221: Explosion

Explosion

Not just that, it seemed that the vloggers made a pact to review Green Bamboo, all at the same time.0

"Gosh! I hereby announce that this is the eighth fragrance that I will ever use!"

"Locally-produced, I dare say it's even better than the ones from overseas! Smell it, and you'll fall in love, I bet my head on it!"

"It's neither hot nor cold. The fragrance is especially high-class, and the end notes are perfect. A person like me who doesn't like the scent of bamboo was surprised."

"I'm not paid to say this but Xiang Yun's new perfume series is out of this world!" 

***

The overwhelming praise made Xiang Yun, and all its products, especially Green Bamboo, well-known among the aficionados instantly.

The staff of Melifluo looked at the empty shop, which had been so for the past few days and felt anxious.

In comparison, the store downstairs was always crowded, and many of the perfumes were sold out.

"It can't be that good, right? Isn't it just the smell of bamboo? What's so great about it?"

"Xiang Yun? I've never heard of it before. I bet it's just a marketing gimmick. This advertisement is..."

"Hmph, just you see. After this commotion, the customers will return!"

***

More than a week passed.

The store downstairs was still crowded. And Melifluo which still had a few patrons to begin with, was now completely deserted.

When Tang Rou came over to inspect, she almost thought that she had come to the wrong place.

Was this still her store? Why wasn't there a single person?

"Were you rude to the customers?" Tang Rou harshly reprimanded her staffs.

"No, Ms. Tang. Those customers went downstairs to buy fragrance, and they even said..." the staff didn't dare to continue.

"What else did they say?" Tang Rou's tone was gloomy.

"They also said... that Xiang Yun's fragrance doesn't lose out to big brands. In the past, they just didn't know about this brand, but now that they know about it, they went and bought it as support for local goods," the staff's voice trembled.

Tang Rou's expression suddenly darkened.

A domestic brand? How could it be better than her Melifluo? Something's wrong with their sense of smell! How could they not identify the bad from the good?

Tang Rou was furious, but other than scolding those customers who didn't come to the shop, there was nothing else she could do.

Her perfume had entered the domestic market from abroad, relying on the reputation of the Grand Prix and international fame. In the domestic market, she hadn't actually hired any celebrities to endorse it. Now that Xiang Yun went into intensive advertising and marketing, she could not compete at all.

Yet, Tang Rou was adamant her product was just as good.

It was just a marketing gimmick on the other side.

Driven by her unwillingness and anger, Tang Rou went to the store with contempt.

She was obviously and visibly well-off, so the staff was naturally welcoming, "Miss, what scent of perfume do you like?"

Tang Rou replied, rather rudely, "I've never used any of yours. The bottle looks horrible, a bad design!"

Xiang Yun's popular perfume was ridiculed by Tang Rou. Even though the cashier felt a bit uncomfortable.., but she still maintained the smile on her face, "The bottle is just the package. The content is what's important. We have many. You can slowly choose from them."

Tang Rou pouted and said arrogantly, "I want to try Green Bamboo."

The counter smiled and thought, 'As expected.'

She brandished the bottle of perfume, and dutifully presented it to Tang Rou.

Almost eighty percent of the customers who came to Xiang Yun was here for Green Bamboo. The customer in front of her was no exception.

Tang Rou held the bottle of perfume in disgust and unwillingly gave it a spritz.

A gentle mist floated in the air.

And the fragrance slowly diffused away.

The moment Tang Rou smelled the perfume, the expression of disgust and awkwardness on her face slowly turned into shock.

This smell... impossible!

How could someone create such a smell?

Tang Rou's expression was stiff as she waited for the perfume to diffuse. She stood in front of the counter and didn't seem to know where she was.

The staff looked at Tang Rou's expression and didn't find it strange. After all, most people who had smelled this perfume before had this reaction.

"Miss, how do you feel? Do you like it?" she asked.

Tang Rou finally came back to her senses. Her expression wasn't quite normal. She frantically grabbed the staff's hand and anxiously asked, "Who's the perfumer behind this?"

She didn't believe it. She thought that her master was already the best perfumer in the world, but the perfumer for this perfume was clearly even more terrifying. How could she not know the existence of one such person?

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