"No, it's just that after the event ends, would you like to come with us? We might be a little while longer," Yun Suni said to her, then looked at Gu Rongqi and the others, "Mr. Gu, should we arrange a car to take you home later?"
"No need, we drove here," Gu Rongqi refused.
Cheng Qicai asked, "Okay, how much longer will it take?"
"They'll be there soon. They're walking slowly. I'll put them in the car soon. It won't take long."
Cheng Qicai nodded, "Can I go over there and pick some flowers before I leave?"
“Okay, we’ll come find you in a bit,” Yun Suni said to her.
Seeing Yun Suni busily going to her other friends, Cheng Qicai turned to Gu Rongqi and the others and said, "I'm going over there to pick flowers. Are you guys going back?"
“I’ll go too,” Gu Rongqi immediately replied.
Cheng Qicai froze, looking at him suspiciously, "You want to take the flowers back too?"
This question seems a bit untenable, but she can't figure out what reason Gu Rongqi would have to go along.
"Mm." Gu Rong nodded.
Cheng Qicai felt even stranger. She remembered that when she stood in Gu Rongqi's room and looked out the window, she could see many flowers behind his villa, including roses.
Logically speaking, even if he didn't have any, he wasn't someone who couldn't afford flowers, so Cheng Qicai found him even more strange.
Does he have the same foolish idea as her, that he wouldn't take advantage of a good deal?
Even though she thought that way, she didn't expose him. After all, he wasn't taking advantage of her, so if he wanted to go with her, he could go.
Cheng Qicai glanced at Gu Liji, who was eating steak, and asked, "Brother Gu, are you going?"
Gu Liji paused in cutting his steak, glanced at Gu Rongqi out of the corner of his eye, and said with a smile, "I won't go, you guys go ahead."
Since Gu Liji wasn't going, only she and Gu Rongqi arrived at the proposal venue.
The set used thousands of fresh flowers, and many friends came and took a lot home, but the amount taken away was only the tip of the iceberg.
Cheng Qicai found a new spot, bent down and started pulling up the rice stalks one by one, which gave her a feeling of harvesting rice in the fields before.
With more and more roses in her arms, Cheng Qicai stood up to catch her breath. Looking at all these flowers, an idea suddenly came to her mind.
That means taking all these flowers and reselling them.
One yuan per flower, that adds up to quite a bit of money.
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