Chapter 129： 129, the story behind

Chapter 129 Chapter 129, the story behind

Rongcheng College of Traditional Chinese Medicine, Office.

"Here, Professor Yu, this is a thank you gift~"

The young girl put a beautifully packaged pastry box on the desk.

Yu Xiushi, who was working at his desk, raised his head, took off the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, looked at the person in front of him and asked, "Is the matter resolved?"

Hearing this, Song Yunxi smiled instantly, "I finally stopped those people's mouths, thanks to my cousin's help. Hmph, those people dare to question the inspection report you gave without first asking about your name." No, you're so stupid!"

Yu Xiushi's eyes showed a hint of helplessness, "I don't usually see you being so serious in your studies."

His cousin actually ran to the Internet to argue with a group of people she didn't know for a long time, and she didn't know the meaning of this behavior? It's just bickering.

Anyway, it was difficult for him to understand, so it would be better to read one more book to enrich his empty mind when he had that bickering time.

"Cousin, you don't understand this! If you like something very much, can you bear others' slander for it? Those people can talk nonsense, but they actually say that rose balm is just a superficial thing, just a fake?

I can't accept these nonsense words, but as long as they have used rose balm once, they won't be talking nonsense with their eyes open like they are now. "

Song Yunxi was very angry when she mentioned the turmoil on Weibo. She finally came across a skin care product that suits her heart, yet someone wants to kill it?

Simply unreasonable!

Because her family is in Rongcheng, she doesn't usually live in the school, so sometimes she receives news later than the students who live in the school.

This rose balm was recommended to her by a professional friend two days ago. She used the rose balm once while taking a break at noon, and was instantly amazed by its magical effect.

It's a pity that the night market stall activity has ended, and she didn't have the chance to meet the person who made the rose balm, but she heard that the boss is an extremely beautiful beauty.

Fortunately, the boss adopts an online sales model, which is very convenient for everyone, so she added the WeChat of the beautiful boss from her friend, and directly bought a big gift box first.

Sure enough, the effect is particularly good. For the past two days, she has put other skin care products aside, because a rose balm is enough, and there is no need for other skin care products.

This is really a treasure product!

Later, she bought two large gift boxes for the female elders in the family, and they received unanimous praise from them. Everyone even gave her a huge red envelope and asked her to help them buy it in the future.

How good is this rose balm, the effect of the product is amazing, the packaging is full of warmth but elegant, and there are no flashy or superfluous gimmicks in the publicity, the whole product is very low-key and restrained, which makes people feel amazing Feel good.

It’s such a good beauty product, but someone wants to discredit it?

It's really unreasonable.

Fortunately, they discovered it early and went online to help clarify it in time, effectively controlling those bad comments on the Internet.

After listening, Yu Xiushi waved his hands helplessly, "Okay, hurry back to your laboratory."

He really doesn't understand those things on the Internet, and he can't understand the behavior of some people. Of course, he doesn't want to waste time understanding some meaningless things.

The main reason why he would help this time is naturally that his cousin asked him to be so solemn, and this matter is not difficult for him.

Although the inspection results were not stamped with any official seal, the inspection results are true and effective, and his name still has a certain authority in this field.

There is another reason, which is a bit subtle to say the least, because in the narration filled with righteous indignation by his cousin, he heard a more familiar name: An Yan?

An Yan: Who is talking about me?

(end of this chapter)