Lanshu nodded: "Okay."

Jin Lanshu paused and said, "There are also cola chicken wings. Lemon tea."

When Song Feng heard the words, he shook his head slightly.

When they were studying abroad, they often ate cola chicken wings and boiled beef with lemon black tea in the dormitory.They were all made by Song Fengshi.

They ate together like this.

That was the case back then.

Song Fengshi felt a sense of nostalgia in his heart, as if the years shook out a lottery for marriage from the box of memory.

This brought some spring breeze into his heart.

"Then buy a lemon." Song Fengshi smiled slightly, "And black tea... I don't have any tea leaves at home, so I can buy a box... Twinings black tea."

"Can Chuanning also drink it?" Jin Lanshu frowned, "It's better to drink water soaked in leaves."

The corner of Song Fengshi's mouth twitched, and he said, "That's right... Isn't tea leaves just leaves! In essence, all teas are leaves soaked in water!"

"It's boring for you to say that." Jin Lanshu didn't seem to know that Song Fengshi was deliberately contradicting himself, and even preached to him, "Then our Baofanliu's dresses and HM's discounted goods are also a few pieces of cloth seams Get up. Can you compare?"

Song Fengshi saw that Jin Lanshu was serious, so he stopped arguing with him, so he nodded and said, "Yes, the CEO is right."

Jin Lanshu picked up the phone and dialed Owen: "Are you still in the company?"

Owen said, "Well, I just left."

Jin Lanshu said: "Just left? That's not far away? Then go back and help me get something."

Owen was walking in the parking lot, and when he saw the fire hydrant at the corner, he suddenly felt an urge to take out the fire extinguisher and hit the boss on the head.

"Okay, Boss. No problem, Boss." Owen looked at the red fire extinguisher, took a deep breath, and kept smiling, "May I ask what you want, Boss?"

Jin Lanshu said: "Just the Anyue lemons I put in the refrigerator... and the Yunnan Jinsi Dianhong tea leaves on the cabinet."

"Okay, boss. No problem, boss." Owen said, "Is it delivered to your home?"

"No, I'll send you an address later."

"Okay, boss. No problem, boss."

Jin Lanshu said to Song Fengshi: "Then I'll send Owen your home address and ask him to send it over later."

"Ah?" Song Fengshi said hastily, "This... this troubles Mr. Ou..."

"Who is President Ou?" Jin Lanshu was very displeased, "I am your 'President'."

Song Fengshi was overwhelmed by Jin Lanshu's aura, and hurriedly nodded: "Yes, President Jin."

Jin Lanshu lowered her head and sent Song Fengshi's address.

Song Fengshi was stunned, and said, "President Jin, why do you have my address?"

Jin Lanshu suddenly felt a little guilty, so she spoke even louder: "Isn't it written in your employee address book?"

Fortunately, Jin Lanshu was only dissatisfied with Twinings tea bags, and had no idea of ​​what kind of beef it was, and didn't have any requirements. Otherwise, he would have to trouble Owen to find high-end ingredients from somewhere, and Song Fengshi would be really embarrassed.

Song Fengshi brought Jin Lanshu back home, and put the ingredients he brought back into the kitchen for processing.

Jin Lanshu looked around the small house and said, "Your house is so small, do you live alone?"

"Yes." Song Fengshi raised his voice so that Jin Lanshu who was sitting in the living room could hear, "It's enough for me to live alone."

Jin Lanshu said, "Why did you go straight into the kitchen and leave me alone?"

Song Fengshi said angrily, "Why do I care about you?"

"At least make me a cup of tea, isn't this basic social etiquette?" Jin Lanshu said.

——Oh my god, you dare to talk about "social etiquette" with others?

Song Fengshi took a deep breath, and raised his voice to answer: "The leaves in my house are soaked in water, it can't set off your noble status!"

"That's true." Jin Lanshu seemed unable to hear the irony, nodded and said, "Let's wait for Owen to deliver the tea."

Song Fengshi chopped the onion vigorously and gritted his teeth, as if the onion was Jin Lanshu's dog's head.

"Ding dong" - the doorbell rang.

"I'll open it, it might be Owen." Jin Lanshu stood up and opened the door.

As soon as the door opened, it was indeed Owen.

Owen smiled and handed a handbag to Jin Lanshu: "Boss Jin, here are the Anyue lemon and Jinsi Dianhong you want."

"Yes." Jin Lanshu took a look and nodded, "It's fine."

At this time, Song Fengshi came out: "Is it Owen?"

When Owen saw Song Feng, he didn't seem surprised, and nodded with a frank smile: "Mr. Song, how are you?"

Song Fengshi was a little surprised: "You...you know this is my house?"

"Isn't it written in the employee communication book?" Owen replied with a smile.

"Oh..." Song Fengshi suddenly felt a little uneasy.

Jin Lanshu glanced at Owen coldly: "You are really clever."

