Olfactory failure

It was the off-season in Grasse, and there were not many people in the Molinaire Experience Hall. Wen Yanshu sat on the sofa chatting with an acquainted fragrance instructor, and a pot of freshly brewed rose tea was placed on the coffee table.

The room was full of strange aromas, stronger than Wen Yanshu's perfume room in Nafeli. He occasionally glanced at Jiang Er at the round table in the preparation area, and quietly observed the other party's proficiency in picking spices while chatting.

Later, other guests came, and the instructor went to greet them. Wen Yanshu walked to the incense table with a teacup, and did not make a sound to disturb the busy people. He only cast his eyes on the raw material bottle with the label on it. Pick up a twist cap and sniff lightly from time to time.

The raw material bottles are arranged in a multi-circular shape in alphabetical order on the round table, and Jiang Er's hand wandered between hibiscus and sandalwood, which are far apart, and finally picked up the latter.

"Have you read the documents sent by the supervisor in the group?" Wen Yanshu asked.

"I watched a bit on the weekend, and I finished skating on the plane yesterday." Jiang Er squeezed the small dropper and dotted the ingredients on the test paper, "It is said that it is calling excellent perfumers to participate in joint blending... It should be sent by each country. Let's get a representative, Team Leader Wen, do you want to sign up?"

"Considering." Wen Yanshu leaned his back against the edge of the table, rubbing his fingertips against the ear of the cup, "For this kind of large-scale convening, we can only choose one in the end. It is essentially a contest between many domestic fragrance companies."

"If you can be selected, it will become a contest with other countries, right?"

"Well, although it is a joint creation, whether it is sold in a bundled form or not, it will not affect consumers' positive or negative comments on the designs of the four countries. In the end, it will still evolve into competition between countries." Wen Yanshu With one hand propped on the table, the nails tapped on it and made two "clicks", "smart."

"I'm talking nonsense," Jiang Er smiled and wrote a string of data on the paper, "Don't praise me, I will float."

Wen Yanshu was very stingy with compliments, these two words could inspire people, so he didn't say anything else, just bowed his head and drank the cold scented tea in silence.

The sunlight crawled slowly on the floor through the open doors and windows. I couldn’t tell how long it had passed. Jiang Er revised a list of ingredients, compared the table and dropped the spices into the bottle and said: “But even if you have to face international reviews, you can choose It's an honor too."

The fragrance industry is a niche industry, and there are only a handful of professionally trained and experienced senior perfumers in China compared with foreign countries. However, anyone in this position has the possibility of winning an international honor.

But it's hard.

Wen Yanshu held a formula design that was about to take shape, and didn't dare to use it as a gamble lightly. It's okay to succeed, otherwise, if it fails, the hard work will be reduced to waste that no one cares about.

"Do you want to try?" Wen Yanshu asked.

Jiang Er hurriedly shook his head: "No, I don't have any qualifications."

"If you're ambitious, try it. If you look ahead, you'll miss a good opportunity." Wen Yanshu stretched out his hand, "I'll see if it's ready."

With a glance at the ingredient list, he could roughly guess that what Jiang Er concocted was a woody oriental tone. The newcomer, who has only been employed for less than two months, is not very mature in creating fragrance. The bottles of de-aldehyde alcohol and purified water were sniffed under his nose, and he grabbed a pen to help him change the concentration of the ingredients.

After visiting the museum, it was already five o'clock in the afternoon, and the twilight enveloped the whole perfume town. Wen Yanshu steered the steering wheel to avoid the local residents and drove slowly. A black Bentley on the open field.

It was the same model that I saw at the car rental company in Nice yesterday. Not sure if it was the same one, Wen Yanshu looked at it a few more times.

It just so happened that the golden sunlight projected on the car window blurred the vision, Wen Yanshu couldn't see if there was someone sitting in the driver's seat, so he could only look back as it was an illusion.

After wandering outside for a whole day, smelling the fragrance all over his body, Wen Yanshu took off his clothes when he returned to the hotel, stepped into the bathtub and took a bath.

After a round of warm water, he was soaking comfortably, but he still didn't want to get up and put on his clothes, so he leaned against the cushioned bathtub wall and held up his mobile phone to play. A message popped up at the top of the screen, and Pei Yang sent his wishes: Happy birthday, old classmate!

Followed by red envelopes that exploded one after another, Wen Yanshu just clicked on one to accept, and replied: "It's not there yet, why are you so anxious?"

Pei Yang typed expressly: Are you stunned by Chief Zheng? It's early in the morning and you still leave it here before it's time?

Being wronged for no reason, Wen Yanshu not only typed with one hand, but also took the other hand on his lower abdomen to shake the water, but he didn't shake it clean, and the knocking was still not as fast as Pei Yang, and another message floated from the opposite side: You Typing is so slow, are you being soft-handed? Oh my god, how long have I been doing this? Chief Zheng is too good at it!

The screen is wet with water which affects typing, Wen Yanshu simply pokes a phone call to prove his innocence, but Pei Yang hangs up in a second: I clean myself, I don't listen to the corner of the bed!

Crazy, Wen Yanshu cursed secretly and popped up a message: I'm on a business trip, and it's only after six o'clock in France.

The chat interface was silent for a long time, and Pei Yang sent: Oh.

Pei Yang: Have you signed for the third time?

Wen Yanshu angrily threw a word: No.

Pei Yang: I'm so disappointed.

