Chapter 301 - 301: 290 Unique in the world, doesn't even qualify to meet [3 updates]
Chapter 301: 290 Unique in the world, doesn’t even qualify to meet [3 updates]
Fu Mingcheng searched his heart and knew he truly had no liking for Fu Yunshen.
Old Master Fu’s favoritism was known to the entire Shanghai City.
Let alone Fu Yichen, even to this day, Fu Mingcheng couldn’t understand why, despite the scandal that erupted twenty years ago, Old Master Fu was still so good to Fu Yunshen.
Fu Mingcheng glanced at the time and saw that he had ten minutes before he was to meet with Manager Biman, so he decided to head out.
Fu Yunshen walked straight towards the elevator without glancing to either side.
Fu Mingcheng’s frown deepened, and he called out, “Fu Yunshen.”
Fu Yunshen’s steps halted, he stopped and turned his head slightly.
His pupils were a light amber, and with the sunlight shining down, they lost their usual laziness, gaining a touch of chillness instead.
Fu Mingcheng quickened his pace and lowered his voice, “Can’t you do something serious for once? Your grandfather has such high hopes for you, yet all you do is play around all day. Doesn’t that chill his heart?”
Old Master Fu was, frankly, too indulgent with Fu Yunshen.
Although the Fu family didn’t have a General’s Background, Old Master Fu came from a military background and was very strict and demanding in all things.
Fu Mingcheng and his brothers and sisters all received an elite education from a young age.
There was a reason the Fu family had maintained its position at the forefront of the Four major noble families all this time.
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It’s a pity that a Fu Yunshen had come out of the Fu family.
Fu Yunshen, with one hand in his pocket, nodded slightly, “For grandfather’s sake, I’ll listen to what you have to say.”
“You—” Fu Mingcheng choked on his words, and decided to get straight to the point, “Did you know that your grandfather wants to give you Imperial Fragrance House?”
“You don’t understand perfumery, much less perfume. If it’s just for the money, I can sign a contract with you. Later, you give me Imperial Fragrance House, and I’ll give you 2% of the shares of Fu Corporation. You can keep getting money. But if Imperial Fragrance House falls into your hands, what can you do? Won’t you just squander it away?”
Fu Mingcheng shook his head and said coldly, “Imperial Fragrance House is a hundred-year foundation of the Fu family. If you squander it all, how will you face your grandfather?”
The perfumers who designed the new balm and perfumes for Imperial Fragrance House were hired by him.
If it weren’t so, Imperial Fragrance House wouldn’t even be noticed by Biman.
He couldn’t just let Fu Yunshen have all the benefits.
Fu Yunshen curved his lips, returning to his casual demeanor, “Done talking?”
Fu Mingcheng’s expression darkened, “You’re unwilling?”
As he spoke, he glanced at the time again, “I don’t have time to talk to you anymore. I’m off to meet with Biman’s manager. If you truly care about what your grandfather thinks, find a job and stop loafing around all day.”
Having said his piece, Fu Mingcheng couldn’t bother with Fu Yunshen any longer and headed back to Biman’s physical store.
Fu Yunshen slowly raised his eyes and looked at the sign above the store that read “Biman,” as if deep in thought.
He turned and continued to take the elevator.
Last month, Fu Yunshen had Biman’s headquarters specifically make a unique perfume for him.
One of a kind in the world.
He planned to give it to the little one in their family.
Although Biman was a major brand in cosmetics of the O region, what it really focused on was cosmeceuticals.
Different types of perfumes had different functions.
Even the most common kinds could nourish the skin.
This was why Biman led the world’s perfume trends.
In Old Master Fu’s study and bedroom, there were also balms produced by Biman.
Fu Yunshen lowered his eyes, watching the changing numbers on the elevator screen, and then his lips curved.
After all, the little one in their family did indeed sometimes fail to take good care of her body, so giving her a perfume that could strengthen and benefit her health was an excellent choice.
**
On the other hand,
after Fu Mingcheng met with Biman’s manager, the two went to the office inside the store.
Fu Mingcheng was very courteous toward the manager and even showed extra respect, “Take a look, these are the new perfume and balm developed by Imperial Fragrance House.”
He took a small bottle and a round box out of his briefcase.
The manager took them, smelled them, and ran them through a machine beside him for testing.
Fu Mingcheng watched his actions, his Adam’s apple bobbing nervously, “What do you think?”
“Excellent craftsmanship from a hundred-year-old perfumery,” the manager responded with a smile, handing the bottle and box back to Fu Mingcheng. “Congratulations, Mr. Fu. You have passed the preliminary tests. As to whether a final partnership can be reached, we’ll need another half a month.”
“Biman will choose the best option among the four companies, so please prepare yourself further.”
Fu Mingcheng breathed a sigh of relief and nodded, “I understand.”
After a moment’s thought, he asked, “I heard from the staff outside just now that the Chief Executive is coming today. Do I have the honor to meet them?”
