Contract mommy, daddy's love is doomed

After seeing off Mr. Lin, Ye Han sat on a chair, carefully recalling what he had done in the past few days, and couldn't help smiling.

In fact, she was just doing it with a little effort. She never expected that she would have such a great reputation in Vienna.

Even when she went to the company the next day, she heard that someone was waiting for her in the office.

"Miss Ye? I'm the assistant of the singer Sylvia. I came to see you today because I hope you can customize a perfume for Sylvia."

The other party specially brought a Chinese translation, which shows how much they attach importance to it.

Even if an interpreter is needed on weekdays, of course the hired company comes to look for it. This time the other party showed full sincerity.

"Well, good." After reading the contract, Ye Han felt that there was really no reason to reject the other party. This was a profitable cooperation.

"Since it's customized for Miss Sylvia, it's better for the two of you to meet up." The manager of the other party asked.

"Okay." That's as it should be.

"Because Ms. Silvia has a relatively good reputation, I hope you can go to the address below later." After the other party finished speaking, he gave Ye Han a hotel room card.

After accepting and agreeing, she sent the other party away.

As soon as the agent left, Lin Lin came to the company: "Teacher, do you have an order?"

"Well, come with me later." Since the girl is going to be taught well, it might be better to take her to see the actual case.

"Okay, okay." After Lin Lin cleaned up in twos and twos, she followed Ye Han's pace, and the two quickly came to the door of the designated room.

"I usually come to this hotel with my father. I really didn't expect Sylvia to live here."

Lin Lin clicked her tongue. Many of the wealthy and dignitaries who come and go here are fans of Sylvia. If you know that your favorite singer lives here, wouldn't you break the threshold?

"Go in." Ye Han paid no attention to other things, knocked on the door and walked in: "Hello, Miss Sylvia? I am the perfumer who came to make your winter solstice perfume."

The other party's attitude is not too indifferent, but the voice is indifferent, it can be seen that he should be an indifferent person on weekdays: "Well, hello."

"Then let's start." Ye Han stepped forward, asked the other party's favorite scent, and then offered several spices for her to choose from, "I know that the perfumes you liked before seem to be salt-based , I wonder if you like sage?"

Although Sylvia's eyes lit up, she still replied indifferently: "Yes."

"There are also sea salt and black truffle for your choice."

Looking at the teacher's service and attitude, and even every sentence of communication was engraved in Lin Lin's mind, she still has a lot to learn.

After exchanging a few words, Sylvia was completely relieved, and handed over her customization to Ye Han: "Yes, I will leave the deployment to you."

"Ok."

Just as the master and apprentice were about to leave, Sylvia stopped them: "Wait a minute, can you imitate this smell?"

As she spoke, she took off a pendant and carefully handed it to Ye Han.

After taking it, Ye Han smelled a faint musky scent. As for the other fragrances, because the days have passed for too long, they have almost dissipated.

"The smell on this pendant has dissipated in sevens and eighties, and there may be no way to fully identify it."

Hearing what she said, Sylvia took back the pendant with a disappointed face: "Okay, thank you."

But seeing the other party so sad, Ye Han also gritted his teeth and agreed: "Then let me try."

Hearing her words, Sylvia immediately handed the pendant to her with great hope, like a girl in love.

After walking out of the hotel, Lin Lin talked about Sylvia's deeds all the way.

"She has played countless times in the Golden Hall when she was a teenager, and now she is in her 20s. Many lords and wealthy businessmen want to marry her, but no one has been so honored." Speaking of this, Lin Lin She curled her lips: "Even my dad, that old man, wants to marry someone beyond his control!"

"..." Ye Han didn't know what to say to Lin Lin's straightforwardness.

"By the way, master, this pendant looks seven or eight years old, how can you help her distinguish her breath?"

"Go back and prepare a sealed jar about the size of the pendant, and you'll know when the time comes."

"Oh……"

Lin Lin did as soon as she got back to the office. Immediately after she saw the teacher add a few drops of pure water to the jar, she put the jar on an alcohol lamp to heat it up.

Lin Lin had never seen such an operation before, and she became very excited all of a sudden, and sat by the side patiently waiting for the result.

Five minutes later, watching the mist rising from the bottle, Ye Han opened it, quickly took a pen and paper, and recorded it after smelling it.

Seeing the names of more than a dozen spices written by her, Lin Lin felt very surprised, and took it, put it on the tip of her nose and sniffed it, and then she was surprised: "Really, why!"

