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.
