Mr. Fang's Feisty Mistress

Inside the factory, the manager led them to the station where the perfumes were packed.

Because of the strong scent coming from the building as a result of what was being produced, almost everyone had a scented smell with them.

Normally, Fang Bingwen would have been irritated, but fortunately, his nose already had a protective gear.

Also, he had taken his pills immediately he climbed into the car at the underground parking lot of his company, if not, things wouldn't have been easy for him.

A simple nose mask would have been no where near masking the fragrance from the building, and stopping his nose from inhaling them.

The manager's mouth was busy with the supervisors chipping in a few passing words on their way, as Fang Bingwen listened attentively.

Coming into a cool and dry room, the new bottled perfume came to light.

Having no need to pay close attention to them anymore, Fang Bingwen's gaze went straight for the bottles.

Bolin who was standing by his side, walked over to the table where the bottles were lined up to pick up two bottles before going back to his Boss's side to hand them over.

Slipping his hands out from his pants, Fang Bingwen took both packaged bottles from his hand as he fixed a scrutinizing gaze on them.

The packaged perfume bottles were in a creamy yellow-coloured packet shaped in a square.

On the body, the brand name was written in clear bold prints below, with the name of the perfume written on the upper part, but because Fang Bingwen's hands shielded them, the word wasn't clear.

Without wasting time, He handed one of the bottles back to Bolin after confirming that both items in his hands were similar.

Next, he went on to removed the bottle from it's packet, revealing it's beauty and delicateness at the same time.

The round-shaped perfume bottle was transparent, which revealed the pale yellow liquid infused inside.

On the bottle, a silver colour used on the letters intricated on the body which says, Black L'Intense.

Fang Bingwen turned the bottle to glance at the back before turning the wordings on it to face him as everyone watched on.

"I thought I would change my mind on the bottle design, but it turns out that I still like it since the first sample was made." Fang Bingwen said to them as his gaze glanced through their faces.

"Hahahaha..." The manager and the supervisors with Jim in the room, all chuckled heartily.

"Mr. Fang, we trust your judgement and the decisions you took concerning Black L'Intense. Everything is perfect." One of the supervisors said with a fawning smile directed at Fang Bingwen.

Every idea concerning this new scent that was about to be launched, cane from Mr. Fang. Not only did he bring the scent idea, but also the bottle and lable design.

The only thing others did was to follow his instruction and apply the knowledge they have to bring his visions into reality.

"I was bored of the usual shaped perfume bottles used, so I decided to try this one. Fortunately, I still don't regret it." Mr. Fang said as the corners of his lips curled slightly.

He seemed to be satisfied and proud seeing his idea come alive without any problem. He was happy that there was no last minute changes.

"Hahahaha..." The men chuckled heartily and went on to rain praises on him.

By the side, Bolin stood as his eyes darted around with room with a small smile playing at the corners of his lips.

He too was happy with the progress of their hardwork.

They have been working on this new scent for more than 6 months, and finally, the results were here, and it was 100% in order.

Mr. Fang went on to check the perfume scent even though he had tried it several times since the final test was done.

He pulled the nose mask down to his lower jaw before going on to uncap the silver cover of the bottle.

Without wasting time, he pressed the head once, releasing an ounce of the perfume in the air before going on to cap the bottle back.

Two seconds later, the scent of the perfume was inhaled by his nose, as he nodded in satisfaction.

Giving the bottle and the packet to Bolin to package, he said as he faced the manager and the supervisors. "I will take this one with me. You can go ahead and package them."

Slipping his hands into his pants front pockets as his gaze moved amongst them, he continued with a serious expression on his face.

"Since everything is ready, the launching would hold in 2 weeks." He announced.

"That would be great, Mr. Fang, as we can't wait to see your vision go out into the world." The manager said as he clasped his hands together as a glint flashed past his eyes.

After settling things at the factory and chatting a bit more with the supervisors, Mr. Fang checked the cartons where the sealed perfume bottles would be packaged before leaving back to the company.

*******

At Zhang Corp, every worker in each department was very busy with the pile of work swamping around them.

Tungmei who was sitting at one of the cubicles assigned to her and typing furiously on the keyboard with her gaze fixed on the computer screen on her desk, heard her name being called but didn't reply.

"Tungmei. Tungmei!"

It was only when she heard the intensity of the tone that called out to her again, that her fingers flying about on the keyboard, paused.

A deep sigh escaped her lungs as her lashes fluttered lightly.

She was trying to reign in her anger as she pushed her chair aside before standing to her feet.

Just as she turned her body to the left side, she saw one of her colleagues walking towards her with a stack of files in his arms.

Seeing her standing there staring at him with slightly furrowed brows, the main in his 30's came close while berating her a bit.

​ "Have you forgotten to answer your name?"

"I was working on the document you sent to me a while ago. Because it requires maximum concentration, I couldn't answer you immediately." Tungmei explained while still standing at the same spot, refusing to move an inch.

She was already very annoyed that her concentration broke, and her work disrupted, so she didn't care if he saw her as stubborn or negligent.