Kicked out of a wealthy family? I became a rich and beautiful woman thanks to the system.

Chapter 179 Kevin Building

"It looks great, Wen Yao, you have excellent taste. This dress suits you very well."

It's hard to imagine that in a foreign country, in a shop frequented by tall and imposing people, Wen Yao found a very suitable dress.

Wen Yao immediately took out her bank card and swiped it to pay.

The entire operation was completed in one smooth motion.

Wen Yao and Mai Jia, the artists, took a tote bag and walked towards the door.

The two were walking down the street when a commotion arose from the road.

"Buzzing"

Suddenly, several sports cars appeared on the road.

Ferraris, Lamborghinis, McLarens, Maseratis, and many others roared past.

People on the side of the road continued walking with their heads down as if it were a normal occurrence, with only a few occasionally stopping to take pictures.

"What is Mai Jia doing? Is there no speed limit here?"

"Look there's a sign over there. This is Seventh Avenue in Country L."

Wen Yao was familiar with the name Seventh Avenue, a street that is home to some of the world's richest and most famous people.

The strangers who just brushed past Wen Yao might be among the top ten on the Forbes rich list.

“Every afternoon at five o’clock, these rich kids start to go out to prepare for the day’s activities, so every afternoon at this time, there are many luxury cars racing here. This has almost become a tradition in Country L.”

Although there is indeed a speed limit, these rich kids don't care about that at all.

"There were indeed a few accidents before, but they all settled them with money. They were somewhat distracted by their hobbies."

The vehicles have already driven far away.

"Hey! Wen Yao, do you want to buy perfume?"

Wen Yao looked at her in confusion, wondering why she suddenly brought up this matter.

Before Wen Yao could answer, Mai Jia pulled Wen Yao forward.

“There’s a perfume shop up ahead that I really like. The owner is a very talented perfumer. He used to be Guerlain’s chief perfumer, but now he’s opened a small shop here. I visit their shop whenever I’m not back. I’ll take you there today.”

Since she had nothing else to do, Wen Yao became interested after hearing Mai Jia's words.

"Okay, take me to see it."

Before long, the two entered the small shop.

There were fresh bouquets of flowers at the entrance of the shop.

There are three employees and one owner in the store.

The corner of the room was filled with all sorts of bottles and jars, like a laboratory, and the owner was wearing an apron and fiddling with something.

“Oh, Miss Mai, it’s been a long time.”

Mai Jia and the boss hugged each other.

"Hi, Mr. Frank, this is my friend Wen Yao. She is a businesswoman from China."

Then he turned to Wen Yao and said...

"Wen Yao, this is the perfumer Mr. Frank I was talking about."

Just as Wen Yao was about to step forward and shake his hand, Frank suddenly stopped and made a pause gesture.

Wen Yao was puzzled.

"Is this lady wearing Dior's J'adore perfume today?"

Wen Yao looked surprised.

"Yes, Mr. Frank, you are really amazing."

Wen Yao had just applied the perfume when she left home in the morning, and it was already evening.

Mai Jia and Frank seemed to know each other very well. Frank personally came to greet them and even brought out the perfume he was working on so that the two of them could try it.

Just then, Mai Jia suddenly received a call from the exhibition center.

As she answered the phone, her brows furrowed, as if something bad had happened.

"Oh no, Wen Yao, I have to go to the exhibition center now. Can you wait for me here?"

Mr. Frank said

"No problem, Mai Jia, I'll take care of Yao for you. Since it's work-related, you can go ahead without worry."

Mai Jia nodded and then went out to hail a taxi.

At this time, Wen Yao was still in Frank's shop.

After just half an hour, the two had gradually become familiar with each other, and Wen Yao no longer felt reserved.

"Yao, I think this aromatherapy scent suits you very well."

Frank lit the incense, and Wen Yao held it to her nose to smell it. It was a very unique fragrance, very rich but not cloying, like the gardenias she encountered by the lake in summer.

Frank also took a sniff.

"The scent of a wealthy person matches your businessman status perfectly. I can give you this."

Wen Yao shook her head repeatedly.

"No, no, Mr. Frank, I like the taste very much too, and I'm ready to buy it."

Frank shook his head.

"No, I've already decided to give it to you. Let's put this aside for now, and I can show you my workbench."

This workbench is the small corner with bottles and jars that Wen Yao saw as soon as she entered the room.

Making perfume requires a closed environment, so Frank's laboratory is behind a door at the back, while his latest products and an inspiration notebook are placed on the workbench in front of him.

While the two were studying the perfume, a middle-aged woman wearing sunglasses walked into the perfume shop.

Her movements as she entered were so exaggerated that Wen Yao took another look.

"Frank? You're here too?!"

The lady was quite surprised when she saw Frank.

Frank looked up, somewhat bewildered.

"Hello, feel free to browse. If you'd like to buy perfume, the staff can help you."

The middle-aged man seemed somewhat dissatisfied with this answer.

"Mr. Frank, I've bought things from your store several times already, and you never personally serve me?"

Wen Yao and Frank were both taken aback. The former chief perfumer of Guerlain was actually going to personally receive the client?

"I'm sorry, ma'am, my shop has many customers every day. I don't know you well, and whether or not I serve a customer depends entirely on my mood."

Frank comes to the store every day to fiddle with perfumes, and occasionally, when he's in the mood, he'll chat with customers.

Whether they buy something or not, Frank will ensure their experience in the store, and he also enjoys communicating with customers.

Moreover, Frank's conversation with Wen Yao today was entirely due to his friendship with Mai Jia, coupled with his good mood, which is why he spent so much time talking to Wen Yao.

"So you'd rather serve an Asian woman here than serve me? I've heard that some Asians can't even afford tips."

This statement is rife with racism.

Before Wen Yao could even react, Frank took care of her emotions first.

"Madam, you have offended my customer. Please apologize!"

The girl laughed, as if she had heard the biggest joke in the world.

"No, I'm a resident of Kevin Building. Are you sure you want me to apologize to this Asian woman?"

Kevin Building?

Wen Yao had never heard of it, but judging from how arrogant this woman was, it must be a nice apartment.