Dressed as a background board boss, I hold a local tyrant

Qiao Yan, who gave up thinking about this question, watched the chlorophyll walking towards the center of the greenhouse, and finally the girl in the white skirt stretched out her hand, and without hesitation broke off a pure black wisteria that looked different from ordinary wisteria flowers flower.

After Ke Yuhan asked the housekeeper next to him, the housekeeper explained: "This is a new type of plant newly developed by an agricultural university in cooperation with the owner. In addition to keeping the same wisteria flower backup in the college, this wisteria can be regarded as a plant. It is the only black wisteria in the world."

The only black wisteria flower in the world... Qiao Yan's eyes darkened, and she didn't want to think about the value of this plant at all.But carefully recalling Ye Yichuan who was sitting in a wheelchair before, he felt that the black wisteria flower was very suitable for him.

Mysterious, elegant.

Ye Yichuan, who was staying in the villa, didn't know what his sister had done. He only saw a3 put several exclamation marks in front of him to express his shock.

"Why has the heroine's information awareness increased?" Just now the information revealing degree prompt [has increased to 1%].

Even if a3 existed for a week, it didn't make this intelligent optical brain feel particularly happy. He was even more shocked that the girl named Qiao Yan had nothing to do with his old father who stayed in the room and did nothing. Practical contact can still produce deep cognition.

"Fantasy is also a kind of cognition." Ye Yichuan said lightly.

For Qiao Yan, since she has nothing to do with Ye Yichuan, she has no reason to know, and the curiosity in her heart can only be contained in the etiquette and social distance that people should have. Choose restraint.

In this way, the most appropriate way to satisfy curiosity is to make up your own brain.

Qiao Yan carefully conceived in her mind the personality and appearance of the owner related to the glass greenhouse in front of her.

Ye Yichuan's body looks a little weak... After all, he has already vomited blood, and it is impossible to be strong enough to compare with Tyson.In addition, a person who can back up quite important new plants in his own home, even if he looks a little high and seems unwilling to communicate with ordinary people, can still imagine in his mind that he is alone in this glass greenhouse, quietly watching all Picture of flowers.

Don't underestimate the importance of botany to society. People who can store new types of plants that can basically be defined as national value will definitely not be ordinary.

Geniuses are always different from ordinary people.

Once this concept was firmly established in Qiao Yan's mind, everything she saw next also came into being.

All the guests who went to the glass greenhouse saw that Chlorophyll had picked a black flower. They were a little confused, but still in a happy and excited mood, they took a bouquet of roses cut by a person who took care of the flowers.

Chlorophyll was even a little flattered, watching those well-known hosts and singers who were well-known in the entertainment circle thanked him.

Suddenly, I remembered a story told by my former tutor. The bad guys have done countless evil things. As long as they do one good thing, it will make people think that they may have learned well and the prodigal son will turn around.But as long as a good person does one bad thing, he will do all kinds of evil.

Looking at it another way, maybe when she is in the same position as other people, all the respect and restraint and etiquette are not worth caring about.And when she was in a position far above theirs, some random small favors, even if they didn't make people feel grateful, they could still think of her well.

This feeling made her feel a little inexplicable.Then he entered the villa with this contemplative state of mind.

Qiao Yan asked the housekeeper in a low voice: "Well, what is the value of these flowers? Is it too expensive? If they are more expensive, I will pay for them."

She thought, those large red roses surrounded by the glass greenhouse that could not be seen to the naked eye, even if they were very expensive, they should not compare to the [Mo] shirt in the guest room that he was wearing.

It is not a good thing to accept overly expensive gifts from others.

Qiao Yan saw that the butler first smiled apologetically, and then replied politely: "This is a gift from Miss, you don't need to pay too much attention to it."

What should I do if I am more curious?

She smiled awkwardly, but still asked: "I'm sorry, sorry, I know it's impolite to ask the value of other people's gifts, but if you don't return a gift of the same value, you always have a feeling of taking advantage of others. This is not in line with personal etiquette in my three social views, Mr. Butler told me."

The natural attitude of being coquettish to the elders made the housekeeper no longer have to think about how to answer in his mind, so he said softly: "The market value of this type of roses fluctuates slightly today, and the lowest price range this year is when a rose manor sells it in batches. The standard price is $999 each."

The bouquet in Qiao Yan's hand suddenly couldn't hold it anymore.

Because she doesn't really chase after big bouquets or the meaning of numbers, she simply said, "How many roses do you think will look good when you ask her how to tie the flower card through the words of the rose picker?" The plant is ready."

When she said this at the time, Qiao Yan even felt that she might have used up all the honorific titles in this manor in her life.

Dozens of roses are in her arms, and the fresh flowers that have just been picked are more delicate than those soaked in water.

Qiao Yan stared at the flowers in her arms, and suddenly fell into deep thought.

Dozens of flowers...

She admitted that for a moment, she pulled back the mathematical calculation ability that she had forgotten to which Java country.

Immediately afterwards, Qiao Yan pulled Ke Yuhan's back collar stiffly, and said softly under the young boy's puzzled eyes: "I suddenly feel that the price of this bouquet of 88 roses in your hand is not bad."

Ke Yuhan looked blank, "What did you say?"

Qiao Yan smiled awkwardly but politely: "I said the flowers in your bosom are five or six times more expensive than the shirt on my body."

For a moment, Ke Yuhan's mind froze like a magnetic tape.

"This, this flower?!" He looked down at the flower.

