He fell in love with the brain in the revenge script

Pamdow, Ponzi.

It is a domestic brand founded by Pang Minde. It started with textiles and has developed to today, with products in three categories: ready-made clothing, accessories, and perfumes, makeup/skin care products.

On the third Sunday of this month, Pamdow held a scent testing party for new fragrances at the Expo.

Regarding this fragrance testing session, there was a lot of praise online.

[Recommended Orange Beauty!Floral fragrance, base note is Sicilian orange, suitable for girls of all ages]

[Real review: Except for Tangerine Beauty, the other fragrances are very similar to last year’s new fall fragrances, with no success or breakthrough.Only recommend Orange Beauty]

【Orange beauty, it really pokes me too much】

【Orange beauty! ! !Give them all to me]

[Pamdow finally got its chance and released a perfume that works]

[This time I tried the fragrance too hastily. Is it because Wudu’s new product is about to be released? I want to build momentum for myself before others do.]

[I’ve never bought a midday ferry, it’s too expensive]

[I am a poor person and can only use Pamdow. When will the new fragrance be launched? 】

Official reply: Soon, it will be available for sale once the packaging is finalized.

Wudu and Pamdow are in a competitive relationship, but their customer groups are different. In layman's terms, Wudu is more expensive.

While competitors were frantically promoting their new products, Xie Shang was teaching Wen Changling how to make scented candles at home.

"The temperature of the melted wax bowl is very high, so be careful not to get burned when you stir it."

"Oh." Wen Changling held the stirring spoon and stirred the wax oil clockwise.

Xie Shang's cell phone rang.

"I'm going out to answer the phone."

"Oh."

Wen Changling stared at the wax oil and stirred it very attentively.

Xie Shang was still afraid that she would get burned, so he took the gloves over and said, "You'd better put them on."

Wen Changling put on gloves.

Xie Shang then went out with confidence and walked to the courtyard. From where he stood, he could see Wen Changling in the teahouse.

The call was from He Dongzhou.

"I went to Pamdow's fragrance test last night, and the Orange Beauty they recommend smells almost the same as our Lishan."

Xie Shang said: "I know."

"You know?" He Dongzhou understood immediately, "Did you do it on purpose?"

"Ah."

He Dongzhou spent a lot of money on the security system of the R&D room. If he didn't deliberately disclose the formula, it would be impossible to steal it easily.

He Dongzhou didn't know what Xie Shang was doing: "When did you start planning?"

The Pang family's main business happened to be Xie Shang's. The hunting game began when they learned that Wen Changling's next target was Pang Shifang.

"Dongzhou, this plan is related to my personal affairs. If it causes financial losses to Wudu, I will bear it personally."

It's not about money.

He Dongzhou asked: "Is it a private matter related to Wen Changling?"

"Yes."

"Then you can figure it out, don't worry about me."

He Dongzhou knew very well what kind of temper Xie Shang had, and he would not make a loss-making business.

After talking to He Dongzhou, Xie Shang answered another phone call.

The person on the other end of the phone said, "Miss Pang has already taken action."

"When the time is right, give it a push."

On the night of the music festival, Wen Changling met Miss Pang's third daughter.

Xie Shang knew it.

When he returned to the tea room, the soy wax had completely melted, and Wen Changling was measuring the temperature with a thermometer gun.

She is serious and presentable in everything she does.

When Xie Shang came over, she immediately asked: "Do I have to wait until [-] degrees to add essential oil?"

She had already mixed the essential oils and chose the one that smelled like cedar.

Xie Shang stood behind her, held her hand, and moved closer with a thermometer gun: "The flash points of fragrance essential oils are different, and the suitable wax oil temperatures are also different. The essential oil you picked is [-] degrees. The most suitable."

“What is Flashpoint?”

"To put it in layman's terms, it's the temperature at which perfume can catch fire or change its ingredients." Before the temperature of the wax oil dropped, Xie Shang took the cup that Wen Changling had selected and said, "The temperature for adding fragrance should be slightly lower than that of essential oils." The flash point is to prevent volatilization due to too high temperature during the production process, but it should not be too low. If the temperature of the wax liquid is not high enough, the essential oil will not merge with the wax liquid and will settle to the bottom of the cup, resulting in uneven smell.”

Wen Changling leaned over to see Mr. Xie applying candle wick glue and said sincerely, "You know a lot."

"I'm in this business."

Oh.

Still know a lot, so awesome.The scented candle I made in the morning was used by Wen Changling in the evening. It smelled like a slightly acidic sandalwood scent, which was relatively light woody and not pungent.The smell seemed familiar to Wen Changling, like some kind of evergreen tree she had smelled on the back hill of Baitao Village when she was a child. It reminded her of the winter in Feng Town in her memory.

