The old lady spoke with a hint of sadness in her voice.
Cat knew that what she supposedly spent many years trying to decipher the perfume formula was actually a lifetime.
The cat looked closely and saw that the perfume bottle was empty; there was no perfume left, only a faint scent remaining.
The cat said, "But this bottle is already empty."
The old lady sighed, "That's right, so this secret will stay with me until I die."
The cat went behind the workbench, stared at the bottle for a while, and then asked, "Perhaps it's a bit rude of me to say this, but may I smell it?"
The old lady actually agreed, "Please, young lady, you are the first person who is willing to listen to my endless chatter. I want you to know its scent. I haven't opened it since the last drop of perfume evaporated."
If I am gone in the future, there will still be someone in this world who remembers this taste.
The cat removed the glass cover and picked up the perfume bottle. The bottle was a very old style, made of glass, and could be considered an antique now.
She opened the bottle and smelled it. Although there was no perfume left, the scent was still very well preserved.
The cat didn't open it for long before quickly closing the lid and putting the glass cover back. She said, "It really has a very special smell, like grass and blue sky."
The old lady was a little excited and a little surprised. "That's right, it's Father's pasture and the sky above the mountain."
As if she had found a kindred spirit, she went off-topic again, saying that when she was a child, her family had a ranch and a manor, but the war came so suddenly. Airplanes flew overhead, the blue sky was filled with dust, and the grasslands were covered in smoke.
Her father also passed away suddenly, leaving her only that bottle of perfume.
She has spent her whole life copying this perfume.
The old lady was really old; she fell asleep while chatting with the cat.
Before leaving, the cat pulled the cashmere blanket on her lap up a little.
The shop assistant downstairs was also dozing off. When she heard the noise, she woke up and asked the cat, "Is Madam asleep again?"
The cat nodded and left with the incense she had bought for Granny Mu.
It was already dark.
She yawned, seemingly catching the old lady's drowsiness from her.
The dark green streetlights along the roadside cast a warm yellow glow, and a light snow began to fall from the sky. The winding brick streets gave the feeling of being transported back to decades ago.
The cat stood under the streetlight, looking up at the sky, snowflakes falling on its face, icy and cool.
"Oh, that old woman, she doesn't want a bottle of perfume, she clearly wants her father," the cat said worriedly.
She already knew the perfume formula the moment she smelled the perfume bottle, and the formula was very simple. With today's extremely advanced fragrance extraction technology, it wouldn't be difficult to analyze its components.
That old woman wasn't just the owner of a small shop; she was the true owner of YLD Perfume Company, the legal representative of the perfume company that Maomao wanted to acquire.
YLD Perfume Company is not a publicly listed company, so whether the acquisition can be successful depends entirely on this old woman's words.
Cat had already learned that the reason why the company had been repeatedly invested in or acquired but failed was mostly due to the old woman, who was unwilling to hand over the business left to her by her father to others.
Even this company seems to share her hatred of the enemy.
What the cat wanted was the complete YLD company. It was because of that old woman's stubbornness that its perfume retained the rich and pure spirit of many years ago.
Even Granny Mu is a loyal fan of it.
So, the cat had to persuade the old woman. However, after talking with her for an afternoon, the cat realized that the old woman was really too stubborn and too unrealistic.
She's really hard to handle.
Joseph called her, but the cat hung up. She drove aimlessly around L City.
I don't know which street I walked down, but the atmosphere around me suddenly changed!
If the place before was a peaceful and gentle harbor, then this place has become a chaotic city of desires.
This city exists in such a contradictory way.
Cat glanced at the road sign, which clearly read "Ness Street"... Oh, that's the place Hisa Nakamori forbade her to come to.
As the car stopped, countless people stared at the cat with ill intent as it passed by.
She walked into a brightly lit place.
These past two days, she's become overly sensitive to any smell, so much so that as soon as she entered this place, the various scents in the air mixed together into a dizzying aroma that suddenly flooded her mind.
The cat pinched the bridge of its nose and continued walking forward, ignoring anyone who came up to it or what they said.
The outdoor performance was very flashy and eye-catching, with actors standing tall and wearing very little clothing, almost revealing just a few small details.
The upstairs area is also open to the other party, but very few people go in. It's clear that it's a completely different world when you go up the stairs.
Cat went inside anyway, knowing that the real players were all on the second floor.
At the grand entrance, two servants were distributing masks.
The cat walked over, picked out a catwoman mask from their hands, put it on, and then entered the inner area.
Everyone was wearing masks and wandering around, searching for their prey for the night.
The cat is also looking for her prey; if she's lucky, she can get rid of it all today.
The mask was quite effective; it covered everyone's face, and the cat could only guess. She diligently wandered through the crowd, passing by one person after another.
However, after circling around several times, she still found nothing.
Just as she was losing patience, her phone vibrated. Cat glanced at it and, seeing it was a message from Ah Jin, went to a corner to reply.
Mu Jin: [Where are you?]
Cat stared at her phone. She was happy that Ah Jin had texted her, but why did she have to ask where she was at this time? Could she tell her she was at a masquerade ball? And not even a proper masquerade ball.
After a while, the cat finally typed out: 【L City Hotel】
Mu Jin: [You went to Country Y]
Cat: [Yeah... Ah Jin, what are you doing? Are you missing me?]
Mu Jin: [I'm thinking about it]
Are you flirting with men?
When the cat saw the two text messages that popped up one after the other, she couldn't help but feel a chill run down her spine. She looked around nervously, but there was nothing unusual.
Then he replied to Mu Jin's message, "I didn't, A Jin, I swear, I only flirted with you!"
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