Owner!You're in the wrong nest

When the door of the fragrance room was opened and everyone saw Fanxue, they all showed expressions of astonishment.

There are tens of thousands of spices in the world, and it usually takes several years for a perfumer to identify fragrances optically, not to mention imitation fragrances and creation fragrances, everyone did not expect that the person brought by the president is actually a boy, and such a beautiful girl boy.

Tan Yu was the first to react, and walked up to Jing Chen, "Mr. Jing, I don't want to introduce you yet."

Jing Chen raised his eyebrows, bypassed Tan Yu directly, and sat where Tan Yu was sitting just now, "Xiao Ke, go and adjust some perfumes."

Jing Chen knew Tan Yu too well, knew that he might be jumping in anxiety now, and didn't bother to play around with him.

Xiao Ke obediently walked to the fragrance table, and began to drum up.

Everyone had different expressions, curious, expecting, questioning...but after Fanxue started to make some adjustments, everyone's expressions gradually changed into one that couldn't be described in words.

Two of the fragrance critics were already whispering.

"Are you kidding me? Is it a joke to mix perfume, a hairy boy, if I can make a good perfume by doing this, I will drink the perfume on the spot!"

"Hey, why are you so serious, the people brought by the boss will finish the job after a while with a compliment."

When Fanxue heard this, she glanced at the two people angrily, and they were so frightened that they fell silent at that time, and quickly avoided Fanxue's eyes.

The boy's eyes were quite sharp, as if he could hear him so far away.

A bunch of bottles were messed up in front of Fanxue, he kept picking up bottles of spices and smelling them, his small white jade-like upturned nose trembled slightly, neither according to the recipe nor using regular utensils, just mixed randomly , Sometimes an essential oil is repeatedly added several times before and after, stirring it up.

In the eyes of the professionals present, Fanxue's behavior of mixing fragrance was like a joke. Only Tan Yu looked at Fanxue with a more and more serious expression.

To be exact, Tan Yu was already shocked by Fanxue's talent.

Some perfumers only mix one kind of perfume in their whole life. Even for a commercial perfume project, the fragrance creation process needs to go through a period of research and development and repeated adjustments, but this boy can create a new perfume at will. As if doing it by instinct, what a talent this is!

Although he has not tested the fragrance yet, Tan Yu discovered from his memory that the boy has never used the same essential oils in the same perfume, and the color of each perfume is clear and clear, without impurities, even the rare mint green. It can be done overnight.

In a blink of an eye, six bottles of small samples have been prepared. Everyone smelled them one by one with test paper, feeling that their lives have been turned upside down. One bottle can be called a coincidence, but the six perfumes are all close to each other in terms of color and smell without exception. to perfection!

Amidst the praises from everyone, Fanxue took the bottle of mint green perfume unhurriedly and walked in front of the perfumer who had just mocked him.

"Here, according to what you just said, since I have mixed it so well, are you going to drink this bottle of perfume now?"

After Fanxue finished speaking, he moved the perfume bottle two centimeters closer to the perfumer as if urging him.

Fragrance appraiser Mark opened his mouth wide, speechless in shock, and instinctively hid his head back. He didn't expect the boy to hear such a whisper, and now he is asking himself to fulfill his duty in front of the big boss. Brainless talk.

Jing Chen raised his eyebrows, not angry.

For a moment, everyone in the room focused their attention on Mark.Everyone is a sensible person, and after a little thought, they understood what happened. For a while, no one spoke up for Mark.

Mark looked at Tan Yu with eyes full of pleading, Tan Yu's face was expressionless and cold, and he didn't mean to intercede for him at all. In the end, Mark could only reach out his trembling hand to the bottle of perfume in despair.