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"Where did it come from? The color is quite special."

Xiaoyuan moved closer, wanting to take a closer look at the tulip, but Ye Ruoqing withdrew her hand and stood up, shaking her head: "I'd better turn myself in."

"Why can't I understand what you're saying?"

Ye Ruoqing shrugged: "I was bored in the Hanging Garden just now, so I became a flower picker by chance."

Ye Ruoqing, a flower picker, is a master of kung fu. This tulip from the far northern foothills of the Alps was brutally murdered under the surveillance of countless cameras.

The organizer couldn't believe it: "You escaped so many cameras, just to pick a tulip?"

Zhao Xin's manager, Susan, was also alarmed, whether it was a big deal or a minor thing.Picking flowers is originally a matter of politeness, at most it will be a matter of disregarding the relationship, educating and educating Ye Ruoqing, but when the video of Ye Ruoqing was replayed, Susan also felt that there was a big problem.

There is a particularly famous paparazzi studio in City B. Not long ago, many celebrities' * * were exposed. All kinds of Spidermen and Batmen emerged one after another, making the entertainment circle sweat.Because of the previous incidents, this time the security work is strictly guarded, for fear that someone will take advantage of the loopholes again.Right now, Ye Ruoqing's kung fu of Tiyun Zong gecko is even better than the previous paparazzi who used their lives to shoot celebrities.

Most importantly, the sky garden adjoins the guest lounge.

On one side is the camera detector, and one year is the surveillance video, Ye Ruoqing twirled the flower with a bitter face, causing headaches for everyone in the room.

Seeing that Susan was there, the PR manager of the organizer had to give her face, and began to show the power of words in front of so many people.

A group of well-dressed wolves surrounded a poor little white rabbit.

"Miss Ye, if it's convenient, may I know your private information?"

"How much do I have to pay?"

"It's not about money, Miss Ye..."

"It's not about the money, then I'm being too humble. Really, I really rarely see tulips of this color..."

"Miss Ye, I'm just curious, why do you deliberately avoid so many cameras?"

"Because I'm afraid that if I'm found out, I'll lose money..."

"It's really not about money, Miss Ye..."

Several times, the words "Are you a paparazzi" reached the mouth of the public relations manager, and seeing Susan's serious face, he finally endured it.

If it's not about the money, that's great.The original creditor's protection plan was perfect, Ye Ruoqing jumped off the third floor's plank nimbly, and when his mind was in a mess, he still didn't forget to check if he had been exposed.

After this investigation, it was discovered that the organizers were so panicked that they had too much money, and there were countless mysteries hidden under even a few pots of tulips.Ye Ruoqing made a decisive decision, stretched out his hand and picked up a bunch of flowers, gloriously reduced to a flower picker.

When she ran to surrender, she was even proud of her witty move, until she heard the price of the flower, she was stunned for a moment.

Rich people are horrible!

After being poor for so long, Miss Xiaoye almost forgot that she was once a rich man.Hearing about the northern foot of the Alps, air transport, and chartered planes, Ye Ruoqing's eyes were completely darkened, and countless beautiful knives were cut on his body, which was so hot and painful.

If it wasn't for the presence of Zeng Jie, she would definitely think that she really loved Zhao Xin.

The PR manager was completely speechless, she endured and endured, and finally decided to open the skylight to speak honestly.

"Miss Ye, I'm very curious about your skills, may I ask if you were a soldier before?"

"No, I just beat monkeys before."

"I don't understand. What do you mean, you beat up Vietnamese people?" The PR manager thought Ye Ruoqing was talking nonsense.

As long as money is not discussed, Ye Ruoqing will be extremely enthusiastic. She rolled up her sleeves, pointed to a scar on her arm and said, "It's a real monkey. I used to like to go to Mount Emei, and I always fought with monkeys to grab food. My parents sent me to martial arts school..."

Since then, Ye Ruoqing has been proud of Mt. Emei for many years. Every time he passed the monkey area, he generously tore the packaging bags and chewed potato chips without buying monkey insurance.

The PR manager felt that he was playing the piano to the monkey. Ye Ruoqing gesticulated and recounted the great achievements in the battle against the monkey king, and the building was crooked for several kilometers.

It is said that the Dahongpao was picked by monkeys. Now that the little leaf monkeys can pick one Alpine tulip, it is nothing.Together, the PR manager and the project manager decided to adopt a middle-of-the-road method, inviting Ye Ruoqing out of the party by presenting this flower.

Xiaoyuan stood between the two rows of doormen, holding Ye Ruoqing's hand with tears in her eyes: "Miss Xiaoye, isn't it just a flower, why are you so restless?"

I have my reasons!Ye Ruoqing really wanted to growl like Master Ma, if it wasn't for protecting Zhao Xin, if she wasn't trying to hide her whereabouts, she wouldn't be interested in such flowers and plants at all!

The organizer was still very sincere, and the picked tulips were wrapped into a beautiful flower, and a small card was attached to thank Ye Ruoqing for participating in this party.Ye Ruoqing held the tulip in her hand and felt melancholy.

"Flowers still have to match a beauty, please help me bring them to Zhao Xin."

Light smoky tulips are only produced in the northern foothills of the Alps. The flower language is the confession of love.

When Zhao Xin received the flower, she was really surprised.Later, when she heard Xiaoyuan talk about Ye Ruoqing's deeds, she couldn't help laughing again.Ren Xi and the assistant stylist were preparing for the platform that was about to start. When they saw the flowers in Zhao Xin's hand, they couldn't help laughing.

Of course, the smile is meaningful.

"Zhao Xin, that little girl in your family is really interesting."

Zhao Xin graciously pinned the flowers on the dress: "She is indeed a very playful girl, very enthusiastic and innocent."

Ren Xi touched up her makeup, walked past Zhao Xin, and took the flower off Zhao Xin's dress again.

Zhao Xin was displeased: "What are you doing?"

Ren Xi played with the flower between her fingers, and fiddled with the delicate petals with her pointed jade fingers: "Do you know the meaning of this flower, so you just put it on so generously?"

Zhao Xin spread her hands and signaled Ren Xi to return the flowers: "Why not? There are some things I don't deliberately think about so deeply, it will be very tiring."

Ren Xi said: "Then why do you praise her? Do you like her?"

Zhao Xin snatched the flower coldly: "Ren Xi, when will you cast aside all prejudices and look at me?"

Ren Xi raised his eyebrows, and a strange smile appeared on his beautiful face: "Tonight, remember. We will see you at the party."