Chapter Ninety-Five: The Beauty

  Song Jie didn't expect to meet the two of them here, Tang Yan hadn't come to Zhao's house since he last set up a stall with her and Wang Yiran, what an unexpected surprise.

  "Is Brother Tang Yan also here for dinner?" Song Jie asked happily.

  "Yes, I'm having dinner with my younger uncle here. I didn't expect to run into you. Who did you come with? Is there an adult with you?"

  Song Jie Hei Xian, why are you always acting like a little kid? "I came with my younger uncle and also classmates' families."

  At this time, Zhang Yang walked out of the bathroom and saw Song Jie talking to someone. He called out softly: "Song Jie, who is this..."

  "Oh, this is Tang Yan Ge, and Tang Yan Ge, this is my good friend Zhang Yang." Song Jie hurriedly made the introductions for the two.

  "Hello!" The two greeted each other, and Little Fatty saw that Tang Yan was handsome in appearance, and he was truly envious to death. He looked down at his own fat little belly, and for the first time, a feeling of inferiority appeared in his heart.

  "Tang Yan-ge, don't let us delay your meal, we'll leave first."

  "Okay, go back quickly, I'll visit your home when I have time."

  "Alright then, let's go."

  The two of them parted ways and walked towards their respective rooms.

  Tang Yan returned to his private room with a rustling sound, and before he could even stand still, he heard a very sensual voice coming from behind him: "Why did you take so long?"

  Poor Tang Yan didn't feel any texture, only felt a dark cloud looming over him, and was dragged to dinner by his own younger uncle, would he get indigestion or not.

  "Ran into an acquaintance and chatted for a bit."

  "You have a wide range of friends." Tang Sa teased, seeing his nephew afraid of him like a tiger, he was also very wronged.

  Tang Yan hastily explained: "You also know, it's Song Jie, I saved her mother that time."

  "Hmm" Tang Sa didn't give a clear answer, he still had doubts about what happened in the past, and he was very clear about his nephew's abilities. To say that he could take down six big men at once was almost impossible, but this matter looked like it wasn't a trap either, overall it seemed fishy everywhere. Therefore, he had been keeping this matter in mind all along.

  When they came to the dinner table, several adults chatted more happily. Finally, a bowl of fruit soup was brought up, and Song Jie and Xiao Pangzi cheered. Holding the bowl to add a full bowl for himself, he drank with a face of enjoyment, making the adults laugh and cry.

  It's getting late, Zhang Fu suggested to disperse, Zhao Tong also drank a lot and agreed.

  Because he had drunk a lot of wine, Zhang's father didn't even drive his own car, and the few people took separate taxis to leave.

  In the next few days, Zhang's father was busy with the inspection. After all, no matter how good it sounds, the procedures must be complete.

  After various tests, Song Jie's formula turned out to be even better than what she had said, the most important thing being that it had no side effects. What people in the cosmetics industry fear most is causing trouble due to improper use, and after passing all the inspections, Zhang Fu let out a sigh of relief and carefully kept the documents with the government seal.

  In an era when everyone was still using cold cream, high-end cosmetics were only circulating in the upper class of society, which required the right marketing means.

  The boss, however, was not prepared to mass-produce it and have such a good product spread all over the streets. Instead, he wanted to take the high-end route. The price was naturally set even higher. And gave the product an upscale name: Hongyan.

  With good things, there must be good packaging. In Song Jie's opinion, the current cosmetics packaging is too tacky, with patterns that are too gaudy and tasteless. Song Jie drew some future cosmetics packaging designs, which even made Zhang Fu say were extremely high-end.

  Zhang Mu liked it even more, from the moment the product was produced, she was the first user, after using it, the effect was very obvious, the two small fine lines at the corner of her eyes disappeared, pores became finer, skin also became whiter and brighter, simply radiant.

  Every time Madam Zhang goes out to socialize, the ladies from various families would gather around her asking this and that, while she would respond with a mysterious smile, never giving them a direct answer.

  This suddenly sparked everyone's interest, and they began to speculate whether it was possible to use the legendary elixir. In no time, the news spread like wildfire throughout Kyoto.

  Zhang Fu and Zhang Mu wanted this result, since they decided to take the high road, they couldn't publicize it everywhere, otherwise everyone would know and be even more suspicious of the good or bad things.

  It's so mysterious and intriguing that everyone will think it's a good thing.

  Zhang Mu chose a day to celebrate the birthday of Lu's family old lady and launched her company's new product. She didn't go around talking about its benefits, but instead gave it as a gift to Old Lady Lu, casually mentioning that it was their family's new product, which had a good effect, and then stopped promoting it.

