The Competition

In the laboratory, Xu Heng was on the phone. When he saw He Miao, he gestured for her to keep quiet. After he hung up, he smiled at her and said, "You're just in time. I have good news for you."

"Professor Xu, what's the news?" He Miao asked curiously, blinking her eyes.

Xu Heng patted her shoulder with a smile. Our city is going to hold an fragrance-making competition. The participants are all experienced fragrance-making contestants, and the rewards are more generous than the last time. The city gave me the spot, but I think you're more suitable than me to participate.

He Miao shook her head disapprovingly. He did not want to take up Xu Heng's opportunity to be promoted. "Sir, I'll be happy if you're participating too."