In the lobby, an incense lamp is lit.

The top notes are light jasmine with a hint of sweet pear juice, and the middle note is mint, which is diluted by the freshness of mint.

Sweet but not greasy, especially refreshing.

Jiang Nuan asked the waiter with a smile how to get to box 208, and the waiter showed her the way.

Pushing open the door of the box, there was a man in a suit and leather shoes sitting inside, with his back to Jiang Nuan.

Jiang Nuan narrowed her apricot eyes, feeling that this person's back looked like a senior.

Just as she was thinking, Wen Mujin slowly turned her head.

Their eyes intertwined in the air.

Seeing Jiang Nuan, Wen Mujin's eyes bloomed with surprise, and his handsome face immediately showed a smile.

"Nuan Nuan, why are you?" The man's voice is warm.

The waiter closed the door of the box, and Jiang Nuan approached Wen Mujin with a smile.

"yes, I didn't expect that you were the investor who was going to meet with me?"

Wen Mujin narrowed his narrow eyes, looked at her with deep eyes, and chuckled: "Is this the fate of the two of us?" ”

"It must be fate."

Wen Mujin had a meaningful expression on his face, "So, you are the Zhan Tan?" ”

Jiang Nuan was a little embarrassed by his staring, smiled shyly, and lowered his eyes.

"Yes, I'm Zhan Tan."

"It's okay, little girl, you've learned to be incognito."

Jiang Nuanwu smiled to himself and said: "When you come out to mix the rivers and lakes, you must not be low-key." ”

Wen Mujin handed the menu to Jiang Nuan, and said gentlemanly: "Order first." ”

"Senior, I'm not a picky eater."

Wen Mujin took back the menu, looked at it with his eyes down, and chose the dishes that Jiang Nuan liked to eat.

"You and I took two weeks off, and recently we were working in the lab to develop a new product?" Wen Mujin raised his eyebrows, and his gentle eyes always fell on Jiang Nuan.

Jiang Nuan pursed her red lips and groaned for a moment.

She and Wen Mujin asked for leave before because they were going to have an abortion.

Now, the child is left for the time being, and it is not known whether it will be born.

Everything is unknown.

Miscarriage, don't let Wen Mujin know.

Jiang Nuan raised her head with a smile, "Well, senior, I'm really sorry, I may not have time to help you light incense later, or you can find someone else." ”

Wen Mujin's face was gentle, "Compared to lighting incense for me, it must be your career." ”

The man paused, his magnetic voice low and pleasant, and then spoke, "However, I don't want to miss you. ”

Listening to Wen Mujin's ambiguous words, Jiang Nuan was stunned, and she opened her red lips in some astonishment, "Huh? ”

What do you mean by that?

Don't want to miss her?

Wen Mujin had an indifferent expression, saw through the panic on Jiang Nuan's face, and explained with a smile: "I don't want to miss such an excellent perfumer as you." ”

Jiang Nuan breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Fortunately, Wen Mujin was not interesting to her.

She and Wen Mujin have known each other for so many years, and in her heart, she has always regarded Wen Mujin as an elder brother.

"Well, how about you take one day a week to come?" Wen Mujin hooked the smile on the corner of his mouth and asked elegantly.

Jiang Nuan frowned and thought about it, this matter was indeed ill-conceived.

She first went to the senior's house to apply for a job.

I didn't expect that the incense she developed would be successful so quickly, and I thought it would be good to find a side hustle.

Who knows, the day after meeting Wen Mujin, she received good news from the laboratory.

"Okay." Jiang Nuan smiled softly and agreed.

After the meal, Wen Mujin took out a document and a pen and handed it to Jiang Nuan.

The documents are in duplicate.

The man's fingers were extremely slender, and he gently flipped through the papers.

"This is the cooperation plan, you see, where there is a problem, we modify it on the spot."

After the words fell, Wen Mujin took out a Ling Mei fountain pen with a sense of age from the inner pocket of his suit.

Jiang Nuan's eyelashes fluttered, looking at the familiar Lingmei fountain pen, he couldn't help but fall into memory.

This fountain pen was a birthday gift from Wen Mujin when he was eighteen years old.

Because Wen Mujin has been practicing calligraphy since he was a child, Jiang Nuan thought about giving him a pen.

She looked at the gift giving strategy on the Internet, and a good pen cost thousands of yuan, and some of the best ones even cost tens of thousands.

Because Wen Mujin treats her very well, he often buys her food and gives her small gifts.

Therefore, the first gift Jiang Nuan gave him was also gritted his teeth and made a bloody investment.

Jiang Nuan didn't have much money at that time, so he saved money for two months to buy this pen.

She still remembers that the pen cost her more than 500 yuan, but it hurt her flesh.

Wen Mujin's family is not short of expensive pens, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands of pens.

But a pen of several hundred yuan was the first time someone gave it to him.

This fountain pen has always been carried by him, and he has always accompanied him during his years abroad.

No matter what coat Wen Mujin wears, he will hide the pen given by Jiang Nuan in his pocket.

After a long time, it becomes a habit.

Jiang Nuan swallowed his throat, and the fingers on his lap curled up slightly, "Is this the pen I gave you?" ”

Wen Mujin smiled generously: "Yes, this pen is very easy to use, and I always carry it with me." ”

Fountain pens can be filled with ink, so there is no such thing as running out of ink.

Jiang Nuan gave him a Ling Mei gift box with a bottle of matching ink.

In a blink of an eye, it was eleven years ago to send a pen.

Jiang Nuan withdrew his thoughts from his memories, and the corners of his mouth curled, "Senior is really a nostalgic person." ”

Wen Mujin looked at her affectionately, and what he wanted to say was never spoken.

After the reunion, this is the third time the two have met.

Wen Mujin felt that now was not the time to confess.

's too abrupt confession will scare Jiang Nuan.

When the time comes, he will naturally show his love to her.

Actually, he is not a very nostalgic person.

His life is so fast-paced that he simply doesn't have time to look back.

The only thing he will never forget is her.

"We look at the contract." Wen Mujin said lightly, and changed the topic appropriately.

Jiang Nuan nodded, lowered her slender curly eyelashes, and focused her attention on the contract.

Wen Mujin's voice is mellow and warm, like a male host of a radio broadcast, reading contracts with Jiang Nuan one by one.

Straight down again, I can't find anything wrong with it.

Wen Mujin is a businessman, but his business methods are relatively gentle, just like him.

He is not very greedy, he will kill all sides in the mall as soon as he comes up, and he likes to cooperate in a mutually beneficial and win-win way.

What's more, the incense prepared by Jiang Nuan is a commodity that he is very optimistic about.

Once it is put into use on a large scale, the profits in the later stage are absolutely endless.

In this cooperation, Wen Mujin came with full sincerity.

The contract initially drawn up by the Ministry of Justice was completely overturned by him.

This contract was drawn up by him personally, and in terms of various terms, for Jiang Nuan, there are only benefits, no disadvantages.

Jiang Nuan is not a professional, but this contract is concise and to the point, and all the indicators are clearly written, and she can understand it.