Dreams of Jianghu and Junyan

Chapter 158

It was almost noon when we returned to Qianqiu, Chenfeng rushed to Jiantong to go to work, and the documents to be signed after a few days of vacation were piled up like a mountain.Wei Yan was already complaining endlessly.

Xinyue was too busy tidying up the store, purchasing goods, pruning and sanitation.

At this time, the phone rang, she wiped her hand and took a look, it was a message from Jin Zhexun: Are you in the store?I'm here to play with you.

Xinyue replied: Yes, welcome.

Not long after posting, I heard a voice: "Xiaoyue!"

Hearing Zhexun's voice, Xinyue raised her head from pruning flowers and branches.

She smiled, wiped the drops of water on her apron, and joked, "Boss Jin is here to collect rent?"

"Don't make trouble. I'm here to ask for advice." Zhe Xun picked up a pot of succulents on the flower stand and looked at it carefully.

"Ask me for advice?" Xinyue was puzzled.

"En." Zhe Xun took out a thick notebook and handed it to her.

Xinyue flipped through it, and it was densely written: knowledge and maintenance of flower materials, bouquet design and color matching, celebration and home flower arrangement...

A lot of content is densely recorded in the notes. The handwriting is not beautiful but it is still neat. Questions and answers are recorded with red and blue pens respectively, and graphics are drawn, and the key points are highlighted with fluorescent lights.

Xinyue couldn't help sighing: "You must have been a top student in school before, I knew it when I saw this note."

"The point is not whether this is good or not." Zhe Xun sat down on the sofa, "These are all theories. I still don't understand a lot."

"I've never taken this kind of course before, please lend me this book for reference." Xinyue continued flipping through her notes, then suddenly raised her head and asked, "You don't plan to go to work in a company, do you want to have a flower shop?"

"Finally, I got the idea. The flower shop is a matter of the future, and now I just want to find a flower shop for an internship." Zhe Xun looked at her pitifully, begging for forgiveness.

Xinyue understood: "What are you looking for? I'm short of manpower. It would be great if you could help me. But if you're a talented student, if you don't go to the company to show your talents, what's the point of staying in a flower shop?"

"Everyone has their own aspirations. I want to be like my grandma, but I thought it was too simple." Zhe Xun said seriously.

Xinyue raised her eyebrows: "Choose a poetic slow life, only smell the fragrance of flowers, don't talk about sorrow and joy, drink tea and read books, don't fight for the day and night?"

Zhe Xun's eyes lit up, and what Xinyue said hit his heart, and he summed up his philosophy of life in a few words: "Yes, that's it, you understand me!"

Xinyue waved the note on her hand: "If you really open a flower shop, you will find that these are just for reference, and they are actually useless."

"I think so too." Zhe Xunhan smiled and shrugged.

"I'll go upstairs to get something, you wait." Xinyue walked to the second floor after speaking.

When she went downstairs, she was holding a yellowed notebook in her hand: "This is the secret book, and I regard it as a treasure. It was left by Granny Hua. I thought you might not need it, so I didn't give it to you. Return to the original owner."

Zhe Xun took the notebook and carefully turned it over.

After a long time, I raised my head and said to Xinyue: "Xiaoyue, can I come to the store for an internship in a few days?"

"Okay, this flower shop is yours. You are my boss."

"No, no, I want to be a clerk. I will write the internship report carefully. If you become my master, you will write an internship evaluation for me after three months. I am very serious." Zhe Xun turned to Granny Hua again "A good memory is not as good as a bad pen. I will copy this secret book by myself, and then add some content slowly."

Xinyue smiled and said, "It's really a schoolmaster's style."

In fact, Xinyue also copied this notebook of Granny Hua, firstly because of the commemorative significance of Grandma Hua's notes, and secondly because the notes have yellowed over time, and the paper quality is not suitable for repeated reading.Her notes were named "Flower World Ukiyoji", and she added a lot of content to the original.

"I have to take flower art training classes these days, and I will come to the store for an internship in a few days. I found that I am really interested in this business." Zhe Xun smiled brightly.

Xinyue imagined Zhe Xun's tall and muscular figure wearing an apron and pruning flower branches, and secretly laughed, that look should be pretty good.

The two were chatting, Xinyue looked up and saw someone walking into the flower shop at the door: "If you need anything, please come in and have a look."

Chang Qingge took off his sunglasses and squinted his eyes: "Xinyue! Don't you recognize me? Your flower shop is really inconspicuous, and there is a bus stop sign next to it. I missed it several times with the navigation."

"It's you, what do you want me for?" Xinyue then recognized Chang Qingge.

"Buy flowers, give them to girls." Chang Qingge looked around in the shop.

"Send the little nurse?" Xinyue asked.

"No, it's the little accountant." Chang Qingge scratched his head embarrassingly.

Xinyue smiled and understood: "What flowers do you need?"

"Is there any radiation protection? Put it in front of the computer. It doesn't need to be too big, it can bloom, and the color is beautiful." Chang Qingge scratched his head again, "It seems that there are too many requirements."

"No, hyacinths are very suitable. The flowers are beautiful and fragrant, and they are radiation-proof. I have a few here, and they already have buds." Xinyue recommended hyacinths according to his needs.

"Okay, okay, that's all. Is there any flower language to say." Chang Qingge made a decision immediately.

Xinyue smiled and introduced: "The flower language of pink hyacinth: admiration, romance."

"That's good, that's all! I knew it was the right choice for me to come to you!

Xinyue helped him pack the hyacinths, and Zhexun took notes carefully.

"Actually, I have one more thing to do today." Chang Qingge glanced at Zhe Xun on the sofa, turned sideways and whispered in Xinyue's ear, "I heard from my father that Jiantong old Dong Xiao Hongjian's birthday is coming. Choose a girlfriend for our boss, our family, my brother, me, and my cousin, as long as they are single, they will all be called, this is obviously a large-scale blind date, do you know about it?"

Xinyue smiled lightly: "I know, don't worry, I will find a way to deal with it, thank you for telling me this."

"Let me tell you, if Boss Feng Jue doesn't want you anymore, you come to me, I'm serious, do you understand love at first sight? I..."

"Ahem. This gentleman, please respect yourself." Zhe Xun couldn't listen anymore, stood up and interrupted him.

Chang Qingge frowned and looked at him: "You are?"

"The flower protector." Zhe Xun stared at him righteously.

"Ah? Xinyue, you still have a flower protector, I want to be one too!"

Xinyue laughed aloud when she heard that, and she said to Chang Qingge, "This is Mu Xun." Then she turned her head and said to Zhe Xun, "This is Zhe Xun, he's just kidding."

"It turned out to be Ah Xun." Chang Qingge wanted to hook Zhe Xun's shoulder, but found that he couldn't reach it, so he took his arm instead, and sat on the sofa beside him to chat.

Xinyue put the card in the packaged hyacinth and put it aside, thinking about what Chang Qingge said just now.

There are only ten days left until Xiao Hongjian's birthday.

(End of this chapter)