Rong Zheng was moved for less than three seconds.

Rong Rong said "Hey", "Brother, before you went to the meeting, you said you had something to give me. Is that to trick me?"

Rong Zheng glanced at Rong Rong lightly.

The little boy has a pretty good memory.

"Come with me."

Rong Zheng walked to a door and pushed open the door of the room.

Rong Rong followed him and said in a serious tone: "Brother, are you going to close the door and beat me?"

Rong Zheng turned around, "Do I need to beat you behind closed doors?"

Rong Rong: "!"

Brother, you have changed.

You would never joke with me like this before!

Sure enough, men cannot be proud of being favored, and my brother is no exception!

Rong Rong walked in curiously.

As soon as he entered the door, Rong Rong smelled the slightly bitter scent of galbanum floating in the air.

Rong Rong closed his eyes and sniffed the fragrance in the air with concentration.

After a while, the slightly bitter feeling dissipated like gauze, and was replaced by a woody, gloomy aroma, just like a pool full of white water lilies in a deep, vast land.

Exuding a faint fragrance, each water lotus flower is still stained with crystal morning dew, which is ethereal and refreshing.

Rong Rong opened his eyes and asked Rong Zheng excitedly, "It's Evan's 'lightness', right?"

"I don't know, I didn't pay attention to it. I just think the smell is good and not annoying."

The lounge where Rong Zheng brought Rong Rong in was the lounge he usually used to rest.

Called a rest room, the space inside is no less than the size of his bedroom at home. It is well-lit and has a large bed and a wardrobe. The decoration is not luxurious, but is minimalist but very tasteful.

Rong Zheng walked to the bed cabinet, picked up the exquisite bottle next to the aromatherapy machine, turned around and handed it to Rong Rong, "Is this the perfume you are talking about?"

The perfume bottle is written in French, but Rong Zheng doesn't know French.

"that's it!"

As soon as Rong Rong looked at the bottle, he recognized the "lightness" of evan.

"This classic fragrance from Evan has been discontinued now. It belongs to the series of using one and losing one. Such a bottle can be sold for tens of thousands of dollars in the collector market. How can you buy such an expensive perfume?

Come here and use it as incense! You really are rich and willful."

Rong Rong took "Lightness" from Rong Zheng's hand

Seeing that only one-fifth of the perfume was left in the bottle, Rong Rong could only use one word to describe it, heartache!

Where is the fragrance in this breath? Every breath in this breath is the fragrance of RMB!!!

"A friend gave it to me. Do you like it? If you like it, I can help you ask if he still has it."

Rong Rong's eyes were bright, "Okay!"

The corners of his lips were raised, and his eyebrows were smiling.

Rong Zheng hadn't seen Rong Rong smile so purely for a long time.

Then the things he is going to show to her next, she should also like them, right?

Rong Zheng walked to a simple black lacquered display cabinet and opened one of the cabinets.

"Choose for yourself. Take a look and see if there's anything you like."

Rong Rong's eyes showed surprise.

Does his brother really have something to give him?

Rong Rong put the bottle of "Lightness" back on his hand, wondering what his brother would give him.

Could it be some kind of real estate certificate?

For his eighteenth birthday last year, his brother gave him a lakeside villa developed by their own real estate.

The year before last, he was given a helicopter named after him.

Even the Bugatti Veyron parked in his garage was given by his brother when he was sixteen years old. At that time, he didn't even have a driver's license...

In short, his brother's gift-giving style can be summed up in four words: "inhumane".

Rong Rong was very doubtful whether there would be stacks of real estate certificates behind the cabinet.

After all, for Rong, who is involved in real estate himself, what his brother probably lacks most is...

house.

Rong Rong walked to the cabinet——

The child was stunned.

Lots of samples of famous perfumes, as well as balsams, absolutes and other raw materials!

Rong Rong's mouth opened slightly.

After a while, Rong Rong finally found his voice.

"Brother, where do the raw materials for so many perfumes come from?"

His tone was slightly vibrato because he was too excited.

"A gift from a friend."

Another gift from a friend?!!!

"You take your time and choose. I have some work matters to deal with, you..."

Before Rong Zheng could finish speaking, Rong Rong said without raising his head, "Yeah, brother, go ahead and do your business!"

Rong Zheng: "..."

Rong Zheng closed the door. Before leaving, he saw Rong Rong holding a bunch of bottles and cans in his hands, his eyes shining, like a pirate who accidentally came to a cave and found that it was all gold, silver and jewelry.

Um……

He shouldn't miss his brother so much.

Rong Zheng went to do his work.

"Knock knock knock——"

There was a knock on the door of Rong Zheng's office.

"Enter."

Liu Xing opened the door and said, "President, would you like to order food for your second young master?"

Rong Zheng, who was looking down at the files, looked up. He glanced at the lower right side of the computer, caught a glimpse of the time on it, and was slightly startled.

Is it going to be noon so soon?

It's not quite time to get off work yet, but Liu Xing and several secretaries from the secretariat will order meals in advance.

Because if you call after lunch, the takeaway will often arrive very late.

Rongrong has always been very picky about what he eats, and the delivery from the restaurant he usually likes may not be in line with his appetite.

Rong Zheng closed the document in his hand and said, "I'll ask him. You guys order first."

"OK."

Liu Xing went out.

"Knock knock——"

Rong Zheng knocked on the door.

No one responded inside.

Rong Zheng's face changed slightly, and he quickly opened the door.

Rong Rong sat cross-legged on the ground, holding a piece of scented paper in his hand, closing his eyes and focusing on feeling the scent of the scented paper.

On the floor, there are several bottles of balsam and absolute oil, as well as a notebook and a black pen

The notebook and pen were both requested by Rong Rong before. Rong Zheng himself had no habit of keeping accounts, so the notebook was borrowed from the front desk secretary.

Smelling requires concentration.

Rong Zheng stood aside and did not disturb him.

About a minute passed, and Rong Rong finally opened his eyes.

He put his ledger on his bent knees and carefully recorded the aroma characteristics of this spice.

Close the pen cap.
To be continued...