Support 2o Han Xuan put down the pen in his hand and walked outside the warehouse.

The bulky brown bear twisted his butt hard, threw Fat Ding down, ran to his master, and his big head arched against Han Xuan's chest, acting coquettish.

Fat Ding didn't bother to complain that Winnie was not friendly, so he ran to hug Han Xuan's legs, meowed pitifully, and refused to let go.

Han Xuan rubbed the heads of the two guys and said to Awa, who was responsible for taking care of pet food and daily life, "Why are they here?"

"After I was on the phone with you the day before yesterday, these two guys went on a hunger strike and threatened to see you, but I had no way to stop them.

It just so happened that Mrs. Han was also in the Snow Mountain Ranch. When she heard that she was coming to New York, I would take them over to see you."

When Han Xuan heard her name, he immediately figured it out and asked Awa: "My grandma is here too?"

Will they go on hunger strike?

I don’t believe it if I beat you to death. I must have eaten something secretly when you haven’t seen it. Don’t be fooled by them.”

Would Awa say that she was bored in the snow mountain ranch, so she found a reason to come out to play?

Of course, the boss will not find a reason to deduct salary.

So he said, "Winnie and Fat Ding miss you very much.

Little Barry came here together, but he had some diarrhea yesterday and is now checking in the New York Safari.

The veterinarian said it caught a cold and would stay at the New York Safari for a few days before I could take it over."

"Where are a few other guys?

McDull, Obama and the others didn’t come?”

“No, I can’t take care of too many.

They like to run around and never listen to me. They only pretend to be good when you are there."

Awa just finished speaking.

Fat Ding and Winnie showed their paws at the same time, threatening her to shut up.

This stupid woman knows too much...

Seeing a noble lady in an off-white windbreaker coming, Han Xuan shouted to her: "Hi!

Grandma! I'm here!"

"I just saw an acquaintance, a classmate from my college days. I didn't expect her to come to Brown to teach and chat with me for a while.

If I hadn't married your grandfather and went to California, maybe I was also a professor. The school asked me to stay at school, but I didn't agree. Now I regret it."

Grandma Tang Wan opened her hands and wanted to hold her grandson.

Han Xuan was very helpless about this. He didn't like this intimate action, and would make him look young.

After being hugged by her, there were indeed a few saliva marks on her face. She quietly wiped off the sleeves of her clothes and said, "Are you going to open a branch of the company this time when you come to New York?"

“No, I recently hired a professional manager to help me with the company’s affairs, and now I don’t need to do it myself.

Last month, I hired a cosmetics institute in New York to help me make cosmetics.

I called me yesterday and said that they had made the stuff out, so I came to New York to see how the product looked.

Do you know?

Milk from Snow Mountain Ranch is particularly effective in improving skin. Last month I received a letter saying that I was a fan of the company.

She washed her face with fresh milk that the child had not finished drinking. Unexpectedly, her skin on her face became much whiter and tenderer after more than half a month.

I hope the company can sell it, using the mask you made of ranch milk.”

Han Xuan has been drinking his own milk since he was a child. He looked surprised when he heard this. He raised his hand to touch his face. His skin was indeed pretty good.

Grandma took out her black wallet and opened it, took out two photos from it, and then said: "The cosmetics institute found many volunteers of different skin types, used milk from the Snow Mountain Ranch for experiments, washed her face three times a day. This is a comparison photo of one of them."

Han Xuan took the photo from his grandmother, and the two were frontal photos of the same middle-aged golden woman.

But in the left hand photo, the woman's skin was obviously much whiter than in the right hand photo, and the freckles on her face seemed to have faded, not as obvious as before.

His grandmother said happily: “After receiving that letter, I also washed my face with milk from the Snow Mountain Ranch.

I have been persisting for twenty days so far, can I see my difference?

Look at the corners of my eyes, some wrinkles disappeared and my skin became tighter.

I was busy working during this period and often staying up late, my face looked a little bad. After washing my skin, my skin was really healed a lot. This is really amazing.

I brought a few masks from them. If I pass the test and prove that they are harmless to the human body, then this thing will definitely be crazy!"

Han Xuan picked up a mask he found from his grandmother's handbag and found it, feeling a little unbelievable.

Does the milk from my own house have such a despicable effect?

How crazy and persistent a woman is about cosmetics can be clearly reflected in the amazing turnover of cosmetics manufacturers every year.

This is an extremely profitable industry.

Take a facial mask as an example.

The ex-factory price of a box of masks is about 10% of its price, and most of the costs are spent on circulation and promotion.

Cosmetics companies have invested in amazing advertising, and these advertisements are published with consumers' money.

The middlemen make the vast majority of profits, and after layers of exploitation, they enter consumers at a sky-high price.

Manufacturers make less than 8% of the money, but they are also much more profitable than those in the tier market.

The family has enough capital to open a cosmetics direct store, manufacture it at home, sell it at home, transport it at home, and advertise it at home.

Coupled with the magical effects of this mask, the price cannot be low, and the profit can be kept at more than 85%, which is faster than grabbing money from the bank.

The effect of milk can be used to beauty has been mastered by people for a long time.

The royal nobles first started to wash milk baths, the queen of the ancient Roman Empire, the Cleopatra, etc., were all loyal fans of milk baths.

Han Xuan tore open the packaging containing the mask and put it under his nose to smell it. The milk smelled very fragrant.

His grandmother smiled and said, "You can give it a try. I just applied one on the way here."

"I?"

Out of machismo, Han Xuan subconsciously resists the practice of applying facial masks, which is considered sissy.

He stared at Isabelle sitting at the desk. She seemed to have no idea what happened around her and was still writing something.

“Isabelle?

Isabelle!"

After calling her twice, Isabelle raised her head, and was interrupted, thinking about to burst out, and looked up and saw them.

After looking at the old woman on the Chinese face, the corners of her mouth suddenly raised and she showed a sweet smile.

"Come on, I have something good to come to you.

Try the new mask from my grandma's company, you can finally turn white!"

Han Xuan was just a mean mouth, and Isabelle's smile immediately froze.

She is from Brazil, and her wheat-colored skin is not white. In the Western aesthetics of the 1990s, she still regards white as beauty, and wheat-colored skin is not popular.

It would be strange if she wasn't angry when she heard Han Xuan's words like she was mocking!

Grandma slapped Han Xuan in the head and taught him a lesson, and smiled at Isabelle and said, "Don't listen to him nonsense, you are very beautiful."

Awa asked Han Xuan: "Can you give it to me?"

I'm willing to give it a try."

She heard all the conversation between the two grandchildren.

It is harder to take care of Winnie than to take care of children. Since Han Xuan tricked him to work last year, Awa's face has become worse and he can't resist the temptation of this mask.

"Of course, I can give it to you."

Han Xuan handed her a silver thin sheet bag without a trademark in her hand, and waited quietly after Awa finished applying it and lay down (to be continued.)8

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