Chapter 57
Billionaire’s Sweet Wife
âReally?â Mike raised an eyebrow and did not make any further comment.
âAs you know, the slightest difference in the ingredients used in perfumery can make a huge difference.
Seraphina did something to the formula, and she even had her assistant change the formula secretly.
Iâm not feeling well lately, so I didnât realize what they were doing. Mr. Larson, we really need your help, Vivian continued in a quivering voice as if she was about to cry.
O Vivian looked so innocent and pitiable.
Mike gazed at Vivianâs face and tapped his finger on the table lightly. Vivian could not see through Mikeâs thoughts.
Julian came back to his senses and hurriedly said, âYes! Mr. Larson, Vivi has been working so hard lately that she is sick, and Seraphina is taking advantage of this to do her evil deeds. The factory has had a lot of orders lately. If we canât deliver because of this, our company is in jeopardy!â
Finally, Mike wiped his mouth and said, âOkay. Letâs go to the lab and take a look!â
His reply made Julian and Vivian secretly breathe a sigh of relief.
Since Mikeâs attitude had softened, Julian and Vivian believed that he would probably help them.
As soon as possible, Julian got up to pay the bill and drove straight to the lab.
These days, the staff spent almost all their time in the lab. Actually, they were capable, but it was really difficult to differentiate the nuances of the ingredients and make the same perfume.
A layman might not care or could not distinguish the nuances of perfume flavor, but those who used perfume regularly or perfume lovers were keen and sensitive to the flavor.
Julian didnât want to ruin the reputation of the perfume brand.
Prosperian Company wasnât steady enough to take such a hit.
Julian, Vivian, and Mike went into each lab to check but as expected, no one made any progress.
When they entered the next lab, there was no one in the room.
âWhere is Emily?â Vivian pointed to the laboratory and asked angrily.
07:50 Thu, 1 Feb M Î âEmily⦠She said she was too tired, so she went home to have a rest,â another employee replied cautiously.
âWhat? Everyoneâs working hard to save the company, but she went home to rest? Does that make sense?â Vivian raged.
Julian said calmly, âCalm down. If she is so irresponsible, we can just fire her. Itâs a minor issue, so we can discuss it later!â
After saying that, Julian turned to look at the person beside him and said with a smile, âMr. Larson, in that case, how about just using this lab?*
Mike didnât answer and went straight in.
âWhere are the essential oils?â Mike looked around and asked.
Julian hurriedly waved to his assistant and called out, âHurry up! Essential oil!â
Soon, his assistant brought it over and sent it directly to Mike.
Mike asked again, âAnd the formula?â
Someone immediately handed the formula to Mike as well as the finished perfume and some other finished products that had been produced earlier.
Expressionless, Mike leaned forward to sniff the essential oils, frowned, and checked. the formula.
Then, he chuckled, âA little trick!â
Mikeâs voice was not loud, but Julian heard it anyway. He exclaimed, âMr. Larson, did you figure out how to adjust the formula?â
âAdjust? No, this formula needs no adjustment. After all⦠Itâs not this formula,â Mike snorted, waved his hand, and threw the paper with the formula on it to the ground.
âItâs not this formula?â Julian called out.
Julian and everyone present were shocked.
âNo way! We have tried it many ti and the smell is very similar with only slight differences. If it wasnât for this formula, how could they smell so similar?â someone questioned.
Even though Mike was brought in by Mr. Brown, the others in the room didnât know Mike, so they werenât convinced by Mikeâs words.
Mike smiled contemptuously, âIâm right whether you believe it or not!â
Apparently, Mike didnât bother to explain. He was so confident and arrogant.
24 Someone snapped, âMr. Brown, thatâs impossible! Weâve tried so many times. While we havenât solved it yet, weâre certain that only one ingredient in the formula was changed. Weâll find out the result just by making a few more attempts.â
Julian was also confused.
He wondered if Mike was wrong.
âSo it took you guys this long to come up with such a shi tty result? Thatâs ridiculous. Losers are losers.
The fact wonât change no matter how many times you guys try,â Mike sneered pompously.
Mikeâs words annoyed all the staff. They glared at him angrily and shouted, âWhat did you say?â
Julian stopped them and said in a comforting voice, âHey⦠Calm down, guys. The point now is to find out what the problem is. I donât care if the person is Mr. Larson or one of you as long as he or she can make the same essential oil. And I promise you that this person will be generously rewarded!â
Julian said this to appease the staff and to imply to Mike that he would have to solve the problem before being rewarded accordingly.
One of the staff said, âMr. Brown, weâve made a few finished products that are pretty close to the original one. We just more timeâ¦
need a littl Before he could finish his words, Mike handed over a piece of paper while they were talking and said expressionlessly, âFollow this new formula for the perfume.â
Julian took it over in disbelief.
The other staff beside him also looked over curiously to see what was written on the slip of paper.
However, when Julian tried to read it, he was stunned. He asked hesitantly, âUh⦠This is written in?â
Putting down the pen, Mike clapped his hands and said nonchalantly, âEdoeldian. Iâm not used to your language and I donât know how to write in it. You can find a translator to translate what I wrote. Thatâs it.â
After saying that, Mike walked to Julian, stood still, and asked impatiently, âCan we go back to the hotel? Iâm tired.â
âYes, of course. Butâ¦â stammered Julian, who pinched the piece of paper carefully with. a puzzled look on his face. He had some knowledge of Edoeldian, but he didnât know if this formula would work.
Chaquer St After all, the lab staff had worked on this for a long time. Conversely, Mike snapped that this formula was the right one without trying.
But anyway, Julian wouldnât be so stu pid as to question the man he brought along in front of so many of his employees. He folded up the formula, put it in his pocket, and said in a serious voice, âWell, since Mr. Larson says it works, it will. Youâve all worked hard these past few days. Go home and have a good rest. Also, get me a professional Edoeldian translator as soon as possible!â
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