  For this, Zhang Mu also received not a few people's ridicule, saying that she was stingy and unwilling to give gifts. Zhang Mu accepted them all without exception, secretly rejoicing in her heart. When the time came and the effect appeared, she would see if those who ridiculed her would come to beg for her help.

  When checking the gifts, Mrs. Lu saw that the Zhang family had only sent a beautifully packaged cosmetic gift set, and she was somewhat displeased in her heart, thinking to herself: could it be that they are ridiculing me for being old?

  But Mrs. Lu was a renowned lady of elegance and refinement, so she naturally couldn't reveal even a hint of surprise. As soon as she opened the packaging box and saw the cosmetics inside, her heart fell in love with them at first sight.

  No matter how big a woman is, she has an attribute of a giant dragon, that is, she likes shiny things. This packaging is made entirely of high-end glass, and the shape is small and cute. It's a whole set of makeup products that can be used at different times and can also be stacked for use. There is a detailed instruction manual inside.

  Mrs. Lu said to her daughter beside her: "We are all old women now, where is the use of cosmetics?"

  Her daughter, however, was skeptical: "If you give it to me, I'll use it, and at first glance, it doesn't seem bad. But the effect is unknown, and what's written on the label sounds exaggerated, so who knows if it's true or false."

  "Alright, I'll use it then. Probably won't make a difference anyway, at my age, even if I do wipe it off, the effect won't be noticeable, what a waste of stuff."

  No matter how old you are, there is always a desire for beauty in your heart. Who doesn't want to be beautiful forever?

  Because she had a good impression of this cosmetics beforehand, Mrs. Lu used the night cream that evening and felt cool and comfortable after applying it, which helped her sleep well.

  The next day, after washing up, she took a look in the mirror and was surprised to find that the wrinkles on her face seemed to have decreased. She called over her sleeping daughter to take a look, but her daughter said she didn't notice anything.

  Others can't always stare at your face, unless there's a big change, they won't notice, only you see the most clearly.

  Mrs. Lu was certain in her heart that the wrinkles had decreased, but others didn't notice it and she didn't publicize it either, after all who knows if it's temporary or not.

  In the morning, she eagerly used her morning makeup bottle, and after using several bottles in rotation, she felt refreshed all day long. Even Old Master Lu thought his old wife had suddenly become spirited again.

  Mrs. Lu was like she had a huge treasure in her heart, worried and fearful that it might be an illusion, also afraid that the good effect was temporary.

  After she grew older, she didn't like looking in the mirror as much. After all, time waits for no one, and her gray hair and wrinkled skin were really unbearable to look at. She couldn't bear the thought of getting old, but unexpectedly, there was good news, and you can imagine how excited she felt inside.

  After using it for several days in a row, the effect is indeed coming out. Some shallower wrinkles have disappeared, and the originally slack skin has also regained some elasticity, as if it has renewed its vitality and radiated new life force from the inside out.

  Her daughter was shocked to find that her aged mother had suddenly become several years younger after a few days, and this blew the lid off.

  Under her daughter's continuous questioning, Mrs. Lu finally proudly said that this was the effect after using the rouge. Her daughter couldn't help but marvel at how amazing the effect really was.

  Mr. Lu, who was reading the newspaper on the side, took a glance at his excited daughter and wife, and couldn't help but feel that they looked much younger, at least several years younger than him and his wife. The usually calm Mr. Lu felt deeply depressed...

  Since using the rouge, Mrs. Lu also started to love visiting neighbors and was often away from home. Compared with her peers, she became a stunning beauty, which made her proud for a long time.

  After all, the effect is hard to hide. After Lao Taitai used Hongyan, she regained her youthful looks and the news spread like wildfire, slowly spreading from a small circle to the outside world.

  In this big city, news spreads quickly, and soon all the famous ladies knew about Zhang's family red makeup brand through their own channels.

  At that time, the phone at Zhang's home and in his father's office were all ringing non-stop, all asking about Hongyan's news. And Zhang's father's answer was uniformly still in production, please wait a little later.

  Those socialites had no choice, but after all, Mrs. Lu's example was right there, and it was hard not to believe that such a good thing should be obtained first.

  A socialite is also divided into three six nine grades, if one step slower, it's truly more frightening than losing face. Therefore, even if not yet produced, the scheduled phone calls are lined up for a long time.

  Zhang Fu finally understood the craziness of these women. Even his good friends who usually got along with him were calling to urge him, hoping to find a back door or something. His parents and siblings even asked several times, he was almost overwhelmed.

  Zhang Fu, who was sitting on the fishing platform, also knew what it meant to know when to stop. He too was afraid that dragging it out would cause problems, so after satisfying everyone's appetite, he decided to start takeout on May 6th.

  Tight work is underway, Zhang's father has a good business mind, this business can be done not only by women but also by men, after all who can't afford to get old?