Fu Chenggang's eyelids were twitching uncontrollably.

He didn't know why. Maybe it was due to the fatigue of his eye muscles from staying up late, or perhaps it was caused by some kind of foreign perfume.

Fu Chenggang hated perfume.

But there were too many perfumes in this world.

There was perfume on the bus, perfume in the subway, perfume in the elevator, perfume on the sidewalk, and even that annoying smell in the bathroom...@@novelbin@@

What a person likes or dislikes is often unreasonable.

Living in a world filled with various smells, there are many things that one has to endure helplessly. The more one resists, the more likely they are to encounter them.

Like perfume.

Like work.

"Sir, would you like to try our latest coffee?" The salesgirl smiled and held a small paper cup filled with coffee, emitting a cheap perfume scent.

Fu Chenggang raised his hand. "No, thank you."

Before leaving, he glanced at the top of his head.

The surveillance camera was there, capable of capturing his appearance. They would soon know that he had been here in this shopping mall.

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