"At that time, the situation was quite complicated, customers reacted violently, I used this method to temporarily delay." David pinched between his eyebrows, looking tired.
"General Manager, what kind of wine is that?"
"Brandy."
"Brandy? This is the most popular wine today."
"Yes, I have tested, indeed there is methanol in the alcohol that is above the legal limit."
"Is the reporter there?"
David sighed. "I said I would investigate this later, hopefully, they won't write anything bad. The important thing now is to regain the trust of our customers, to do that we have to produce a new wine, better than Brandy."
Listening to their conversation, Ella understood the problem David's company was facing. After ten years of genuine business being deliberately sabotaged by others, David will undoubtedly be very sad. He is the general manager of a large corporation, the pressure is not slight, he has to sign dozens of contracts every day and test hundreds of new wines. She thought she should give him a few words of encouragement. After all, she is also a member of the corporation. Moreover, he is the one she loves.
After Key left the office, she sat down in the chair across from him, pushing her coffee toward David. "I know what you're thinking." His face looked somber and listless like someone who couldn't find the light when he fell into a dark tunnel.
"Really?" David raised his coffee cup, voice nonchalant.
"Sorry, I can't help you." Ella bowed slightly.
"This is the first time my company has had this incident, how come there is methanol in the alcohol? Who put it in and for what purpose?" David frowned, thinking.
Ella blurted out. "Perhaps they want your company to go bankrupt, want you to fail, so they do bad things."
David put down his coffee cup, sighing again.
Ella put her hand on his shoulder. "Don't be too pessimistic. If we work legally, we don't need to be afraid."
David nodded and stood up from his seat. "You're right, let's go."
"Where to go?" Ella was bewildered.
"Down to the warehouse."
David reached out and took her hand.
The warehouse that David said was the dispensary. As soon as he opened the door, Ella immediately admired the layout. She has never been here.
Ella went around taking a tour. The room is large, and on the windowsills, there are flower pots. The scent of fresh fruit, the smell of flowers, and sweet bread spread throughout the space.
On the table, there are many tools, and on the shelves are placed countless glass jars, inside containing blue, red, purple, and yellow water of all colors, with ecstatic fragrance. Each bottle is labeled. The first time she went to the brewery, the feeling was overwhelming.
While she discovers new things in this wonderful place, David sits contemplatively at the small wooden table, in front of which is a glass bottle with blue drops of water. He sat there for a long time, sometimes holding a glass bottle to his nose and sniffing, a grimace on his face. Ella comes to him, she has no purpose because the lavender petals on the table attract her.
David suddenly spoke. "It's called Blue Ocean."
Ella wondered. "Why is it called Blue Ocean?"
"Because I want to give the feeling of the power of waves with the sweet, fresh scent of fruit but..."
Seeing that he hesitated to continue speaking, she was curious. "Is something wrong?"
"That's right, it doesn't taste good, there's still something missing that I can't figure out."
Then they fell silent. David sat with his chin propped up for hours, thinking for a long time. His forehead sometimes shrinks, sometimes relaxes. Seeing how focused he was, Ella didn't dare bother, her hand plucked the lavender petals. After a while, she put her head on the table and fell asleep.
In her dream, she saw herself standing in the middle of a green meadow. Fresh flowers bloom. Butterflies fly around. The wind rustled. And in the high sky, white clouds like snow drifted by. In the distance is a white wooden table. She walked over to it, petals all over the table, with a smear of liquid on it. She wiped the liquid on her hand, licking it. The sweetness melts on the tip of the tongue. The sweetness of cherries...
Ella was jolted awake by David's slamming on the table, his expression delighted, his mouth muttering. "I finally found..."
"What's up? What did you find?"
"The final ingredient to complete Blue Ocean." David took her hands, his voice filled with joy. "Thank you, really thank you..."
Ella raised her eyebrows. "Why do you thank me?"
"Just now when you were sleeping, you said one thing, that helped me, but I haven't thought of it for a long time."
"Why can't I remember anything?" Ella scratched her head.
"It doesn't matter, the important thing is that Blue Ocean will soon appear on wine shelves in the future. Pause for a few seconds, he continued. "I have been searching for the recipe for Blue Ocean for three months, the process is almost complete, only the taste is unstable. If I leave it like that and sell it on the market, I think customers will criticize it, even if I don't feel good. Fortunately, thanks to you mentioning that fruit, that is also the result I was looking for."
Ella asked. "What fruit?"
"Cherry."
"Cherry?" Ella repeated.
David slowly. "This fruit is very good for health, often used as a food or a drink."
Ella smiled. "Hopefully, after being sold on the market, Blue Ocean will quickly win a lot of love from customers."
"Hope so." David started the concoction.
Ella sat on the sofa, watching. David works carefully, so? The wine produced by his company is always at the top of the market. The way he worked professionally and carefully left her in awe.
As David predicted, after being present in supermarkets, restaurants, and hotels for two days, Blue Ocean has received many compliments from customers. David also let Blue Ocean represent the Halico brand to promote globally.
This is indeed a major event in recent years, causing a great shock to the press. An American newspaper wrote about this in an objective voice, actively attracting readers, and thanks to that, the popularity of Anthony Corporation increased.
Ella sat on the sofa reading online comments about Blue Ocean, smiling nonstop. She recalled yesterday's press conference. David said in front of reporters that she was the one who created the idea for the latest product today. Even though she just accidentally blurted it out in her dream, it can't be said that there was any effort in creating the Blue Ocean. But also because of this, she is highly appreciated by everyone in the company.
While everyone was happy, organizing a party to celebrate the success of Blue Ocean, only two people were unhappy. It's Raymon and Maria.
Raymon stood in the corner watching them happily feast, his face darkening. He wanted David to fail, but his plan didn't work out. He always loses to David.
Elsewhere, Maria was also looking at David and Ella. The happier they were, the more her heart ached and angry. She clenched her trembling hands and she tried to hold back her tears.
Maria wiped her tears and smirked. 'Let's see what happens next.'