Affectionate trapping

Chapter 19 The Field Flower Shop
In the morning, Wenxi rushed to the hospital and saw several vases of bouquets at the front desk, including carnations, golden lilies, pink roses, baby's breath of various colors, etc. The color matching was particularly beautiful.

Han Wei, who was at the front desk, called out to her: "Sister Xi, can you pick one and put it on your table?"

Wen Xi didn't refuse, and chose a brighter color that matched her interior decoration, "Who ordered the flowers? The hospital can't send them for free, right?"

"Oh no, it was given by Yuanye Flower Shop for an event."

"what activity?"

"Send a bouquet to Moments. It is said that the boss is studying flower arrangement, so he sent a few bouquets for us to help promote."

Wen Xi lowered his head and sniffed, the fragrance of flowers permeated his nostrils, "This one looks very pretty, so there's no need for any publicity."

Han Wei bent her eyes: "The smell of wine is also afraid of deep alleys, so it must be better to promote it."

"Yuanye Flower Shop...the name sounds nice." Wen Xi asked, "Where is it?"

"Oh, it's on Shengyang Street, and there's a bookstore next to it. The environment is very good. The name of the bookstore is Oasis, isn't it special?"

Wen Xi smiled slightly and agreed: "It sounds good."

"Hey, I heard that the two stores are opened by the same person, and the names are both given by the boss himself."

"That's it." She took out her phone and clicked on Han Wei's Moments: "I'll forward it to Moments too. Did you take the picture of your space?"

"I took it, you can use it as you like." She recommended another person to Wenxi: "You add this person, and they may send you flowers after posting."

Wen Xi looked at the bunch in his hand: "Then let's put this here, I'll wait for him to deliver it."

"Don't worry, it's an extra gift from the florist. They said we were the first to send it to Moments, so they sent an extra bouquet. Take it away."

Wen Xi wanted to say something else, but Han Wei waved her hand: "Take it away, your room lacks such a beautiful flower decoration."

She laughed: "Okay, then I will take it away."

Wen Xi went back, put the bouquet on the table, looked at it, and changed the position again. There was a thicket of bushes behind it, and the flaming tiger thorn plum was very eye-catching.

She liked it, picked up her mobile phone and took a photo with the background wall, and sent a post together with the photo saved from Han Wei.

[The owner of Yuanye Flower Shop personally matched it, it is very beautiful. 】

Contacts are added and ready for the first enquirer of the week.
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Yuanye Flower Shop is located at the end of Shengyang Street. There are various shops in front of it. The fragrance of flowers spreads with the wind, making passers-by stop.

Shen Yuli arranged the flowers in the back, and the assistant next to him helped cut the flowers.

"Boss, why do you hold an event when you're so good? Even if you don't promote it, just put your handicraft at the door, and there will be a lot of people who come to buy it."

He didn't explain, but stretched out his hand: "Margaret."

"Go and give me the vase I brought."

The little assistant brought it over. The vase is made of transparent glass, but the color is very beautiful, with silver shattering, and the pattern on it looks very delicate. "This vase doesn't look cheap."

"Ah."

"Who is this for?"

Shen Yuli turned his head to look at him: "You talk a lot, why don't you carry a basket and sell flowers on the street? I think you're good at selling."

He immediately shut up.

You Zitai ran over: "Brother, sister-in-law added me."

Shen Yuli clapped his hands, and scolded with a smile: "What kind of sister-in-law, her name is Doctor Wen."

He handed out his mobile phone: "Isn't it sooner or later?"

Shen Yuli didn't answer: "Just watch and answer, don't say things you shouldn't say, and don't let her know that the boss is me."

He handed over the flowers in his hand: "Someone send them over, be careful not to damage them."

"Okay, don't worry."

Shen Yuli turned on the phone, looked at Wen Xi's circle of friends, "Personally match..."

He bent his lips and gave her a thumbs up.

"Have they learned how to make dried flowers?"

"I learned."

"Well, I will make it with dried flowers in the future, put a few at the door, and send ten bunches to the bookstore."

You Zitai wondered: "Why didn't you just send dried flowers to Dr. Wen? Isn't that long-lasting?"

"It's fresh and beautiful." Shen Yuli looked at Margaret in front of him, imagining how she would see the flowers, and suddenly said, "Send me another pot of Margarita."

You Zitai kindly reminded: "Brother, it would be too much to give away. The vase is a bit too much."

Shen Yuli was silent for a while: "Then let's not give it away."

A few flower watchers came outside the door. Looking at the flowers, they aimed at Shen Yuli and asked the assistant next to him, "Is that your staff?"

The assistant shook his head: "That's our boss."

"Why haven't I seen it before? Isn't he here often?"

"Yes, our boss, every day as a shopkeeper."

"Does your boss have a girlfriend?"

"should have."

"...Oh." She sighed: "Sure enough, all the handsome guys have a girlfriend."

After she bought two potted plants and left, the assistant walked over: "Boss, are you in a relationship?"

Shen Yuli glanced at him.

The assistant looked seventeen or eighteen years old at most, and looked like a stunned young man with a small cut, "I didn't ask this question! It was a customer who just came to buy flowers!"

"Then what did you say?"

"I said it should be talked about."

Shen Yuli chuckled lightly: "Well, we'll talk about it later."

"Then are you talking about it or not?"

"Is it important?"

"Curious, who is the sister-in-law that the little boss mentioned just now?"

You Zitai stretched out his hand and flicked his head: "What little boss, you are so curious and asked you to deal with the leftovers, have you finished cleaning up?"

He said aggrievedly: "Isn't someone cleaning it up? I'm here to learn from the boss."

Shen Yuli looked at him, making his whole body shudder, "Boss, what are you doing looking at me?"

He rarely smiled at people: "Which school did you graduate from?"

"I didn't go to college, I came here before I finished high school, I don't know anything, I just want to learn a craft."

Shen Yuli hit him: "It's useless to learn."

"..."

He seemed unhappy, "I'd better go and pick up the flowers."

You Zitai stared at his back as he left, "This kid has a bad temper! Don't be as knowledgeable as him."

"What knowledge can I have with a little brat, I think he is quite interesting."

Shen Yuli looked around: "If you have time, hire someone who can arrange flowers and has better aesthetics. Let him take pictures of the process of flower arrangement and post them on the Internet."

You Zitai immediately understood what he meant, and letting him make videos not only allowed him to learn, but also to find a job to do, instead of just idly watching the shop and selling flowers.

"Is that using our work account to post videos?"

"The work account selects high-quality posts, and the rest is posted by his private account."

"Brother, do you want to train him? Why haven't I seen you treat me so well before?"

Shen Yuli ignored him, and the topic changed quickly: "Find more people to promote the flower shop."

"What's the matter? The entrepreneurial spirit is suddenly so strong. You didn't even pay attention to whether the store was dead or alive before."

He flipped through his phone and saw that Wenxi had received a bouquet of flowers. There was a single photo, and he seemed to like it very much. The accompanying text was: [I like it, the boss has a good vision]

He was in a great mood: "I'm afraid I won't have money to support your future sister-in-law."

You Zitai's teeth became sore immediately.

It's not done yet, it's just so showy, and when it is done, it won't be able to raise its tail to the sky.

　No writer said today, but I want to see the little cuties who are reading books make a fuss, will no one read it qQq(_)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)