How can a person who doesn't even have a sense of smell be a professional referee for identifying perfumes, or become the president of an industry association? What's more, in the past few years, he has hosted several competitions on perfumery, even the most authoritative ones. domestic referee.

If, if he really lost his sense of smell, wouldn't those games be ironic?

This topic exploded immediately. Not only did people talk about it, but some people who had participated in the competition jumped out to express their grievances for being eliminated. The social impact was very great.

In fact, let alone other people, He Jin was the most confused.

He has been in the association for two or three years. Sitting in this seat, he is very close to Mr. He and has frequent contact with him. But why didn't he realize that Mr. He's nose has lost his sense of smell?

Is it nonsense and malicious frame-up, or...

He got up and made a cup of tea, and put it in a daze at the computer screen. He was not so impatient now, but he could calm down and think about it.

Think about attending events with Mr. He all these years, participating in commentaries, etc...

I didn't think much of it at ordinary times, but now that I calmed down and thought about it carefully, I actually came up with some details.

For example, every time he participates in the commentary and analyzes the fragrances and works of those newcomers, Mr. He always asks him to come first. After finishing, Mr. He always praised him and added a few words in a neutral manner.

If it wasn't for this incident, he wouldn't feel that there was anything unusual, but in the past few years, it has been like this every time, every event, without exception.

Even if it wasn't him, it would be the same for Mr. He and other people participating in ginseng activities. Others commented first, and he was the finale.

Say a few words neither salty nor light, and don't have any constructive and outstanding opinions. Most of them are mainly in official language. A few words of encouragement and a few words of criticism will be considered as the end.

Could it be that there is really something wrong with his nose?

After thinking for a while, He Jin picked up the phone and dialed back the previous number, but there was no answer, and the sound came from the phone being turned off.

Thinking about it might be unbearable, so I turned it off.

With such a big topic at the moment, such a hot topic, the reporters and the media must be crazy, coupled with the concern of family and friends, the phone must be a series of fatal calls, and it is normal for him to be unable to get through.

After thinking for a while, he called the headquarters of the industry association, "It's me, is Mr. He there?"

"Mr. He is not here, and he hasn't been to the association recently." The assistant who answered the phone was his usual assistant, "Mr. He, when are you coming back? The association is... a bit chaotic."

Of course he knows it's a bit messy, and now that this topic comes up, I'm afraid it's not a bit messy, but it's already messy.

In the beginning, there were some revelations that were not painful. Even if there were problems with some of the management, it could only be said that it was a human problem, or an omission in their management. It was not a problem at all after an apology and rectification.

But now the topic has been drawn to Mr. He. He is considered the most authoritative of the industry association. If something goes wrong with him, who will have confidence in the industry association? He will only feel that it is rotten from top to bottom.

"I know, I'm trying to find a way." He shook the phone with his fingers, "If you see Mr. He, please call me back."

"yes!"

After hanging up the phone, He Jin dialed another number.

There was no one answering the phone, but it was not hung up, it just kept ringing until it was about to hang up automatically, and finally someone answered.

"Hello?"

"It's me, He Jin." He came up and said straightforwardly.

"Mr. He." Su Yun's voice was still flat, "What's the matter?"

"Aren't you asking knowingly? Let me ask you, are those posts about industry associations on the Internet made by you?" He didn't want to beat around the bush. It was boring to play riddles at this time. In fact, they knew each other well. JrNovels.com