Ms. Tan Is The Real Boss Chapter 839 A Familiar Fragrance

Chapter 839: 839 A Familiar Fragrance

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

“Xiao Rou, aren’t you going to send your work to the compet.i.tion?” Zhuang Liu reminded him, “There are a lot of people attending today’s Fragrance Festival. There are many famous perfumers amongst them. If your fragrance can be recognized by them, you will have a place in the fragrance world in the future.”

Tan Rou smiled. “Third Brother, I’m just here to have fun. There’s no need to introduce my work to others. If the fragrance 1 make is too smelly, won’t others laugh at me?”

Zhuang Liu felt that it made sense. “Alright, then we shall not partic.i.p.ate.” He handed the thing he had made to Tan Rou. “This is a perfume I mixed myself. I haven’t learned it for long, so it might not smell that good, but I want to give it to you. I hope you don’t mind.”

Tan Rou sniffed the perfume in Zhuang Liu’s hand. The level was not very good. There was only one layer of smell. It was the smell of oranges and tea. It was quite nice, but the fragrance did not last long.

“I like it very much.” Tan Rou really liked the perfume that Zhuang Liu had given her. Although it was not a top-notch perfume, it was Zhuang Liu’s kind gesture. She was very happy to receive this gift.

When He Xi saw Zhuang Liu give Tan Rou perfume, she was very jealous. However, she could not s.n.a.t.c.h Zhuang Liu’s perfume in front of so many people. This made her so anxious that she was about to get angry.

“Tan Rou, are you afraid to compete with me?” He Xi thought of an idea. “If you don’t dare to send your perfume to the compet.i.tion, then you’re afraid. So you don’t deserve Brother Liu’s perfume. Hurry up and give it to me!”

“Ignore her.”

Tan Rou was interested. Seeing how nervous He Xi was when she was making the fragrance, she knew that today’s compet.i.tion was very important to her. If He Xi didn’t get the results she wanted today, would she faint from anger?

“No, I think what she said makes sense.” Tan Rou took out the perfume she had concocted. “Since I’ve already concocted the perfume, why don’t I partic.i.p.ate in the compet.i.tion?”

“You don’t have to do things you don’t like,” advised Zhuang Liu.

“Third Brother, 1 must partic.i.p.ate in today’s compet.i.tion,” Tan Rou insisted.

Zhuang Liu couldn’t persuade her, so he had no choice but to let her submit her work.

All the works would be gathered in one place, and there would be an opaque label under the works with the author’s name on it. During the whole process, their ident.i.ties would be kept anonymous. No one knew where their works were placed.

The contestants who submitted their works would be arranged in their seats accordingly. The rest of the people would be divided into judges and audience. The audience would be selected to smell the fragrance and be given a chance to vote. At that time, the work with the most votes would be the first place in this compet.i.tion.

Tan Ron’s third aunt was also one of the judges of this compet.i.tion. As the boss of a cosmetics company, her company also had perfumes. She wanted to buy some new products for this fragrance convention. After all, if there were no new products, they would be eliminated very quickly.

Third Aunt Tao saw Tan Rou in the crowd. She was surprised and happy, but then she felt a little sad. She was pleasantly surprised that Tan Rou had also come to partic.i.p.ate in the Fragrance Festival, but she was sad that Tan Rou did not come with her.

If Tan Ron’s work won first place later, she would definitely spend a lot of money to buy Tan Ron’s work. When the time came, she would definitely make a fortune by selling this perfume in their stores.

The judges began to taste the perfume. They would put a small rose sticker in front of their favorite perfume. The one with the most rose sticker would be the first in the compet.i.tion.

Tan Rou observed the judges. She saw one of the judges who looked familiar, as if she had seen him before. After thinking for a long time, she finally remembered who that person was.

Song Xiang was the main judge of this compet.i.tion. She was 72 years old this year, and this compet.i.tion should be her last time as a judge. She thought that this year’s compet.i.tion would be the same as last year’s, but in the last few bottles of perfume, she smelled a very layered fragrance.

The fragrance first smelled like tea, followed by the fragrance of grapefruit. After taking a closer look, there was also the smell of perfume roses. It was very pleasant.

“I think this work is not bad.” Song Xiang pointed at a bottle of translucent liquid. “And this perfume has a familiar feeling. I seem to have smelled something similar somewhere..”