There was too much to think about, and Jiang Yancheng drove to the car.
In Provence, France, Gao Ziyin woke up in the middle of the night after not being able to sleep. Seeing Feng Jin sitting in the living room drinking, she asked, "What's wrong?"
She no longer calls Feng Jin "Auntie" or "Mom" and just speaks her mind directly, which Feng Jin doesn't mind.
Feng Jin shook the red wine in the glass and said, "I mixed a bottle of perfume. Smell it."
Gao Ziyin picked it up and found the taste was not light but rather strong.
"Is it men's perfume?" Feng Jin asked.
"Yes." Feng Jin stood up, holding the wine glass. He seemed to be talking to Gao Ziyin, but also seemed not to be. "Smell it. What does it feel like?"
Gao Ziyin sniffed it carefully. "The top note is hormones, the middle note seems to be the fragrance of plants and animals, and the last note is—"
"What happened in the end?" Feng Jin asked.
"In the end, it seemed to smell like rotten vegetable leaves, but because it was covered by other scents, it seemed to smell very noble and cool." Gao Ziyin said. She really didn't understand why Feng Jin put rotten vegetable leaves in the perfume.
"If you want to create perfume, especially men's perfume, you have to understand men first. Men are all hormone-driven creatures, and they are quite attractive at first. Young girls are easily attracted to such men. After middle age, men are the backbone of the family, but they tend to be complacent and not achieve much. As for old age, we are still as delicate as flowers, but they are already old men."
Gao Ziyin then asked, "Are you talking about my dad? Not all men are like that."
"It just so happens that the men I met, your father and Jiayi, were all like this, superficial and only cared about the glamorous looks. If it weren't for your father's conservatism, I would have sold my products all over the world long ago! They are complacent." Feng Jin said with disdain.
Over the years, Gao Ziyin has also noticed that Feng Jin despises her father, because she thinks Gao Zhiyuan cannot tolerate her kind of big picture. She doesn't care about her boss's feelings, but Gao Ziyin thinks that Feng Jin is extremely talented and is worthy of being a lady from a wealthy family.
"But I don't think ordinary men would be able to smell this kind of scent." Gao Ziyin added, "Because you seem to have put a lot of frost-like smell on your back."
Feng Jin laughed again. "Look, this is what a man is like. Not only arrogant, but also self-righteous! This time I want to promote this perfume to the whole world and play a trick on those self-righteous men. Do you want to join me?"
Gao Ziyin has particularly admired Feng Jin since she was a child, and she thinks that this tastes really good.
Feng Jinqi seems to have a talent for hiding her scent, so most men probably can't smell it.
The two of them discussed how to do marketing for half the night.
Gao Ziyin is currently in finance, but she understands every aspect of the company, especially perfume. It seems that because she understands Feng Jin better and understands Feng Jin's thoughts, she can smell it even though others cannot.
It can be said that Feng Jin is a leader in understanding human nature!
"Let your father smell it tomorrow. Also, I will buy you a set of clothes tomorrow morning." Feng Jin said.
Gao Zinyin didn't quite understand. She used to buy clothes for herself, so why was she buying clothes for herself this time?
The next morning, Feng Jin gave Gao Zhiyuan the bottle of men's perfume and asked him to smell what it smelled like.
Gao Zhiyuan sniffed it for a long time and said, "It smells good. Is it a new product?"
"Yes. Prepare to launch it soon." Feng Jin said.
After saying that, Feng Jin and Gao Ziyin looked at each other.
Gao Ziyin didn't go to work and went out with Feng Jin.
"Ziyin, from now on, you must never let others know what you are thinking from your eyes. If others see it, you lose. Don't fall in love with men easily. Men are heartless and superficial. All they think about is sex. As long as you look down on them, you will start to play with them." Feng Jin taught Gao Ziyin by words and deeds.
Gao Zinyin agreed, but who was she trying to play with?
Cheng Yan?
Ever since Feng Jiayi passed away, Feng Jin has been cultivating Gao Ziyin, as if to avenge his daughter's unjust death.
Gao Ziyin was thinking the same thing. Feng Jiayi is young, and she doesn't care about the messy things done by her relatives. You are seven or eight years older than Feng Jiayi, and you don't know the seriousness of the matter?
Feng Jin bought Gao Zinyin a set of plain clothes in elegant colors.
After buying clothes for Gao Ziyin, Feng Jin went to do her hair. Gao Ziyin's hair had grown long since she was born, and this time she had the ends of her hair permed, making her look quite charming.
"You look pretty when you're flirting." Feng Jin said to Gao Ziyin from the bottom of his heart, "Just dress like this from now on. After all, you're the heir."
Afterwards, the two of them walked around for a while. Feng Jin wanted to visit her old friends, so she asked Gao Zinyin to write down her phone number.
Because they were at home all day and didn't need to talk on the phone, Feng Jin would ask Gao Zhiyuan to pass on any news at night. Therefore, the two of them didn't know each other's phone number.
Gao Zinyin took note of it and wondered what to write for the contacts in the address book.
It was obviously inappropriate to write "Mom" because she already had a "Mom" in her phone.
Calling him "Feng Jin" directly is too disrespectful, especially now that Gao Ziyin has more and more respect for Feng Jin.
Therefore, Gao Ziyin simply wrote "Feng" to express the meaning.
In the afternoon, "Feng" called her and Gao Ziyin went there.
At four o'clock, Feng Jin asked Gao Ziyin to sit in front of the window and play with the child. Feng Ruilin could now call "Mom" very fluently.
It's snowing again, and the snow is falling heavily outside.
Unexpectedly, Cheng Yan came. He seemed to have been standing at the door for a long time.
Feng Jin stood on the stairs and had already seen Cheng Yan coming. Seeing his dazed look, he watched Gao Ziyin playing with the child. Feng Jin had a faint but sinister smile on his lips and said, "Come to see the child?"
"Yes. Why does the child call Kai Ziyin mom?"
Feng Jin sighed, "Poor child, he's been without a mother since he was a child. Maybe they just get along well. Anyway, no one taught him, he just called it that. Okay, the child has seen it, it's time for you to go."
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