Looking up at Qiao Yan's collar again, she was so shocked that she couldn't hold it back for a moment, she completely forgot about the expression management that most people in the entertainment industry have learned, and her expression changed directly to Yan Yi: "Is it so expensive!?"

A guest who also didn't know much about flowers, Jin Xiangyan came over curiously, "What are you talking about?"

Like Qiao Yan, Ke Yuhan's expression became awkward yet polite, and even had some ethereal and holy flavor.

Maybe the angel is sending light waves behind him. The boy tightened the flowers in his arms, and then said to Jin Xiangyan, "I'm talking about this bouquet of roses worth 60 million yuan. It would be nice to put it on my ancestral grave." No smoke."

Jin Xiangyan also froze. Except for chlorophyll, each of the seven guests had a bouquet of roses in their hands, and he was no exception.

But now he desperately hopes that this is the exception.

"Is this flower really something that can be held in one's arms, not something to be offered?"

Qiao Yan: "I thought you would think——it's expensive, but it's acceptable."

Jin Xiangyan: "I can't accept it at all, okay?!"

Ke Yuhan sniffed, "Why didn't everyone show any expressions when Chlorophyll said that his brother bought tens of millions of orchids?"

Jin Xiangyan said with a broken face: "Can it be the same? I can't afford tens of millions of orchids, but I can really afford a rose for $999..."

But it is precisely because it is affordable that it is even more shocking.

Too large a number will give people an obvious sense of distortion. After being in the entertainment industry for several years, because of various cooperation and the company’s commissions, in fact, as a first-line singer, Jin Xiangyan only has a few million deposits in his hands. , but in this case, even if he was killed, he wouldn't spend hundreds of thousands to buy a bouquet of roses...

Is it inlaid with gold?so expensive!

In the next second, my thoughts became, chlorophyll gave such an expensive thing for free? !

"Cough." Jin Xiangyan rubbed against Chlorophyll who was walking towards Ye Yichuan's direction.

Then he said solemnly: "Thank you for the roses."

Chlorophyll is not clear, so he looked at Jin Xiangyan thanking himself again, and felt that what Jin Xiangyan said was ambiguous for a while, and deliberately opened the distance, "You have already said thank you, let alone I gave it to everyone, it is not Only you."

So Jin Xiangyan thought of the number of seven guests again, after removing the chlorophyll himself who didn't pick roses, there are still six...

Jin Xiangyan's hands were shaking.

Chlorophyll is a handy move, sending out the figures he has deposited for many years.

On the other side, sitting on the sofa without moving, Ye Yichuan, who just looked at the computer on his lap, seemed to realize that everyone had returned, so he raised his dark eyes to look at chlorophyll, and said in a deep voice: " Where are the flowers you brought me?"

Chlorophyll took a look at Ye Yichuan's expression and made sure that he didn't show any discomfort, so he lifted up the black wisteria flower and said enthusiastically, "Look!"

What to look at?

Ye Yichuan's gaze followed the past, and finally looked at the black wisteria flower, his expression became less tense and relaxed a little.

"It seems that your appreciation of flowers has finally come to an end."

Chlorophyll smiled and inserted the flowers into the pure white porcelain vase on the table. The absolute contrast between black and white was more warm because of the delicate texture of the porcelain and the slight slant of the wisteria flowers.

The chlorophyll of the flower arrangement said indifferently while moving: "I just walked to the middle of the greenhouse to pick it casually."

Chlorophyll thinks that as long as it is not a flower with a particularly strong smell, it should have a calming effect.

That being the case, she already knew that the flowers closer to the center in her brother's flower room were more special, so she must have picked the one in the middle.

Ye Yichuan originally used a computer to connect to a3, so that the intelligent and intelligent optical brain could access the world network for a moment, and then his eyes narrowed dangerously, staring at chlorophyll, like a falcon in the sky. The weak little rabbit lying on the ground was full of danger.

Chlorophyll was unknown, so he shivered, looked in the direction of the central air conditioner, and asked the housekeeper strangely, "Is the temperature of the air conditioner lowered today?"

"It's still 25 degrees." The butler stated.

Ye Yichuan let out a low "heh", obviously sitting but giving people a more powerful feeling than standing.

"It's getting cold, I originally planned to ask [Mo] to send you the latest summer bag, but now that I think about it, let's forget it."

Chlorophyll direct pupillary tremors.

Her brain had never worked so fast before.

There is no doubt that Ye Yichuan is a little angry, but the anger is not serious, because now it is simply not letting people give her a bag. If it is a more serious state, Chlorophyll's pocket money will be locked up directly.

She felt that she could save it again, so she quickly said: "Because I already knew that the flowers in the greenhouse are all carefully selected by my brother, and it is impossible for ordinary flowers to be sent to your greenhouse. Value, even if I don't really understand the difference between flowers and flowers, it's all..."

"cough."

Chlorophyll took back that sentence and almost blurted out, anyway, it is the reproductive organs of plants.

Forcibly pulling back on track, he hurriedly said: "Anyway, it was carefully selected by my brother. Even if I don't believe in my aesthetics, I will still believe in my brother's opinion."

Chlorophyll's eyes are full of emotion, as if to say: "Even if I don't believe in myself, it is impossible not to believe in you, brother."

For a moment, Qiao Yan felt that her manager suggested that she get double eyelids to change the unique temperament of Danfeng eyes, which is heroic, charming and unpredictable, so as to make her position more accurate. After a series of blurted flattery, eyes with double eyelids popped out.

This is a medical miracle, Qiao Yan thought firmly.