Entertainment: I, Mr. Deyun Da

　　"It doesn't feel right, why?"

　　"...No, let's do something real, okay? If you don't tell me, this meal is really uneatable."

　　"oops!"

　　Seeing Wu Shaobai put down his chopsticks, Gao Yuanyuan said speechlessly:

　　"I bought it for you all the way, why don't you eat it?"

　　"Then you have to tell me what you want to do first, otherwise I'll be really restless."

　　"...Okay. I'll say it then, but you should have a good time, okay?"

　　"Uh-huh."

　　Only then did Wu Shaobai pick up the chopsticks again, and as soon as he took a mouthful of noodles, he heard Sister Yu say:

　　"What do you think of partnership business?"

　　"what?"

　　Hearing this, Wu Shaobai raised his head again.

　　"Partnership?"

　　"Correct."

　　"...Do you want to partner with me?"

　　"EMMMMM..."

　　The sister started again.

　　Wu Shaobai scratched his head and said:

　　"Actually, there is an old saying that people who are poor do not engage in three businesses, and those who die of starvation do not engage in three transactions. These three businesses refer to partnership business, high-risk business, and high-investment business. Because friends cannot talk about money, talk about money. There are more people with red faces."

　　"Look... let me tell you."

　　Gao Yuanyuan shook his head:

　　"It's better not to talk about it. Actually... I didn't think about it at first. After I had this idea, I immediately thought of you, but just now I didn't think it was old enough, so forget it..."

　　"Is your own idea?"

　　"It doesn't count. I suddenly started chatting with my friends about the side business in the past few days... My sister will be 31 soon."

　　"Uh……"

　　"There are three thresholds for actresses, one is 30 years old, the second is marriage, and the third is to have children. No matter which one of these three comes out, it means that the acting career has been transformed. I have made some money in my hands these years, although I don't know how long I can make money, but I don't want to wait a few years... I was originally able to act as an urban beauty, but inexplicably, I suddenly started acting as someone else's mother... I think if I really got to that point , maybe it's time to take a break."

　　Hearing this, Wu Shaobai accelerated the speed of eating noodles.

　　Then he said:

　　"So you're thinking of starting a side business?"

　　"Yes... it's actually your inspiration for me."

　　"I?"

　　"That's right. The fan you drew a while ago was inspired by that."

　　"Snoring...snoring..."

　　After eating the last mouthful of noodles with three plus five divided by two, Wu Shaobai wiped his mouth and asked with a teacup:

　　"So what do you want to do?"

　　"Aromatherapy!"

　　"...what's the matter?"

　　Wu Shaobai was taken aback.

　　"Aromatherapy. Like this."

　　She lit up the string of medicinal incense beads that Wu Shaobai gave her.

　　"????"

　　Wu Shaobai was a little confused, but Gao Yuanyuan said:

　　"Do you know how long it's been since I put on perfume?"

　　"Uh... how long?"

　　"From the time you gave me this bunch, until the first two days. At my party with a friend two days ago, my friend brought me a bottle of Clive Christian's perfume from England... Forget it. , you certainly don't know the brand, so let me tell you. The bottle is only 10ml, and the price of a ml is fourteen hundred pounds."

　　"... [-]?"

　　After converting the exchange rate, Wu Shaobai grinned:

　　"It's expensive."

　　"It's really expensive, and it's not something you can buy with money. It's only for the royal family, just like those luxury cars for your men. Isn't a Rolls-Royce you can buy only after checking your identity... ...... It is also the concept. You need to customize in advance, and then go to the store to buy the fragrance in person. It takes a long time to line up. My bottle of perfume was customized when I went to the UK 3 years ago. From choosing flowers to making them, it took 3 years..."

　　"...Good guy, it's been long enough."

　　"Yeah, it's expensive, and it took a long time to wait. Originally, I was quite happy. But do you know what's the most ironic?"

　　"After using it, do you think it's not as good as Taizhen Yaxiang?"

　　"Ok!"

　　Gao Yuanyuan nodded heavily:

　　"I haven't put on perfume for a long time. After my friend brought it back, because I was going to have a French meal at night, I said to take a bath, and then quickly experience it. As a result, after the bath, I asked my friend to smell it, and she said that she could smell it. Seeing the smell of this bead...I washed it again..."

