1 The Birth of a Fragrance Genius

"Dear little apprentice, I have two pieces of good news for you. Which one do you want to hear first?"

"Teacher, you are really naughty."

Bailu smiled and looked at Gutt in front of her. Her teacher was also a senior fragrance master who had been in the fragrance industry for over thirty years.

Her chest was burning up and her heart was beating violently. Bailu felt that her life was about to change!

Ten minutes ago, in a simple and low-key studio, Gutt shook a slender glass bottle, and a faint fragrance filled the air.

"Dear Bailu, your perfume is simply not at the level of an apprentice!"

The cold and hot collision of citrus and cumin was like sharp thorns. At the same time, it highlighted the tenderness of the Bulgarian rose as the main theme. The steady strength of ebony made the outline of the rose even thicker.

The fragrance was like a young girl wearing a soft, silky skirt made out of rose petals that had jumped out of nowhere. Her cheeks were flushed, and she was blushing because of her first love.

What he was admiring at that moment was apprentice Bailu's first perfume, 'First Love'.

The nervous young woman revealed a reassuring smile. "It's all thanks to Teacher Gutt's unrestrained attitude and willingness to take me in as an apprentice that I was able to embark on the path of fragrance-making."

Although she had a superior sense of smell and innate talent, fragrance-making was an elite profession among the minority. She originally did not have the chance to even enter the industry.

Gutt put down the bottle and said, "It's more like I have picked up a rare genius!"

Gutt took out an engagement letter that he had long prepared. 

"Congratulations on becoming an official fragrance-making master under my brand."

One had to know that other apprentices had to devote themselves to training for at least seven to eight years. They had to be at least thirty years old before they could become an official perfumer under a famous brand. On the other hand, Bailu was only twenty-three years old!

Plus, the unexpected surprise did not stop there. Gutt raised his phone to show the conversation he had with the brand owner.

"Secondly, I've decided to recommend it to the boss and the marketing department to let it go on the market!"

It was unheard of for a newcomer's perfume to be listed!

In the past, when a perfume was listed, it had to go through a complicated process and various evaluations. However, Bailu had actually received Gutt's personal recommendation!

Nevertheless, the brand was naturally not up to Gutt alone. As a businessman, the boss needed to bypass the gorgeous scent of the perfume and observe the benefits it could bring.

Therefore, Bailu's work was naturally the most severe challenge.

Under the boss's careful consideration, the bottle of perfume called 'First Love' was sent to Jiang Shaomin by his assistant.

When the staff heard Jiang Shaomin's name, they were all shocked. It was as if they had heard the name of a devil. They could not help but repeat it a few times.

As the heir of an ancient family, Jiang Shaomin had many estates and manors under his name. With his sharp business instincts, he became the weathervane for the investment industry. He was a shining star in the business world.

He loved perfume and had a unique insight. He even introduced the famous Aroman perfume brand in the industry.

Over time, he became the standard of the perfume industry.

The perfume that could get his praise would quickly be sought after by consumers and become the darling of sales.

For him to evaluate a newcomer's perfume was absolutely a waste of talent.

Therefore, Bailu's 'First Love' was not presented to him at the beginning. Instead, it was placed on the shelf in his office like a common company product, unremarkable.

After dealing with his busy business, Jiang Shaomin rubbed the space between his eyebrows. He sat on the boss's chair.

Suddenly, he was attracted by an unfamiliar fragrance.

His sense of smell was sharp, and he could identify the perfume that everyone used. However, this particular scent was definitely not from his side, nor did it come from any product under the Aroman brand. 

He did not dislike it. Instead, a sense of curiosity arose in him. He found the source of the smell and took a deep breath. His imagination ran wild.

In front of him appeared a young girl who had just run out from the rose field. She had a warm smile on her face, and the corners of her skirt were fluttering with fresh dewdrops. She was fresh and lovely.

On the other hand, the faint astringent taste of citrus was full of vigorous vitality.

Unlike the sweet scents of all the roses in the market, the perfumer who designed it must have understood that bitterness was the best sublimation of sweetness.

Jiang Shaomin could not wait to find out whether the perfumer was also such a rose. She had dangerous thorns, experienced pain, and had finally bloomed into a charming and beautiful flower.