Ye Han put down the recipe he had already written, and patiently explained: "The higher the temperature, the faster the smell will naturally diffuse. With the addition of water vapor, the smell can be brought to the tip of our nose more completely."

"I see."

Lin Lin clapped her hands in praise, and couldn't help admiring her even more.

After getting the formula, Ye Han immediately sent an email to the other party, and got a reply soon.

——I hope Ms. Ye can release this perfume in the name of your company and name it Sylvia.

Ye Han immediately realized what was wrong: "Since this is a finished product, if I distribute it like this, I will be judged as plagiarized."

However, the other party also sent an explanation: No, Ms. Ye, this fragrance pendant is a family heirloom of our Miss Sylvia's family, and it is a personal item.

Seeing this sentence, she was relieved, and immediately let go to do it, and quickly prepared the first batch of products and handed them over to Sylvia.

"This smell—" Sylvia was shocked, her eyes flushed: "Okay, okay, this is it, hurry up, send it out."

Soon, this perfume named "Silvia" was released, and even the packaging was her poster. It sold very well all over the world for a while. After all, Sylvia's reputation is not small, and Ye Han Its reputation in the perfume industry is also very good, and the perfume is very popular.

However, being famous will naturally bring about many disputes. Soon, a man in his 40s came to the company, "Hi, I'm looking for the perfumer of Silvia perfume."

"Are you?" The front desk didn't let him go.

"I'm going to sue her for plagiarizing my work, so she better see me."

Hearing this, the front desk immediately called Ye Han and informed him of the matter.

"What?" Lin Lin's eyes widened. "She gave you the pendant, so how could it be plagiarism?"

This trouble was thought of by Ye Han early in the morning. It seems that Sylvia deceived herself: "Okay, let that gentleman come in quickly."

She understood the feeling of being plagiarized, so she invited the other party in as soon as possible, and wanted to coordinate and deal with it.

As soon as the other party came in, he was not in a hurry to get angry, but first introduced himself as a gentleman: "My name is Shi Wenke, and I am a perfumer."

"Well, hello." Ye Han poured water for the other party, waiting patiently for the other party to continue.

"The perfume called Sylvia that you released before is actually a copy of my work many years ago. Here is my formula and patent certificate at that time."

Years ago...

Ye Han suddenly thought of something, and after seeing the materials provided by the other party, he sent an email to Sylvia.

In less than half an hour, Sylvia ignored the wind and came to the office alone: ​​"Where is he, where is he?"

When she saw the man sitting on the sofa, tears welled up in her eyes: "It's really you."

The man obviously doesn't remember her anymore, he only knows her identity as a female singer: "Hello."

"Don't you remember me?"

Seeing Sylvia's expression, Ye Han suddenly realized something. Is she using herself to lure out this man?

"Should I remember you?"

The other party obviously didn't really know her.

"Mr. Shiwenke, you gave me your first perfume, have you forgotten?" According to Sylvia's recollection, when she was only a teenager, she met Shiwenke, who was unsuccessful in starting a business, on the street. , At that time, he just got his first perfume, which is today's one.

He made it into a necklace and wanted to promote it to major shopping malls, but was rejected. When he was down and down, he met her and gave the necklace as a gift.

But Svenke didn't know that his gift gave Sylvia great strength and regained his confidence.

"you……"

Schwenke tried hard to remember, and naturally he could remember this incident, but he had no idea that the girl at the time was the famous singer now.

"I have always carried this necklace, and I have always hoped that someone can reproduce it, so that even if I can't find you, I can always keep its breath." Sylvia said, looking at Ye Han guiltily, " Sorry, I will cover all your losses, I really just want to see him."

It turns out that she, who rejected so many people, has always hidden a little-known little perfumer in her heart.

Even Swenke was very surprised. After a while, he shook his head: "Don't worry, I won't sue, nor will I publicize this matter. I'm just a small person, but you are different."

Hearing this sentence, Sylvia hurriedly said: "No, no, you are not a small person. In my heart, you have always been very important."

Suddenly being confessed by such a talented and beautiful goddess, Shi Wenke was stunned on the spot. He thought that what the other party was looking for was just a kind of feeling, but he didn't expect that it was really him.

"I……"

"Mr. Swinkel, would you like to get along with me?"

There is a ten-year age gap between the two, but at this moment, it seems that nothing matters.

"I..." Finally, Svenke nodded.

Seeing this scene, Ye Han had an idea, "I will name this perfume after the two of you, and the packaging will also use a photo of the two of you, and declare to the public that I just reproduced the work of Mr. Schwinkle."