Perfumer of the Republic of China

Liu Yanhuan changed her clothes and walked into the garden of Qin's family, unexpectedly all the way was unimpeded, when she knocked on the door, it was Qin Feiran himself who came to open the door.

"Why did you come to open the door yourself?"

"After the Thunder God vine incident, I dismissed everyone."

This is the third time Liu Yanhuan has entered the Qin residence. Unlike the previous two times, this house seems to have no forbidden area for him.

Qin Feiran was frying steak in the kitchen, his movements were skillful, and his rolled up sleeves revealed a casual and lazy temperament.

Liu Yanhuan leaned against the door, greedily sniffing the increasingly intense fragrance.

"Will you eat basil?"

"A little bit, not too much."

When Qin Feiran came out with the fried steak, he saw Liu Yanhuan staring at his bookcase.

To Liu Yanhuan's surprise, the bookcases were full of professional books: "The Bank of Huaguo", "Theory of Finance in Huaguo", "The Financial History of Shanghai".

After being seated, Liu Yanhuan stuffed a piece of steak into his mouth, and his eyes widened instantly: "Well, what a skill!"

The steak is tender and juicy, and the heat is just right. It is served with basil leaves and parsley juice, which makes Liu Yan, who has not had a good meal for many days, move her index finger.

"Honestly, I didn't expect...you can also cook."

"I moved out of the Qin family's mansion very early. Although there are servants at home, I still cook for myself when I have time."

Liu Yanhuan nodded and said, "I see, I like you..."

Qin Feiran suddenly raised his head.

"The dishes..."

"Ahem, ahem..." Seeing Liu Yanhuan's playful expression, Qin Feiran calmed down his trembling heart, and changed the subject, "Are you interested in the books in the cabinet?"

"Well... I'm just a little surprised, your bookcase is full of professional books."

"Otherwise? What do you think I should put? My novel? To move forward with such a large industry burden, it's not just a matter of just working hard."

Liu Yanhuan really felt that those in high positions, outsiders only saw the fire cooking oil and the flowers blooming in full bloom, but they didn't know how much effort they put in in private, and all the strategizing bearings were not born with them.

"What about you? Now that you've moved out, have you thought about the future?"

"I am gradually familiar with Shaohua's business, but Shaohua's fragrances are too single, and the consumer group is still concentrated in the rich. I would like to expand it, but this matter needs to be discussed with my grandfather before making a decision. .”

Qin Feiran nodded silently: "If you were given a chance to do it yourself, where would you start?"

Liu Yanhuan didn't hesitate: "Of course it's fragrances. In fact, fragrance culture exists in everyone's daily life. Apart from high-end products, fragrances are also an extremely important part. However, no one in the domestic industry seems to notice this. "

Liu Yanhuan looked around and suddenly asked, "Is there any soap in the mansion?"

Qin Feiran took out a box of soap from the bathroom.

Liu Yanhuan opened it to have a look, and couldn't help laughing: "The third master really supports domestic products. The foreigner's Lihua soap keeps the price so low, but you still use the domestic Xingde soap."

Qin Feiran frowned slightly: "Maliciously lowering prices and dumping is not a means of glory, not to mention that domestic products really need support now. The boss of Xingde Soap Factory and I are old acquaintances. In order to break through the monopoly of foreigners on technology, he spent With a lot of manpower and material resources, Xingde’s quality is indeed better than Lihua’s.”

Liu Yan shook the soap box in her hand happily: "What if I can increase the sales of Xingde soap?"

"Oh?"

"Now Xingde soap is not inferior to Lihua soap in terms of quality, and is even more durable than Lihua soap. However, it has also suffered a lot of damage in the price war. Of course, this is under the same color and same taste."

Liu Yanhuan handed the soap to Qin Feiran: "Does it smell like chemicals?"

Qin Feiran nodded.

"Soap is a chemical product, and the smell is really not that good, but the good cleaning effect and pure color make people choose to ignore its pungent smell."

