His Wife Calls The Shots

Chapter 349

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

Lin Wenyu was very embarrassed.

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

But these days, she thought hard and did many experiments, but she couldn't be sure whether it was successful or not.

Shi Haihan said that someone had made 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 the bullet and continued to tune.

However, up to now, there is still no idea.

I don't know who the expert Shi Haihan is talking about is.

At the same time, Feng Jia.

Qian Miao took out the suitcase under the bed again, opened it, and put a bottle of "Sanwu" perfume into the only vacant card slot.

Last time, Lin Wenyu accidentally mixed up a poisonous perfume, so she took a bottle from here to give them relief, and then gave the bottle of perfume to Camille.

After that, she found time to transfer another bottle to fill the vacancy.

These perfumes are her most satisfying works, not for sale. Each of them has a very powerful medicinal effect and has a wide range of symptomatic fields.

At present, there are a total of 24 bottles, and each bottle has a name, with two characters and four characters.

The bottle that I gave to Camille last time, the top note was lotus fragrance, and it was named "Out of the Dust".

Touching these perfumes, she suddenly thought of something.

The formula for Feng Xian was specially formulated for LM, which continued the consistent style of LM.

It is not suitable to use it directly in Wei Shi. Maybe sensitive people can find traces of LM in it, so it 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 on hold.

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

Perfume is the result of the combination of spices. What you put in it and what the proportion of each one is will affect the result.

The relationship between the perfumer and the spices is the same as the relationship between the chef and the ingredients. The same ingredients and tools, different chefs, will fry different flavors. The same principle applies in the perfume industry.

It was busy until three in the morning when Qian Miao decided on the plan, put down the pen and paper, and went to bed.

The next day, Monday.

The driver Lao Qin dutifully sent Feng Can to school.

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

Qian Mi sent a message to Feng Xian, put down the phone, and asked casually, "Anything on your mind?"

Feng Can's eyelids were still pulled, and he said weakly, "I don't know what my brother should do."

Old Qin in front giggled: "It turns out that the fourth young master is also worried about the company's affairs. I thought you didn't want to go to school."

Feng Can disgusted: "I'm not that bad yet."

"Fourth Young Master, don't worry, I said it so old, Young Master has met a noble person, and it's no problem to survive this time."

Feng Can straightened up immediately, his eyes lit up: "Really? But the press conference is this Saturday, is it too late?"

Everything has to be re-prepared, and in less than a week, it's really in a hurry.

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

The fog on Feng Xian's face dissipated, and he turned his head and asked Qian Miao, "Tell me, who is that noble man of my brother?"

He raised his lips: "My brother likes you so much, did I tell you?"

Qian Miao glanced at the message Feng Xian had returned, but without looking up, she casually replied to Feng Can, "No."

On the phone, Feng Xian was quite verbose.

【I'll pick you up. 】

【ate breakfast? 】

[Come back after class, I'm not in a hurry here. 】