Biman was already an entity he looked up to, to say nothing of the entire Venus Group.
“The Chief Executive?” The manager was taken aback, then quickly realized, “Why would the Chief Executive come to the store directly? He should be upstairs, received by specific personnel.”
“Moreover, if the Chief Executive did come to the store, they wouldn’t announce it. They might even pose as a customer to make purchases.”
Laughing with a shake of his head, the manager added, “That’s why those folks outside get so nervous. What if one of the customers they’re serving happens to be the Chief Executive?”
The Biman Shanghai City branch had also received word from headquarters that the Chief Executive of Venus Group needed a custom made perfume.
He happened to be in Shanghai City, so he came to pick it up.
Only a person dispatched by Biman’s Oceania headquarters could receive an Executive Director.
As a mere store manager from the Asia-Pacific Region, he didn’t even qualify to meet the Executive Director.
Fu Mingcheng’s expression stiffened, and after a long pause, he managed to squeeze out a smile, “I see, I thought I might have the chance to meet the Executive Director, I was thinking too much.”
“It’s not impossible.” The manager stood up and escorted him out, saying, “Biman is highly valued by the head corporation. If your company does end up collaborating with Biman, I’m sure the Chief Executive will come to inspect personally.”
**
Aboard the Maserati.
Ying Zijin leaned against the seat back and waited for fifteen minutes before Fu Yunshen returned.
He also carried a delicate gift bag in his hand.
Ying Zijin turned her head and saw the word “Biman” on it.
She knew of the Biman company.
The very first day she met Xiu Yu, Xiu Yu had thoroughly introduced her to this beauty and fragrance brand.
Biman released a limited-edition perfume every month.
This kind of limited edition was sold worldwide, but only 5,000 units at a time.
It was not something one could obtain simply with quick hands or money, as Xiu Yu had complained to her for a long time.
“Gifts should be reciprocated.” Fu Yunshen opened the car door, “Kid, take this.”
Ying Zijin accepted it and took out a box from the gift bag, opening it.
Inside the box were eight different perfumes, each one distinct.
Her eyes flickered.
Due to her original profession, she was particularly sensitive to medicinal herbs with her nose.
Just by smelling, Ying Zijin could tell that these perfumes contained very rare medicinal herbs, highly beneficial to the body.
Even Biman couldn’t possibly produce these eight perfumes in large quantities.
They could only be custom-made.
And those rare medicinal herbs were not easy to find.
Ying Zijin sighed softly and put the box away.
She looked at the greenery outside the window and after a few seconds, suddenly said, “Brother, have you ever thought that birth, aging, sickness, and death are all part of life?”
Upon hearing this, Fu Yunshen’s peach blossom eyes gradually lost their smile, and he fell silent.
He knew what Ying Zijin was referring to; he too had noticed that Old Master Fu’s mental state had not been good lately.
This decline was not due to ill health.
Fu Yunshen couldn’t quite describe what he felt.
But he could sense that Old Master Fu was drifting further and further away from him.
Because of this, he had called back Yun Wu from outside and had Yun Wu and Yun Shan secretly protect Old Master Fu.
Fu Yunshen knew that the Fu Family indeed couldn’t wait for Old Master Fu to be gone, but if anyone dared to play any dirty tricks, they wouldn’t dare.
“Perhaps such a day will come,” Fu Yunshen said with a smile, speaking softly, “but I hope it will be later rather than sooner.”
Even though he had been prepared for this years ago.
However, being prepared and being able to accept are two different things.
Fu Yunshen didn’t say anything more and started the car.
**
In the evening, at the Fu Family home.
Fu Mingcheng was still busy with the collaboration between Imperial Fragrance House and Biman, and Madam Fu returned home.
She had gone out to have tea with other Noble Ladies today.
Although Madam Fu did not work, this sort of networking was equally important.
Madam Fu took off her coat and came over, her voice gentle, “Mingcheng, did it go well today?”
“Quite well,” Fu Mingcheng said with a rare smile, “Biman was very satisfied with our products. We just have to wait for the final inspection now, and I’m confident that Imperial Fragrance House will be the last one standing.”
“That’s good to hear,” Madam Fu nodded and smiled, “finally some good news.”
However, Fu Mingcheng’s expression darkened slightly, “But I ran into that brat again today. I spoke to him kindly and yet he still acted like a spoiled rich kid, completely unappreciative.”
“Yunshen doesn’t want to give Imperial Fragrance House to you?” Madam Fu sighed, “Let it be, we’ll talk about it later. Old Master is still in good health; we mustn’t be too ruthless in our actions.”
Fu Mingcheng was about to say something when his phone rang.
The ringtone was piercing, as if urging something.
Fu Mingcheng, impatient and without checking the caller ID, answered, “Hello?”
After just a sentence, his face changed.
Madam Fu noticed his expression and immediately had a bad feeling, “What’s wrong?”
“Dad is in the hospital,” Fu Mingcheng put down the phone and quickly started to get dressed, “Quick, prepare the car!”