"If I change the scent of the soap itself into a floral, fruity, woody scent, the situation will be very different."

Qin Feiran was thoughtful.

"Women use soap more on weekdays, and women have a strong demand for beautiful smells. If Xingde soap masters this fragrance technology, it will have the most significant difference from Lihua soap. Consumers The products you like will naturally win the market.”

"I suggest that Xingde should lower the price, but it should not be too low. You must know that the soap has a fragrance, that is, a variety of styles of soap. In addition to being used, it can also be used as a gift. Develop more uses. Lihua in Huaguo's market is inherently unstable, and under the impact, it will be difficult for a single company to dominate like before."

Qin Feiran had been quietly listening to Liu Yanhuan's words, until Liu Yanhuan finished speaking and looked at him as if begging for praise, then he sighed: "It would be a pity if you didn't do it alone."

Liu Yan smiled happily, and clenched the knife and fork in her hand: "Yes, there will be such a day."

Qin Feiran couldn't help but grabbed his hand, Liu Yanhuan was startled, and the soap box in his hand fell to the ground.

In the silence, Liu Yanhuan heard her own heartbeat, which was very rapid.

He thought Qin Feiran was going to kiss the back of his hand.

However, Qin Feiran just took out a clean white handkerchief from his pocket, wiped his hands bit by bit after soaking it in water, then put the handkerchief in his palm, and put away the dishes.

After dinner, Qin Feiran still had reports to read, so Liu Yanhuan took a book, and the two sat on both sides of the study, doing their own business.

Listening to the sound of the pen tip scratching across the paper, Liu Yanhuan looked up at Qin Feiran behind the desk.

His facial features can only be reminiscent of the word handsome, no matter from which angle you look at it, there is no blind spot, a pair of glasses can't tell whether it makes him restrain his sharpness, or makes him more imposing.

Such a person is full of a strong sense of presence, as long as he sits there, Liu Yanhuan's eyes will be attracted unconsciously.

He is not a fledgling young man, so he naturally understands what this uncontrollable attention means.

He tried his best to suppress the urge to raise his head, but his sense of hearing involuntarily became sharper.

Hearing a "click", Qin Feiran wrote the last word on the paper, and then closed the pen rigorously.

Liu Yanhuan raised her head, and the eyes of the two met in the air.

He looked at Qin Feiran's rolling sexy Adam's apple, and suddenly felt a little hot.

He felt that tonight Qin Feiran deliberately undid two buttons of his shirt, revealing his beautiful collarbone, and his words and deeds were so beautiful that it was a foul.

Qin Feiran just smiled like this, walked to the phonograph under his gaze, moved the jumping needle, and soft dance music flowed out slowly.

He watched Qin Feiran approach step by step, posing towards him to invite him to dance.

When he was in a daze, Qin Feiran suddenly leaned forward, and the familiar smell of perfume invaded his nose.It wasn't until this time that Liu Yanhuan realized that when the atmosphere was just right, there was no time to think about the steps of men and women, because just looking at the tall and elegant man in front of him was enough to drown in his eyes.

Liu Yanhuan forgot whether she was a leader or a follower, and she didn't remember how long the music had been played. She only knew that when the music stopped, there was still something unsatisfactory in her heart.

"Late at night……"

"Do you want me to take you back?"

"Paji." The charming atmosphere fell to pieces on the ground.

Liu Yanhuan's complexion looked as if she had opened a dyeing workshop, and she was about to be trapped to death by this kind of pure love in abstinence.

In his two lifetimes, he had never seen anyone who could combine abstinence and innocence, seductiveness and playing hard to get so well.

He followed Qin Feiran almost unconsciously to the front of the mansion. Outside the door was the gentle night wind. He heard the rustling of a leaf. The moment he held the doorknob, the man beside him said softly: "I let you come here. It’s because I’m afraid that you will be homesick if you are alone.”

