Miao Tianxiang covered her mouth and smiled, narcissistically stroking her increasingly smooth skin with a very happy expression.
"This is all thanks to you, Qingqing. How long will it take for the next batch of ice cream to be ready? My friends are all urging it!"
Miao Tianxiang called Ye Qingqing over for afternoon tea today, mainly for the ice cream. Ye Qingqing gave her ten bottles before, and she gave them to ten of her most important friends, either the royal princess or the wife of a big consortium. Ten bottles are simply not enough.
Those friends were dubious at first, but after only a few days, they called to remind them.
"It's useless to urge. I can only guarantee the current speed. This time I made ten more bottles and brought them all to you." Ye Qingqing took out ten white porcelain bottles from the bag, with a flower painted on the bottle. four-leaf clover.
This is a porcelain bottle she custom-made, and the four-leaf clover is the logo she designed for herself. How can you say that her products are all in international circulation, so you have to have it.
Miao Tianxiang thought it was too little, even a hundred bottles would not be enough for her.
"Can this ice cream of yours be mass-produced? I'll pay for it and let your man manage it."
Ye Qingqing shook his head, "I have to prepare it myself, the process is very complicated, and it is impossible to make a wrong step, otherwise the effect will be greatly reduced, and mass production is impossible, but ordinary formulas are ok, as long as Lu Mo has the relevant departments to review After passing, it can be put into production.”
"How does the ordinary formula work?" Miao Tianxiang asked.
"It's definitely better than a regular moisturizer, but it's not as good as the one I made by hand. It's far worse." Ye Qingqing told the truth.
In fact, the only difference between ordinary and special is the ratio of spirit dew, everything else is the same, but this must not let Miao Tianxiang know.
Miao Tianxiang sighed regretfully, "You can't quench your thirst with fifty bottles!"
"Things are rare, they are not worth much." Ye Qingqing joked.
Miao Tianxiang's expression moved slightly and she smiled, "Little girl can see through!"
Fifty bottles are not enough, and if she can make full use of them, these fifty bottles of ice cream can be of great use, and the benefits brought to her are far from a small amount of money!
Miao Tianxiang stopped eating after eating a cookie, and looked at Ye Qingqing gluttonously, "When I was your age, I never knew what to avoid. I like fatty meat the most. I can eat several pieces in one meal, chocolate even more. I eat it desperately, and my body is still so good, I don’t dare to eat it at all now, alas!”
Time is not forgiving!
Although she looks young on the outside, her body functions are already old. Her metabolism cannot be deceived, and she is reminded that she is old all the time.
Ye Qingqing was biting the cookie and said vaguely, "When I develop a diet pill, you can eat more."
"Okay, I'll wait."
Miao Tianxiang turned her head and instructed, "Let the kitchen bake more cookies and some egg tarts, and Qingqing will take them away in a while."
Miao Tianxiong responded and went to call.
Ye Xunmei walked in, her expression was a little tired, but she was still graceful. He was stunned when he saw Ye Qingqing, and his expression became hesitant to speak.
He had just returned from the hospital, and Ye Susu had already woken up, looking for life and death, like a lunatic.
Ye Qingqing glanced at him, didn't say a word, nibbled on the cookies silently.
Ye Xunmei sat down and looked at Ye Qingqing for a long time, but she couldn't hold back and asked, "You... can you change Susu's face back?"