Song Ying scrutinized He Miao, her expression a little ugly. Ever since she entered the perfume-making industry, other than those older and more experienced people, no one had been able to steal her limelight.
Today, He Miao had completely offended her. She wanted to see what this woman's background was.
She gave the emcee a cold look, and the emcee reacted immediately. He walked to He Miao's side with a smile and interviewed her."May I ask how many years this lady has been learning how to make perfumes?"
A few years? He Miao's lips curved into a smile. Before she started hitting the books, she was already an elite in this industry, but now...
"Two weeks," He Miao said without blushing or her heart skipping a beat.
"Two... Two weeks?" The emcee was tongue-tied and could not even speak properly. Could this person be a legendary genius? She was so proficient in it in just two weeks?