Liu Yanhuan instantly felt that her whole heart had become a sponge, so soft that she didn't take any precautions.

"If you're not used to it, you can come here anytime."

"Thank you... Thank you for your hospitality." Liu Yanhuan's heart softened and her nose was sour, for fear that she would lose her emotions in the next second.

He turned his back quickly, leaving Qin Feiran a back view.

That night, Liu Yanhuan lay on the soft bed, but tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.

As soon as he closed his eyes, Qin Feiran's face, Qin Feiran's voice, and Qin Feiran's movements flooded into his mind, obstinately occupying every corner, happily singing a big show in his head.

Liu Yanhuan sat upright like a carp, and in the dark night, he said softly to himself.

"Liu Yanhuan, you are finished."

In the early morning of the next day, Liu Yanhuan was awakened by a knock on the door.He rubbed his aching temples, thinking of the man who refused to let him go in his dream last night, his teeth really itch.

It was the concierge who knocked on the door, and the concierge held today's "Ningcheng Daily" in his hand: "Mr. Liu, this is what you ordered yesterday."

Liu Yanhuan took the newspaper and said softly, "Thank you..." Before he could say the second word of thanks, he froze.

On the newspaper with black letters on a yellow background, a huge headline was printed: "Extra! Famous beautiful prose writer died at home."

"How...how is it possible?" Liu Yan looked at the cold words and felt chills all over her body.

The person who talked and laughed with me a few days ago has passed away today.

He thanked the concierge in a daze, and couldn't help calling Qin Feiran.

Qin Feiran had obviously woken up, and after hearing the first greeting, he realized something was wrong: "What's wrong with you?"

"Ding Weishi...is dead."

"Yeah." Qin Feiran's tone sank, "I know about this matter. The daughter of the Ding family died at home, and now the city is full of storms."

Before Liu Yanhuan could speak, there was another hasty knock on the door of the mansion.

This time, the knocking sound was disorderly, occasionally mixed with scolding.

Liu Yanhuan frowned, and said into the microphone: "Wait for me." Then she walked towards the gate.

Opening the door, Liu Yanhuan watched three men in standard uniform standing outside the door with their hips akimbo, and when he came out, he spit out the cigarette from his mouth with a bah.

"You are Liu Yanhuan?" The fat man in the lead looked him up and down, his eyes were dark, making him very uncomfortable.

"I am." Liu Yanhuan vaguely guessed the identity of the visitor.

Sure enough, the fat man in front of him immediately said with a ferocious face: "The daughter of the Ding family died in the mansion, and the Ding family reported the case. Now you have an indelible suspicion. If you are sensible, follow us obediently."

"What?" There was a sneer on the corner of Liu Yanhuan's lips: "Why do you say I'm suspicious?"

"Stop talking nonsense, our officer has his reasons for arresting people." Seeing Liu Yanhuan's non-cooperation, the two police officers behind the fat man also shouted loudly.

Seeing Liu Yanhuan standing still, the fat officer waved his hand, and the two followers behind him stepped forward and pressed Liu Yanhuan's arm without any explanation.

"I've said it a long time ago, don't toast and don't eat fine wine, Young Master Liu." As he spoke, the fat officer took out a white silk handkerchief from his pocket, and wiped his hands seriously.

Seeing that she couldn't break free, Liu Yanhuan thought of the phone that was still hanging on the sideline, so she made a plan and said loudly on purpose: "It's fine if you want me to go back to the arresting room with you, but don't regret it when you look back."

"Regret?" The fat man seemed to have heard the very funny words, "When you enter that door, you have to listen to me. If you don't cooperate, I'm afraid you will suffer." He said, using his fat palm , and went to slap Liu Yanhuan in the face.

Liu Yanhuan tilted her head and avoided it.

The fat man didn't care about it either, he just smiled eccentrically and said, "Yo, it's still a tough bone, it depends on whether you can still have the backbone you have now after getting in!"

