It's the last day of October.

In the studio of Lightyear Coffee Shop, Jian Yan is preparing for Singles' Day.

In 09, Taobao wanted to make a shopping festival exclusive to Taobao malls and stores, and the Singles' Day on 11.11 was in the middle of the 11th Golden Week and Christmas, and consumers also had the need to buy winter clothes because of weather changes. Singles' Carnival came into being.

This year is the second Singles' Day, Jian Yan attaches great importance to it, and synthesizes this winter's new products, and there are many versions of the copywriting and posters, and her fingers are sore.

"Alas, if only there was a robot that could make posters for me." Jian Yan slapped her back, looked at the ceiling faintly, and made beautiful expectations.

"Dreams always have to come true." Xue Qiandai stared at the computer screen, reflecting her partner.

Jian Yan sneered, "You said that if there really were robots that could help us do all this, would we all be unemployed?" ”

Xue Qiandai pointed to her temples and was confident, "Sister's brain is worth hundreds of millions." AI can't replace it. But you reminded me that maybe I could consult my family beauty, the technical possibilities. ”

For Xue Qiandai's open-mouthed beauty and closed-mouthed beauty, Jian Yan has long been surprised. "Well, your beauty can do anything, great."

Doesn't sound right.

"Your Senior Brother Qin is also very good. My beauty has repeatedly broken through industry standards in technology, and Senior Brother Qin has contributed a lot. Xue Qiandai, who also has a high emotional intelligence, immediately entered the commercial mutual praise mode.

In fact, just a few years later, Taobao has realized the intelligence of publicity and promotion. With an average of 8,000 shots per second, many designers are like Jian Yan who feels that unemployment is coming.

"Loved to call with Kashmir in winter,

"Crackling",

It happens to be a heartbeat performance.

Singles' Day is not alone

Fall in love with yourself

All in Double 11, like the beauty of summer flowers. ”

Jian Yan read her copy with affection.

"It's good, people who are nourished by love, and what they write is the taste of love, and they will overflow across the screen." Xue Qiandai joked about Jian Yan.

Jian Yan's ears turned red, so she wouldn't admit that she really had Qin Shu in mind when she wrote it. "Dai, what are you doing?"

Xue Qiandai crooked the computer screen and glanced at Jian Yan. "I'm getting to know someone."

Huang Lufei, a well-known psychological counselor, graduated from the Department of Psychology of the University of Michigan, and has been engaged in psychological counseling for more than ten years, with thousands of classic cases. Fifty-two of these cases were included in the best-selling book "Psychoanalysis and Self-Personality". ”

"Dai Dai, what are you doing to check him?" Jian Yan asked tentatively.

"Oh, he probably knows...... No, he must know about my aunt. My aunt, my mother's own sister. ”

According to the Internet, Huang Lufei opened a psychological clinic, located in an office building in Sanlitun, targeting some high-end customers and providing them with point-to-point consultation solutions. Because of its professionalism and authority, it is trusted by customers, and many customers often have to make an appointment long in advance.

Xue Qiandai clicked on the clinic's official website and found an 8-digit appointment number. She dialed it directly.

"Hello, this is Lu Fei Psychological Counseling Center, is there anything I can do to help you?"

Xue Qiandai cleared her throat, her cold was not completely healed, with a somewhat hoarse voice. "Hello, I would like to make an appointment for a consultation in the near future, and I want Mr. Huang to visit the clinic in person."

The answer over there was polite but very stilted, "I'm sorry, that won't be half a year later." ”

Half?

Is counseling so popular? It's just hot to the point.

"Sorry, can you rush it? Patients really can't wait that long for half a year. ”

There was an insincere apology, "Each of our customers is important, so we must be responsible for everyone who consults." ”

Hung up the phone angrily, Xue Qiandai frowned, thinking about countermeasures.

"Dai Dai, maybe you can ask those bosses around you, is there anyone who can go through the relationship and get you a green channel." Jian Yan offered advice.

In fact, it is easy to walk with more friends, and Xue Qiandai only made a phone call and found the right way.

Rong Xiao had a rich second-generation designer friend there to consult, probably in these years, independent designers are not easy to do, and people are depressed. Through this relationship, Xue Qiandai made an appointment on November 3rd, accompanied by Rong Xiao.

Because of Huo Meiren's last public confession on the Internet, and she is the daughter of the former richest family, Su Qianhui's half-sister, Xue Qiandai's face is now very recognizable, comparable to a traffic flower. So when she went to the psychological clinic today, she repeated her old tricks and drew a freckles outfit that is difficult to describe.

didn't wait for the destination, Rong Xiao was so dense that he retched several times.

Xue Qiandai didn't care, and smiled with satisfaction and happiness. "Don't be obsessed with sister in the future, you can't bear the little freckles."

The nausea that Rong Xiao had finally suppressed came up again. "Concubine Dai, spare your life, you quickly wipe off these dots."

"No!" Xue Qiandai raised her chin and stepped into the clinic, "You, stop." ”

Huang Lufei's private clinic has different spaces, some hypnotic and some convenient for cordial conversation.

Huang Lufei is about thirty-five years old, wearing a white coat, his parted hair is meticulous, and his glasses are doctor-like, chained, and erudite. Judging from the appearance alone, it is easy to let people let go of their defenses.

"Hello, name." At this moment, Huang Lufei is sitting behind an all-in-one machine, and his voice is very good, a typical subwoofer.

"Rong Xiaoxiao, chic Xiao." Xue Qiandai didn't want to startle the snake, so she didn't use her real name. Anyway, the relationship is Rong Xiao's, so let Rong Xiao carry the blame to the end.

Fingers flying, probably Huang Lufei is recording information. "What's wrong with you, or what symptoms are you?"

"I ...... I seem to have lost my memory. Xue Qiandai took out the spirit of competing for the Oscar statuette and lowered her head. She knew that many psychologists were best at judging people's behavior through their micro-expressions, so she didn't dare to look at him directly. "My father's investment failed, and the family went bankrupt overnight. It's the memory of this time, I can't remember it all. ”

Huang Lufei smiled heartily, the kind that made people very relaxed. "In a way, you're remembering autonomously choosing to forget. It must have been painful, so the brain turned on and off. Is this memory important to you? ”

Xue Qiandai nodded solemnly, "Well, because during this period, my boyfriend also broke up." And I can't remember the reason for the breakup, I want to recover my memory and find the reason for the breakup. I've heard that hypnosis can awaken memories. Mr. Huang, oh, you don't mind if I call you that, do you? I specifically checked your resume when I came, and you are an absolute authority in the field of hypnosis and memory awakening. ”