I couldn't continue talking this day, Wen Yanshu simply turned off the screen and got up, shook off the bath towel to dry his dripping body, put on his nightgown and left the bathroom.

The hotel service delivered dinner, and also gave a glass of red wine thoughtfully. Wen Yanshu was not disturbed, and half of the work and half of leisure was used to fill in half of the data in the recipe book during the dinner time.

At eight o'clock in the blink of an eye, Wen Yanshu closed his notebook, rang the bell to call for someone to remove the tableware, took a shower and went to bed with his tablet in his arms, planning to watch a movie before going to bed.

There are still a bunch of cached files stored in the online disk, but Wen Yanshu can’t find anything he wants to read, so his eyes are empty, remembering that this point last night just finished talking with Zheng Chengyan on the phone.

The chat last night was full of enthusiasm, but the next day there was no letter. Wen Yanshu was not used to it, so he picked up the tablet case and thought for a while, then touched the mobile phone and poked it to the top to borrow the opening remarks of the other party: I want to see Mocha.

After posting, I felt something was wrong, and after searching all over, I found out that Zheng Chengyan had changed his avatar.

The original avatar was a corner of a black suit, and the color tone of the new avatar was too similar to the old one, Wen Yanshu could only see the clue at this time.

He clicked on the big picture with curiosity, and now he was stunned on the bed, more at a loss than being wronged by Pei Yang just now.

Zheng Chengyan actually took the picture he took at the airport as his profile picture!

Before he could organize his words and ask questions, Zheng Chengyan called. Wen Yanshu hurriedly pressed the answer button, and Zheng Chengyan smiled without waiting for him to speak: "Are you in such a hurry?"

When Wen Yanshu manually edited the news, he could still greet Mocha calmly, but when he heard Zheng Chengyan's voice, he didn't hold back what he really wanted to ask: "Is your throat feeling better today?"

"It's much better. I didn't talk much today. I'm just bored by myself." Zheng Chengyan just came out of the handicraft workshop. The streets were less crowded than during the day. I still want to eat mints."

Wen Yanshu's tote bag was thrown at the end of the bed, it is actually very convenient to crawl over to get it, but taking out the candy now is useless.

He heard the wind in his ears and asked, "Are you on the way?"

"Just got off work." Zheng Chengyan found the car he rented, pressed the key, opened the door and got into the driver's seat.

The sound of the car being unlocked made Wen Yanshu sit up straight in an instant: "It's past two o'clock in the morning in China, why don't you get off work?"

Zheng Chengyan was completely immersed in doing things today, and at the moment, sitting next to the seat, with his sore neck resting on the soft pillow, he felt very comfortable, and he couldn't help sighing: "Why don't you ask me why I changed my avatar?"

Wen Yanshu was dumbfounded, he wanted to ask this question from the very beginning, but when he really brought it up, the answer was already in his heart, he would not be ignorant enough to ask Zheng Chengyan why he didn't change Pei Yang, secretary, housekeeper or whoever The photo is used as the head portrait, and only he is treated specially.

100% like the creative idea he once denied, Zheng Chengyan evolved from liking him to loving him so much.

Zheng Chengyan roughly understood the other party's psychological activities from the silence in the receiver. He lit the engine, hung up the bluetooth headset, threw the phone aside, and said at a steady speed: "How about you, how strong is Mocha? Keep the photo of it when it was a child as its profile picture?"

Wen Yanshu said, "It's cute."

Zheng Chengyan asked: "Do you like cute hanging ones? If you said it earlier, I would..."

"How are you?"

"I can't help it. I have to wait slowly until you realize that you don't like cute hanging the most." The wheels of the wheel ran over the lights that fell on the ground. Zheng Chengyan could only go from I heard the sea breeze in Glass on the phone, and I can finally feel it for myself tonight.

Although he was tired from working all day, Zheng Chengyan's tone was light: "Changing your avatar doesn't mean you don't love Mocha anymore, and it will appreciate it if you feed it an extra can."

Wen Yanshu continued the three-character scripture: "For what?"

Zheng Chengyan said: "I think the photo I sent you the night before is not bad."

Wen Yanshu crumpled the bed sheet under his palm: "Drive well, don't make too many phone calls."

Zheng Chengyan turned a deaf ear: "Put them on and you'll be a couple."

Wen Yanshu said seriously: "I took this at the airport, yours was at—"

"Mine are at the airport too."

Wen Yanshu's breath was stagnant, he was at a loss for what to do with his mobile phone, he should ask which airport, but the exit was: "Where are you?"

The cold winter is terribly cold, but Zheng Chengyan lowered the passenger window to let Wen Yanshu listen to Glass's sea breeze: "Send me the hotel address and room number, we will arrive in 15 minutes."

When the phone was hung up, Zheng Chengyan was too impatient, so for the first time, Wen Yanshu heard the busy tone after hanging up.

Wen Yanshu let his consciousness direct the action to send the location and room number to Zheng Chengyan, and let his fingers independently control the action from saving the picture to setting it as an avatar.

There was a knock on the door, Wen Yanshu pushed the quilt away, and went to open the door barefoot before even putting on the cotton mop. Zheng Chengyan stood outside the door in a gray overcoat, with his right hand resting on the luggage handle, and lowered his head towards him laugh.

Wen Yanshu's hand on the doorknob slowly loosened: "Why are you really here?"

Zheng Chengyan took a step forward: "I thought about it, and I have no better way than to meet you in person."