　　"I can't find it out, can I?"

　　"Ugh……"

　　Hearing Wu Shaobai's words, Gao Yuan's face was full of melancholy.

　　"After we finished our meal, we went to a spa, which was more or less smelly. Then the next day, when we were partying with friends, I sprayed that perfume on purpose. The fragrance is really fragrant. , but the problem is that the friends who often play with me are saying that it is not as good as the one I used before... I think so too, after I get used to this scent, I feel like I smell the perfume... no matter how complicated it is The blending ratio or the taste of the smelt is not as good as this one. Then... just as I said just now, I am also getting old, and I will be 2 in less than 31 months, and I am thinking of starting a side business... ...I originally wanted to learn how to make incense with you, and then we set up a small studio together to promote this kind of incense beads made by the Chinese people...because I think it is really much better than perfume. But now when I see you , I don't have that idea anymore."

　　As she spoke, she shook her head:

　　"You're right, there's really no need to be contaminated with things like money between friends. There's no need."

　　"Uh……"

　　Hearing this, Wu Shaobai scratched his head:

　　"Actually... let's not talk about money or not, I'm mainly interested in your words suddenly."

　　"...Which sentence?"

　　"Let more and more people realize...our own incense beads from the Chinese people.".

Chapter 672

　　"...Are you interested?"

　　Gao Yuanyuan looked at Wu Shaobai in surprise.

　　On the other hand, Wu Shaobai nodded and took off the plate with the beads in his hand.

　　He is thinking.

　　After about a minute or so, he said:

　　"Are you ready for mass production?"

　　"Of course not. I'm not a bead wholesaler...just get a small studio, it should be."

　　Gao Yuanyuan shook his head:

　　"Although it's a side business, in fact, I still have hobbies. I want to learn from you, and then get a very small studio and do what I like."

　　"Oh~"

　　Wu Shaobai showed a look of approval, and then asked:

　　"What about the price?...Sister, it's not me who said that although not all medicinal incense beads are so expensive, things like Hexiang are really worth every penny. Although there are also some beautiful things such as Siqixiang Inexpensive incense, but almost most incense is not cheap."

　　"You said that the wearing of fragrant beads is actually according to the season, right?"

　　"Ah."

　　"So what I think is 29. According to the season, we will launch a certain type or a certain type, and then start to make it in a predetermined form... But I haven't really thought about the specifics. As for what you said, you get what you pay for. ...that's for sure. I'm not going to make it that big, like let's sell this now."

　　Gao Yuanyuan showed his wrist again, and on top of the white skin, a string of Taizhen Yaxiang exuding a warm, red and elegant atmosphere seemed to have a very unique beauty.

　　"For example, we only have 2 bunches of raw materials in hand, so I'll sell [-] bunches. It's better to be short than to waste, this is just a sideline, and I can't treat you like a tired and silly boy who makes beads at home every day~ I'm talking... I also I want to learn, I will take you as my teacher, learn from you, and then when I finish my studies, I will give you a hand, and let each bead pass through our hands in person. It has quality and can guarantee the quality, and maintain this kind of craftsmanship. Spirit, isn't it good? I'm talking about... Actually, I'm also a little selfish."

　　"selfish?"

　　Wu Shaobai asked in confusion:

　　"what?"

　　"craft."

　　Gao Yuanyuan raised a finger:

　　"You think, our family has always been ordinary people, and it's just a little bit famous for me. But how long can I be popular? In the future... Will I also get married and have children?... Then if there is Child... How many things do I have for him to squander? And the example of your family is here, which really answers the old saying: a thousand dollars is worse than a skill. I want to do it well, do it seriously, and then put it This kind of craftsmanship, as a family heirloom skill, is passed down from generation to generation~ What do you think?"

　　When she said these words, her eyes were shining, and when she stared at Wu Shaobai, there was a deep persistence.

　　Obviously, she yearns for the family inheritance of the Wu family.

　　And Wu Shaobai also understood that the side business she was looking for might actually be second, and what she was really looking for was a family tradition.

　　It's like cross talk, like Deyun Club, like Yunhe, and like the Wu family...

　　Wu Shaobai suddenly laughed.

　　"Want to be a family?"

　　"...Although I don't know which unlucky bastard would want a leftover girl like me..."