Perfume Alchemist

Chapter 57

After refining the shelf, Ah Hao put the perfume on the shelf as much as possible.

He placed the exquisite glass bottle he made by himself at a height of one person, and the ordinary glass bottle he purchased was placed below.

"Arranging it like this is indeed much more obvious, and it looks a lot better. However, doesn't it seem like a mess to put the perfume like this?" Wende said with a little doubt.

"Don't worry about him, Zu Nana must be too busy for her, so she has no time to care about us. It's ready to open!"

Open the baffle, and the sunlight penetrates the dust into the wooden house.

Wende turned on the light strip, and the wooden house was immediately illuminated by warm yellow lights, which was extremely warm.

The perfume bottle is shining under the light, and the white, red and orange liquids are slightly rippling.

Ah Hao's temporary wine and perfume shop is open!
Agadir Square, the backstage of Zunana's press conference.

Three men are sitting around the room.

Ahao's former store manager, John introduced: "This is the well-known fragrance critic of Agadi, Mr. Kennedy. Mr. Kennedy, this is our ace perfumer of Zu Nana, Jim."

Mr. Kennedy has a grizzled beard and fine gray hair. He wears a pistol lapel and double-breasted suit, and he looks serious and formal.

He nodded slightly: "It's an honor to meet you, Mr. Jim."

Mr. Jim twisted his waist enchantingly: "No way. It's my honor to meet you, Mr. Kennedy.

"Everyone in Agadi knows that only those perfumes that have been exceptionally praised by Mr. Kennedy can be regarded as high-quality products in the perfume industry."

"You did a good job with the perfume this time."

"Hahahaha." Jim half covered his mouth and let out a silver bell-like laugh.

John couldn't help shrugging his shoulders.How does a big man make such a voice.

Mr. Kennedy's back was still straight: "Just tell the truth, you know, I, Kennedy, never speak out of conscience."

As he spoke, he found a straight piece of paper from the briefcase next to him and handed it to Jim.

"This is a fragrance review I wrote after your company sent you a perfume sample. You can take a look at it first, and if you think it is not suitable. I will not change it. You can only choose to terminate our cooperation."

Nervously, Jim pinched the paper with two fingers and read it carefully.

As he read, the expression on his face gradually became relaxed, and finally turned into uncontrollable joy.

"This is really a pertinent, correct, wonderful, and elegant evaluation, Mr. Kennedy!" Jim put down the paper excitedly, and held Kennedy's hand.

"You just need to read your fragrance review on stage tomorrow, and you don't need to say anything else, that's enough!" Jim's voice was full of uncontrollable excitement.

"That's good, I hope our cooperation will go smoothly tomorrow."

Kennedy got up slowly, ready to leave.

After being silent for a while, John hurried forward to help open the door: "Do you need me to take you back? Mr. Kennedy."

"No, I'm going to hang around here."

"Okay, see you tomorrow, Mr. Kennedy." Jim sent Kennedy out the door respectfully.

John closed the door and looked at Jim excitedly, "Is there any good evaluation written on it?"

"Half of them are full of compliments! Haha, I'm going to look good this time."

John looked blankly at the jumping Jim: "Only...half?"

Mr. Kennedy walks among the wooden houses in Plaza Agadía.

Fortunately, he didn't meet a furious client this time, he thought to himself.

He knew how many people he had offended because of his honest mouth.

But he's never going to change, it's just in his nature.

I'm a little thirsty.

Looking around among the wooden houses, he was looking for a beer bar.

Having a cool glass of beer after work is a habit he can't get rid of either.

A store with warm lights caught his attention.

There are not many customers in front of the store, but strangely most of them are young and beautiful women.

There are two young people in the store, one is burly and the other is well-proportioned. They both look good, especially the well-proportioned one.

He saw the burly young man taking a glass of stout with rich foam from the beer barrel and handing it to the guests.

What a strong malt aroma!

He immediately stepped forward and decided immediately that this was the store.

After all, words can always deceive, but smell can always be true.

"I'd like a pint of this stout, please."

"Okay." The gurgling sound of beer splashing in the glass sounded, which made him feel very comfortable.

He glanced unconsciously at the store, and there were rows of exquisite perfume bottles on the shelf at the back.

Many perfume bottles were in styles that he had never seen before.

He immediately became interested: "What brand is the perfume at the back of your store? Isn't Agadi the perfume?"

Another young man in the store squeezed over: "Hi, this is my own perfume, which is also sold in our store. Would you like to try it?"

"You made it yourself?" He said in surprise, "The bottle has been worked hard, let me smell it."

His professional habit suddenly came, and he was itchy without commenting.

Just think of it as supporting the younger generation.

"no problem."

With two chirps, the milky white perfume bottle sprayed out a mist, and the droplets evenly floated in the air.

The young man swiped a square of cardboard through the air to catch the falling droplets.

Kennedy's heart skipped a beat suddenly, this smell.
The moment he smelled the fragrance, he vaguely felt the laughter flash past his ears.

"Hello, please smell this."

He took the cardboard from the young man, leaned closer and sniffed it carefully.

The incomparably fresh fragrance strikes, like drinking cool young coconut in a hot summer day.

The cool water is rippling with the fresh sea breeze.

Very pleasant smell, neither sweet nor greasy.He has been in the industry for more than [-] years, and he never thought that perfume can do this.

He couldn't help but took another deep breath.

The remaining perfume droplets on the cardboard flowed up the airflow and were sucked into his nasal cavity by the storm.

He felt a cool wind blowing away the stuffy atmosphere brought by the crowd in the square.

Suddenly laughter came from the ears.

When he came back to his senses, a golden beach at sunrise appeared in front of him.

The sun is shining on the leaves of the coconut trees, and the warm coconut fragrance is wafting out.

Sometimes warm, sometimes cool sea breeze blows with a fresh breath.

This is the temperature of the sea and the beach at sunrise.

Children playing, couples in love, and happy friends gather together, and cheerful voices echo on the beach.

This is a vacation paradise!

All he wanted to do now was to go to the sea and have a good swim.

"How about it, old man, would you like to bring a bottle?"

The young man's voice woke him up.

He looked around in confusion, and the beach disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Here is Agadí Square, the crowds, the rows of wooden houses.

Everything before dissipated like a dream bubble, only the card in his hand still exuded a charming fragrance.

He trembled and said eagerly: "I have never smelled such a wonderful fragrance. This smell is simply beyond my imagination! What's your name? What's the name of this bottle of perfume?"

He didn't know how to describe the smell of this bottle of perfume.

He never thought that he, who is known for his sharp words, would have a day when he would lose his voice in front of a bottle of perfume.

(End of this chapter)