Liu Yanhuan was escorted into the car in this way.

When he got into the car, his hands were still locked and he couldn't move. Two attendants watched him from left to right, making it difficult for him to even turn his head.

After finally reaching the place, Liu Yanhuan was rudely kicked out of the car again.After getting out of the car, Liu Yanhuan felt a burst of damp air coming from the pavement.

In front of him is a stone cave that looks a bit like a modern train tunnel.

Different from the tunnel, the entrance of this cave is a rusted iron door.A plaque hung crookedly on the top of the iron gate, with five large characters written on it: Mingcha Patrol Room.

Liu Yanhuan raised her eyebrows, and the fat man sneered, "Put him in!"

The moment he entered the door, Liu Yanhuan smelled a damp and musty smell, dark, cramped, and dirty. Until now, Liu Yanhuan didn't know what it was like when all these adjectives came together.

He was randomly pushed into a cell, and before he could speak, the person locked the cell door.

Only now did Liu Yanhuan have time to take a good look at the surrounding situation.

Apart from him, there are several other people in this cell. The way they stare at him now is like a nest of gamecocks staring at an uninvited guest.

Liu Yanhuan's eyes swept over them, and there was a burly man sitting on the far left, staring at him sullenly.Beside the big man, there was also a thin and thin man. Unlike the big man's dark eyes, he looked at Liu Yanhuan with a trace of hostility and guard.

Seeing Liu Yanhuan looking towards him, he deliberately leaned on the big man's arm.

A bunch of people sat behind the big man.

And in this prison cell, there is only one bed, which is under the buttocks of the big man and the thin man.

Liu Yanhuan saw the situation clearly, and squatted down in a corner by the door.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he squatted down, someone immediately walked towards him and wanted to untie his obscene pants in front of him: "Go away, you are blocking the way of the master, this is the place where the master pees!"

Liu Yanhuan stood up, glanced at the man in front of him with a half-smile, and asked suspiciously, "Where is it?"

"Nonsense, under your feet!"

"Oh." Liu Yanhuan responded with a sudden realization, but kicked up the man's genitals with lightning speed.

"Hey!" The man screamed, bent over to cover Zisungen, the pain was so painful that he couldn't even straighten up.

"Grandson! Grandson! What are you doing, are you okay?" Seeing the man squatting down, three or two people ran over to see his injuries.Seeing that Sun Xiang's face turned pale from the pain, those who were close to Sun Xiang looked at Liu Yanhuan even more unkindly.

One person walked directly towards Liu Yanhuan: "If it's a man, it's a one-on-one fight. What's the real ability to sneak attack." He raised his fist as he spoke.

I didn't want to but was stopped by someone: "Lei Zi, you have three months to go out, why bother to make trouble at this juncture?"

The man named Lei Zi let go of his hand as if he had just woken up from a dream.

Liu Yanhuan turned around, and saw the big man in the lead, holding a small stone, scratching something on the ground.

Lei Zi calmed down, nodded respectfully to the big man, and said, "Brother Li, I can't stand his arrogance. He hurt his grandson's roots as soon as he came, that's enough."

The big man named Li Ge raised his head: "An arrogant person naturally has the capital to be arrogant, such as... his face."

As soon as these words came out, the skinny man next to Brother Li became unhappy, and said in a low voice: "Brother Li, are you looking for a newcomer?"

So many things happened just now, Liu Yanhuan was still very calm, but this coquettish remark gave him goosebumps all over his body.

He walked in Ligo's direction until he came to Ligo's side.

"Yo, I thought that with your temperament, you can't look down on me. What's the matter, do you want to promise yourself?"

Liu Yanhuan ignored his nasty words, raised her finger and pointed to the bedding under his crotch: "Is there another bed?"

As soon as the words fell, everyone in the room laughed.

"No, it's just this bed. If you want to cover yourself with a quilt, you can sleep with Brother Li." People around were booing, but Liu Yanhuan remained calm.

