Chapter 349

As soon as he finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

Lin Wenyu was in a dilemma.

Shi Haihan's request was very strange. At that time, she agreed to it in order to make a sigh of relief.

But during these days, she thought hard and did a lot of experiments, but she couldn't determine whether it was successful.

Shi Haihan said that someone had brought up that kind of perfume before, which proved that it was not a fantasy.

She didn't want to admit that she was useless, so she bit her teeth and continued to adjust.

However, until now, there is still no idea.

I don’t know who the master Shi Haihan is talking about is.

At the same time, the Feng family.

Qianmiao took out the suitcase under the bed again, opened it, and put a bottle of "three-no" perfume into the only empty slot.

Last time, Lin Wenyu made a mistake and brought out a toxic perfume. She took a bottle from here to relieve the medicinal properties, and then gave the bottle of perfume to Camille.

Afterwards, she found time to adjust another bottle to fill the vacant space.

These perfumes are her most satisfying works, not for sale, each of which has very strong medicinal efficacy and has a wide range of symptomatic areas.

There are currently 24 bottles, each with a name, two or four.

The bottle I gave to Camille last time was the first note of the fragrance of lotus, and was named "The Legend of the Condor".

Touching these perfumes, she suddenly thought of something.

The formula for Fengxian was specially prepared for lm, continuing lm's usual style.

It is a bit inappropriate to just put it directly on Weishi. Maybe sensitive people can find traces of lm from it, so they must be changed.

After thinking for a while, she took out her phone and sent Feng Xian a message, asking him to put the previous recipe first.

Then, take out your notebook and write down some new ideas first.

Perfume is the result of spice combination. Whatever is put in and what proportion is, will affect the result.

The relationship between perfumers and spices is the same as that between chefs and ingredients. The same ingredients and tools, different chefs will stir-fry different flavors. This principle is also applicable in the perfumery industry.

He was busy until three o'clock in the morning, and Qianmiao decided on the plan, put down the paper and pen, and went to bed to rest.

The next day, Monday.

The driver Lao Qin sent Feng Can and the others to school conscientiously.

Feng Can's face was not very good all the way, and his expression looked very melancholy. He drove for a long time. He didn't say a word, his eyelids drooped, and he didn't look like he didn't sleep enough.

Qianmiao sent Feng Xian a message, then put down his phone and asked casually: "Are you worried about it?"

Feng Can still pull his eyelids and said weakly: "I don't know what my brother should do."

Lao Qin in front giggled: "It turns out that the Fourth Young Master is also worried about the company. I thought you didn't want to go to school."

Feng Can disliked: "I'm not that useless."

"Fourth Young Master, don't worry, I said, the Young Master met a nobleman, and it's okay to survive this time."

Feng Can straightened up and his eyes lit up: "Seriously? But the press conference is on Saturday, is it too late?"

Everything needs to be prepared again, and it is really a hurry in less than a week.

Lao Qin smiled and said, "I believe in the second young master's ability."

The clouds dissipated on Feng Xian's face, and he turned his head and asked Qianmiao: "Who are my brother's noble man?"

He raised his lips: "My brother likes you so much, have you revealed it to you?"

Qianmiao glanced at Feng Xian's message, but didn't look up, and replied casually to Feng Can: "No."

On the phone, the seal string is quite verbose.

【I'll pick you up.】

【Have breakfast?】
Chapter completed!