Mr. Fang's Feisty Mistress

The next day being Monday, most of the working class citizens returned to work after a relaxing weekend.

p After breakfast with Zhang Liling in the morning, Mr. Fang left for his company before 9 AM.

Today was going to be very busy since it was the first day of work in the new week, plus he had other pending important plans to round off.

Close to Lunch break, Bolin came to find him in his office with a small smile playing at the corners of his lips.

"Boss, the factory called, the first batch of perfume is ready as per your order."

Hearing that, Fang Bingwen who was busy typing away on his laptop, looked up to meet his gaze.

There were visible lines on his forehead as his eyes widened a bit. "Have they been packaged?" He asked.

"Yes, Boss. Everything is ready." Bolin replied as the happiness radiating from him increased a bit.

Mr. Fang nodded in satisfaction as he leaned on the backrest of his chair and swirled around a bit as his index finger landed on his lower jaw.

"Get ready, we are leaving for the factory in 30 minutes." He informed as his eyes briefly glanced at the table clock on his work desk.

"Yes, Sir." Bolin replied as he offered a bow at the same time.

"You may leave." Mr. Fang said waving his hand a bit in a bit to shoo him away, and he understood and turned around to leave.

As Bolin's back disappeared from his space, the corners of Fang Bingwen's lips curled slightly as a glint flashed past his eyes.

He had been working on a scent for the past year, including another one that was special to him, and finally, they were ready to be released into the world.

A few moments later, his attention turned back to his laptop as he leaned away from the backrest. Immediately, his fingers flew on the keyboard as he resumed typing away.

Finally when lunch break came, he went into the little sitting area next to his office to each the food he brought with him from home.

Zhang Liling had ordered the chef to cook something with the fresh vegetables and ingredients they took back from the Fang Mansion, and she had insisted that he carried some food to work.

Because he didn't want to get the scent of food into his office, he had that little sitting area carved out from his main office when he took over from his father.

Now, he could without worrying about the scent of food following him while working.

Fifteen minutes later, Mr. Fang finished eating and used the air freshener in the little space before stepping out.

Walking back to his desk, he pulled open a drawer without sitting, and brought out his signature perfume.

Holding the body, his thumb went to the mouth and applied a little pressure to get some of the liquid onto his wrists, before putting it back.

At the same moment, Bolin knocked again and walked into his office with his work bag.

"Boss, the car is ready."

Fang Bingwen merely glanced at him before picking up his phone from the desk, and then turned around to walk towards the door.

The drive from the company to the factory which was located in a less busy location didn't take more than half an hour.

The factory was located in a very clean environment without any other building surrounding it closely.

A few companies in City S, had their factories located in this area because of the kind of environment. Also, the Government had to know the kind of factory about to be built, before giving the permission to be built in that particular area.

So, this environment was not for every kind of factory.

As soon as their car parked in front of the factory, Bolin opened the pigeon hole in the front passenger side of the car and took out a packet nose masks.

Quickly, his hands drew out one. Turning his body slightly, he handed it to the man sitting behind him.

"Boss, we have arrived." He announced.

Fang Bingwen looked away from his phone screen and took the nose mask from him. Strapping it on his nose, he opened the car door and got out before slipping his phone inside the front pocket of his pants.

Together, both men made their way into the building leaving the driver to stay in the car as the factory manager and a few other people, walked out from the large building to welcome them.

"Mr. Fang, we have been expecting your presence," the factory manager said with a smile as he reached out his hand for a handshake.

Fang Bingwen returned the gesture by giving him a firm handshake before retracting his hand.

"I heard the first batch of perfumes has been packaged, so I came to check them out."

Smiling, the manager confirmed his knowledge. "You are well informed, Sir." Then gesturing with his hands, he led the way for them.

"Come and see them. We knew you would be coming as you have been with us in every step of the production, so we left the perfumes after bottling them. We did this so you can check the little details yourself."

Fang Bingwen nodded as he followed the man and the other supervisors inside, with Bolin following closely behind him.

Truly, Fang Bingwen has been with the factory workers from the first stage of production to the last, as he was the one that invented this particular scent and wanted to mass produce them.

Although, there have been a few times they failed to get the exact scent because of failure to get the correct quantity of the ingredients, every one was relentless and worked hard just to get the same replica as Mr. Fang had come to them with.

And finally, they did, which ended in victory.

The reason things had been difficult for them with the quantity of each ingredient to use in order to get the right scent was because, Mr. Fang had experimented on his own with a little quantity of everything for a while before getting the perfect scent he wanted to achieve.

Now for them to do a mass production, they had to get the right amount of each perfume ingredient, in order to get the same scent sample given to them.

It was not an easy fit, but they did it after three failed trials.

Fortunately, Fang Bingwen was there with them, to make work easier for all.