Chapter 339: Urban Syndrome

For Leng Qinghe, she never doubted whether his busyness was just a pretext, and whether there was another reason behind his busyness. She was used to his fickleness, to his accidental disappearances. Therefore, Du Ou has been playing missing games one after another for a while, and it is just a repetition of the old trick here for her, and she doesn't pay attention to it.

However, they still keep in touch by phone. Du Ou will ask about the store, in the preparation and planning process before, Du Ou will inevitably work hard, but after he handed over the matter to Li Mengmeng, he rarely interfered, if they encountered a problem that could not be solved, Du Ou would still deal with it himself.

Du Ou's coldness and coldness are not unaware, but she has never been a woman with a small belly, nor is she a very sensitive person, so she has never doubted Du Ou's feelings for her. During this period, because the store was very busy, she had no time to take care of Du Ou's reason here and became indifferent.

She and Li Mengmeng have been busy from preparation to opening the store, but they have kept her busy. So Du Ou didn't come, she felt very comfortable, and when she returned to the apartment after being busy, she didn't do anything, just took a shower and changed her clothes and went to sleep.

Fortunately, the store was successfully opened, after a whole month of trial operation, business was acceptable, and the most important thing was that everything was finally on the right track, from messy and disorderly to now, even if she is not in the store, the whole store will still operate normally and orderly. This made Leng Qinghe extremely relieved. However, as the store manager and his own store, Leng Qinghe is always the first person to come to the store every day.

She vaguely has the kind of work pattern that opened the door every day and closed at night when she was a lady at the main station. But now everything she does is her own. After all, the feelings are different.

Originally, Leng Qinghe was still a little worried about whether no one would come, but then it was obvious that this worry was unnecessary. Women who love beauty are like little bees, and this aspect has a special appeal and attraction for them.

As soon as you start opening every day, curious girls will naturally come in. First take a look, and then can't help but be tempted to sit down and try, do a manicure, look at skin care products, drink a cup of freshly ground coffee, plus the clerk beautician sweetly said a clever tongue, and the mind is inexplicably hot.

For today's urban women, they will not dislike this kind of membership card, but will only worry about whether they have a few more wrinkles after a night of overtime. The fear of aging is like cancer.

But the reality is that while working hard here to make money, there is desperately spending money on beauty.

Because of the membership card, the store naturally has a regular number of repeat customers. There are also some relatively idle cuties who will come over to order a cup of coffee, and a few girlfriends will chat in an elegant and comfortable environment, talk about family, husbands, children, or how to lose weight.

In order to realize the concept of Meiyuan Bar, Leng Qinghe simply opened up a small open space at the door, put up a few advertising umbrellas, and placed a few coffee tables and chairs, which can provide leisure without beauty.

Coincidentally, today Leng Qinghe was sitting at the door with Li Mengmeng drinking coffee, discussing plans to add some new beauty and weight loss items, and suddenly saw Du Ou.

Du Ou got out of the car, closed the car door, took the car keys in his hand, and walked all the way towards their beauty bar.

Du Ou looked brilliant, with a familiar smile on his handsome face, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up when he smiled, so that he looked particularly playful. He was in good spirits, and his flowing hair looked shiny in the sun. He wore a very delicate casual suit cut by hand, with a white shirt underneath and a cashmere sweater over the shirt, with the collar of the shirt open because he did not wear a tie.

Although Du Ou is also in his thirties, he still looks young and upright, full of vitality. If you look closely at his face, you will notice that his face is actually a bit like a baby face, so even in his thirties, he still looks very young, and sometimes very cunning, especially when the corners of his mouth are slightly raised when he smiles.

But if you think about it carefully, you will catch the madness and coldness from between his eyebrows and eyes, and for a moment, it will make people shudder.

Leng Qinghe's hand holding the coffee cup was motionless, his eyes kept staring at the car for a moment, watching Du Ou get out of the car like this.

Du Ou stepped closer, his eyes fell on her face, and he smiled nonchalantly. Li Mengmeng next to him was very interested, said hello to Du Ou, and got up and went inside. Du Ou just nodded and didn't speak.

Leng Qinghe looked at Du Ou motionlessly, his eyes dripping and following Du Ou's figure.

Du Ou put the car key on the table casually, and took the initiative to call her: Qinghe......

Leng Qinghe slowly put down the coffee cup, his eyes fell to Du Ou, and he replied: Oh? Here it comes.

Du Ou pulled a chair, sat down casually, raised a pair of bright eyes, looked at her quietly, looked at her like this for a while, and then asked: How is the business?

Leng Qinghe replied: It's okay. Are you here today to care about the business of the store?