She was in a daze.

The phone rang and the number was a series of digits.

Wen Changling installed a program on Fu Ying's mobile phone. When they contact her, the number will be randomly generated and the location will change.

"Pang Shifang is looking for someone recently."

Wen Changling guessed: "Is it Dong Wanlong?"

"Yes, Dong Wanlong."

Wen Changling knew this name: "Miss Pang told me that Pang Shifang transferred a sum of money to Dong Wanlong two years ago."

Pang Shifang's father, Pang Yuanzong, had many lovers, and Pang Zijin's biological mother was one of them.Pang Zijin was brought back to the Pang family when he was eight years old. He was sent abroad by Pang Yuanzong's wife (Pang Shifang's mother) when he was 14 years old. He came back two years ago and currently holds a casual position in Pamdow.

"This Dong Wanlong probably knows something." Pang Shifang should have already known that he was the next target. At this juncture, Wen Changling felt that the person he could bother to find must have a lot to offer.

"It should be related to his father-in-law's escape."

Fu Ying has always been suspicious of this matter.

Four years ago, just after Pang Shifang's father-in-law Gan Lishu was convicted of drunk driving causing death, Pang Shifang married Gan Lishu's daughter Gan Xiaoping.

This Dong Wanlong is very likely to know the secret.

"Pang Shifang is already suspicious of me." Fu Ying said, "He is now investigating the affairs of the people in front of him. You probably won't be able to hide them for too long."

Zhou Sheng went in because of Fu Ying, and Pang Shifang's first suspicion was Fu Ying.

"Three of his companions went in, so it was only to be expected that he would become suspicious."

Fu Ying warned: "He is a dog that has been forced into a corner now. He will do anything in a hurry. He may bite people randomly. You have to be careful."

"I will be careful, and so will you." The flame of the candle burned too high. Wen Changling used scissors to indicate the angle. After finding the right angle, he sharply cut off the excess candle wick. "It doesn't matter if he bites people randomly, the more anxious he is." , the easier it is to make mistakes.”

After hanging up the phone, Wen Changling went to open the window.

The candle is very resistant to burning, and it took so long to burn out a pit.

Someone knocked on the door.

"Long age."

Wen Changling put on a coat over her pajamas: "Come in."

The door is still unlocked.

Xie Shang pushed the door open and came in, leaving the door ajar.

"It's so late, what's the matter?"

"I have something to tell you." Xie Shang's hair was not dry yet and he had just finished washing. "I will be very busy recently and won't have time to take you to and from get off work."

"I can take a taxi myself."

"I found a driver for you." It's not just a driver either.

Wen Changling looked surprised: "No need, I'm just a nurse, and I have a driver for work. It's strange." Xie Shang didn't have a driver himself.

He is not a very particular person and does not like to change cars frequently.

Wen Changling's outlook on consumption is even more unpretentious. She recently wanted to buy an electric car.

"I have already requested it, and the money cannot be refunded."

Wen Changling said to Xie Shang: "You have a lot of money."

"If you don't get off work on time, I won't trust you to take a taxi at night, even if you have a driver to pick you up."

"alright."

Xie Shang sat down and pulled Wen Changling to his side. He didn't say anything else or do anything else. He just put his arm around Wen Changling and wasted the night.

Scented candles burned from a small pit into a small pool of wax oil.

The candle wick grew longer again, the flame jumped very high, and the firelight danced around the shadow of the person in the eyes.Xie Shang has been more clingy than before in the past two days. He always looks at Wen Changling with a nostalgic look, with an uneasiness that she can't understand, but she is right in front of him, why is he uneasy?

"Thank you Shang." Wen Changling said, "I'm going to bed."

"Ah."

Xie Shang didn't let go, raised his head, and his chin accidentally touched Wen Changling's abdomen.

She was a little itchy and hid: "Xingxing, I'm going to sleep."

Xie Shang extinguished the candle with a candle extinguisher. A faint wisp of smoke dispersed. He wiped the candle extinguisher clean and placed it in place: "It's not good to sleep with a candle lit." He stood up and said, "Good night."

After Xie Shang left, Wen Changling turned off the lights and went to sleep.

She lay down, closed her eyes, and whispered softly: "Thank you Shang."

She had promised Xie Shang before that she would call his name before going to bed, and she also wanted to know if she could form a habit in 21 days.

Five days have passed since the 21st.

Sorry to keep you waiting, sorry.

There may be a second update. It depends on whether I can finish it before midnight. If I haven’t finished it, I’ll save it for tomorrow’s update at [-] o’clock in the morning.