He glanced at the messy lines drawn under Li Ge's hands, and he sensed something sensitively.

"Are you bored?" Liu Yanhuan asked.

"Huh?" Brother Li chewed on the grass stalk, and it took him a long time to realize what Liu Yanhuan said.But in an instant, he spit out the straw in his mouth: "Nonsense, if you stay here for so long, you will almost go moldy."

Liu Yanhuan stretched out her hand to him: "Give me the stone."

Li Ge handed him the small stone in his hand with half-belief.

Liu Yanhuan brushed something like a chessboard on the ground.

Brother Li frowned when he saw it: "What is this, a chess board? I can't play chess."

"It's not Go." Liu Yanhuan finished drawing the last kong, "I'll teach you a new game called backgammon."

As a result, a group of boring people actually gathered around.

But after they learned how to play, they couldn't beat Liu Yanhuan no matter what.

Whenever Liu Yanhuan's four sons were connected together, the others became the victims of their head and neck.

Liu Yanhuan won three games in a row, almost invincible all over the world.

In the end, a group of people went to study on their own, and the bed was taken by Liu Yanhuan.

Liu Yanhuan yawned, and just about to squint for a while, he heard hearty laughter from the next door.

He looked up and saw an old man sitting in the next cell.

What surprised him even more was that the cell next door was a single cell, and the conditions of treatment were much better than those here.

"Boy, let's play the next game." The old man said.

Liu Yanhuan drew the chessboard on the ground again, and this time Liu Yanhuan found that every move he made was being pestered to death by the old man.

Liu Yanhuan supported his forehead and said, "If you're like this, we can't win. This is a way to hurt both sides."

The old man smiled and said: "I never thought of beating you in this chess game. The people in this room, including me, will definitely not be able to beat you in this chess game."

"But if they beat you up, you are absolutely powerless to fight back. Young man, since you just entered the door, you have been looking for ways to protect yourself, and it is obvious that you have succeeded."

After the old man said this, everyone in the room fell silent.

Li Ge, who was the leader, turned his head to look at the old man in the next cell, and called out respectfully, "Master Qi."

"Young man, you are very promising." Qi Hong glanced at Liu Yanhuan, "If those cell bosses make things difficult for you later, you might as well report my father's name, my name will always protect you for a while. "

But he said that those cell bosses stayed outside for a while, thinking that Liu Yanhuan would be beaten up in the cell, but unexpectedly, they were beaten in the face by reality, and Liu Yanhuan was fine.

Now the Fat Patrolman couldn't sit still anymore, he opened the cell door and shouted: "Liu Yanhuan, come out and have a routine questioning."

Liu Yanhuan stood up calmly.

"Ding Weishi was killed by you?"

"Killed? Why are you so sure that she was killed?"

"The autopsy results showed that Ding Weishi died of poisoning."

"Then maybe she died by taking poison herself?"

"How is it possible!" Fat Patrolman became emotional, "Her husband Li Jue is still lying in the hospital, and her new book has just been published. How can a normal person seek death at this time?"

"Then why do you think that I have something to do with Ding Weishi's death?"

"Hmph, you really don't cry when you see the coffin." Fat Patrolman took a new book from the side, "This is the new work of Ding Weishi published by Chongwen Publishing Co. Ding Weishi wrote you a message on the title page.

Liu Yanhuan took the book, only to see a line written on the title page: "Young Master Liu, I'm sorry for causing trouble to you these days. I have nothing else in this life but to give you this work."

Liu Yanhuan looked at the beautiful handwriting, and remembered that things are right and people are different, and that this person has passed away, so he felt quite uncomfortable.

"What does this mean?"

Fat Patrolman looked at Liu Yanhuan's sinking face triumphantly: "It's not easy, it means that there is a conflict between you and the daughter of the Ding family, otherwise how could she apologize to you, and you still refused to let it go, so you simply poisoned me her."