After receiving such a glance, Owen felt a chill down his spine, and quickly said, "No...it's nothing...I'll go first."

Song Fengshi asked: "Aren't you going to sit down? You've been running hard, why don't you drink some tea before leaving?"

Jin Lan said displeasedly: "You didn't even take the initiative to pour me tea! Why are you being so nice to him?"

"I..." Song Fengshi was also speechless.

However, Owen felt that this was an "innocent disaster". Judging from Jin Lanshu's tone, he absolutely did not dare to accept Song Fengshi's sip of tea, so he quickly said, "No need, Mr. Song. I have something to do next, so I'm leaving first. After finishing speaking, Owen hurriedly said two byes and slipped away.

Song Fengshi saw Owen like a frightened bird, so he knew that he must be oppressed by unscrupulous bosses.

Song Fengshi closed the door and said, "Actually, we don't have to use such good tea leaves to make lemon black tea. It feels like a waste. Now it's off-duty time, so I'm sorry to let Owen run errands with us suddenly."

"What's the matter?" Jin Lanshu, the unscrupulous boss, blatantly said, "Part-time work is to sell time. It's not that the company didn't give enough money to buy his time."

Song Fengshi said: "Yes...but you don't have to be so rude to him! The boss and the employees should respect each other!"

"I didn't disrespect him. If I didn't respect him, I would never give him such treatment." Jin Lanshu said firmly, "Do you think Owen is a fool? He is shrewd. If you get this salary, don't think about it. Off work time." Song Fengshi was about to say something, but Jin Lanshu added: "I am always on standby 24 hours a day."

Song Feng really couldn't say anything to refute at this moment.

Song Fengshi felt sour in his heart, and he said after a while, "Then your boss was Shu Moke before, would he order you like this?"

Jin Lanshu said, "That's not true."

"That's right!" Song Feng Fashion acted as Owen's grievance, but in fact he wanted to "spy on the military situation", "Why didn't he order you?"

Jin Lanshu said: "I cooperate unconditionally in matters of work, but not in other matters."

Song Fengshi smiled: "Then why did you ask Owen to do things that have nothing to do with work?"

"He's an assistant." Jin Lanshu said, "He can't be compared with me."

Song Fengshi sighed helplessly: The words are the truth, but the tone really deserves a beating.

Song Fengshi cooks, prepares a table of dishes, and cuts lemons to make black tea.

Jin Lanshu drank the tea, ate the vegetables, tasted the long-lost taste on the tip of her tongue, and felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction in her heart.

It's hard to say how superb Song Fengshi's craftsmanship is.But Jin Lanshu misses this taste very much, and always thinks about it when he can't eat it.He felt that this dish was the same as Song Fengshi's. It was home-cooked, and there was no such thing as a jade plate worth tens of thousands of dollars.

Song Fengshi took two mouthfuls of food, looked at Jin Lanshu, and felt warm in his heart, as if he had returned to the past.

But now, it is still different from before.

Song Fengshi was no longer Qingnen's student.

He thought of his work and couldn't help asking: "Actually, why did you make Bao Fanliu young?"

Jin Lanshu didn't expect Song Fengshi to suddenly bring up this topic, but he explained patiently: "Because this is a trend. Since you are doing it in a store, you should have an intuitive feeling that consumers are getting younger and younger. According to a recent market survey, the average age of global luxury consumers has dropped from 35 to 25."

"Indeed." Song Fengshi nodded, "Young people spend a lot of this."

"Especially in China, young people in China are more willing to spend money on luxury goods than young people in most countries, while young people in the West are more conservative in consumption-this may be different from ordinary people's perception. Many People think that Chinese consumption is very conservative, but this has changed.” Jin Lanshu said, “In short, it is impossible not to attract young people if they can get a big cake in this market. It is definitely not possible to go to the 'old-fashioned' route. Now all luxury goods will want to make money from the pockets of young people."

"So Bao Fanliu needs to be young," Song Fengshi nodded, "to change."

When Jin Lanshu looked at Song Feng as if he was in trouble, he knew that he was probably worrying about the planning.

Song Fengshi muttered like "Xiangling learning poetry": "How should I write it right..."

Jin Lanshu also experienced Song Fengshi's state when she started her career, thinking of a headache because of a project idea.According to Jin Lanshu's experience, this is pure nonsense. You have to fill your stomach first and get a good night's sleep before you can think clearly.

So, Jin Lanshu tapped Song Fengshi's head with his chopsticks to bring him back to his senses.

Jin Lanshu said in the tone of an elder: "You, you have to eat and rest now."

"I..." Song Fengshi was about to say something.

"Don't think about work, let's go to bed after we're full." Jin Lanshu rarely spoke in a gentle tone, and put some vegetables in the bowl for Song Fengshi, "Good boy."

Song Fengshi curled his mouth, thinking: He really still wants to go to bed.

So the two went up.

Afterwards, Song Fengshi thought, it was quite cool.