"NO, you want to have the surname Su, but I won't agree. If I do it today, I have a request." Su Ran said.
"What?" Qu Fanghua's face twisted.
She wanted to tear Su Ran's pretentious face to pieces and send her to hell.
"Today, I will announce the formula of "Miao". You, Qu Fanghua, and the Qu family will never be allowed to set foot in the perfume circle!" Su Ran said coldly.
Don't blame her, Qu Fanghua is such an annoying lackey.
She didn't want to look at Qu Fanghua like a fly anymore.
The Qu family sells spices, and if they don't enter the perfume industry, their business will definitely plummet.
"This..." Qu Fanghua hesitated for the first time.
What if she agreed and something went wrong, with so many people watching, wouldn't her family be dragged into trouble?
For a moment, her wandering gaze moved to Su Yan's face.
Su Yan's expression changed slightly.
She didn't expect Su Ran to use such a cruel trick, and her heart was slightly shaken, but then she thought again, it is absolutely impossible for Su Ran to tune "Miao", maybe it was Old Long who helped her cheat.
So, she walked over, patted Qu Fanghua on the shoulder, and whispered, "Trust your own judgment."
These words, like a spring breeze, poured into Qu Fanghua's heart, giving her an instant boost of motivation. She slammed the table and said loudly, "Okay, let's make a bet. I'm afraid of you—"
At this time, Lu Jiuting waved towards the four corners.
Coming from all four corners.
"Draft an agreement and have the Qu family sign it." Lu Jiuting said lightly.
“…” Four corners.
The corners of his mouth twitched.
His young master is indeed no joke. He still wants to use this trick at this time. This is definitely hitting the snake at its most vulnerable part!
Betting agreement, no regrets!
Su Ran pressed the red handprint.
"Su Ran, if you lose, get out of Guozuo City and never set foot in the city again!" Qu Fanghua said unwillingly.
She wants Su Ran to die.
When Su Ran loses the bet and leaves Guozuo City, she will find someone to kill Su Ran so that she will shut her mouth forever, and then ask a master to perform a ritual to send her soul to the eighteen levels of hell.
If, humans have souls.
"Okay." Su Ran smiled lightly.
Seeing her so confident, Qu Fanghua always felt that something seemed to be wrong.
She said loudly: "You must make it in the hall, and the raw materials must be prepared by the Long family and the He family together."
Although the He family is not as famous as the Long family in the perfume making industry, it is also one of the super wealthy families in Guozuo City, ranking third after Lu Long.
"Haha." He Migong, the head of the He family, bowed.
He has always maintained a neutral position, neither trying to curry favor with the Long family too much, nor being as tactless as San Pu, he just does not get involved in the disputes.
"Brother He, since you are here, I am just providing some materials. I won't ask for a lot from your family. Come up." Long Xiangtian invited.
He Migong is too aloof and difficult to get along with.
"Master He, I know your family owns a seafood store. Please give me a portion of the freshest conch." Su Ran walked up to him with a smile and spoke frankly to him.
He Migong was slightly stunned.
He exclaimed: "You, you want a conch? Did I hear you right?"
Can conch shells be used to make perfume? He must be hallucinating...
Su Ran clapped his hands and nodded slightly.
"Yes, the fresher the better." She said firmly.
Today, she wants to open their eyes and show them that the perfume she can make is not something that everyone can make.
What's so difficult about making the incense recipe public?
Even if one copies the same technique, no one can create "Miao".
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