Chapter 69: You, No

The moment Song Ci saw Zhang Yang, he frowned slightly, and pressed the last pot of orchids in his direction.

Pointing at Song Ci, he walked over.

"You're the one who sells flowers?"

Song Ci frowned and asked rhetorically, "You are the one who bought flowers?" ”

Zhang Yang glanced at the flowers in his hand and sat down: "It's me, what's the matter, have an opinion?" ”

Song Ci looked up at the man in the suit who came in with Zhang Yang, and stood up directly with the flowers.

"I won't sell this pot of flowers."

As he spoke, he stood up and was about to walk out.

Zhang Yang was shocked.

What just happened? This dead girl doesn't sell flowers to herself?

The man in the suit looked embarrassed, he knew that his old man's birthday was approaching, and the little young master had put a lot of effort into finding a decent pot of flowers.

And when he saw these four pots of flowers, the man in the suit played with a cautious eye, and only announced three pots when he announced them to the public, so this fourth pot was selfishly planned to be left to his little master.

However, he didn't expect that this buyer would leave if he didn't agree with him, and if he really left, their loss would be really big.

"Wait a minute."

Zhang Yang stood up and walked in front of Song Ci.

The height of 1.87 meters has an overwhelming victory in front of Song Ci's height of 1.65 meters.

But Song Ci's momentum is not weak at all.

"Why didn't you sell me flowers, and why did you throw away my business card?"

Song Ci frowned: "I don't sell flowers to you, it's because you have never raised flowers, I just sold flowers to you, and it will die in your hands sooner or later, and throw your business card, a neurotic business card, why don't you keep it?" ”

Zhang Yang's face turned red: "You tell me to try again?" ”

Song Ci frowned: "Your request is very strange, what kind of habit do you have to be scolded by others?" ”

The man in the suit saw that Zhang Yang had lost the upper hand, and immediately came up to play the round.

"Don't worry, let's sit down first and talk slowly."

Song Ci was a little displeased: "I'm sorry, this gentleman is really not a good buyer, so I'll leave first." ”

Zhang Yang directly blocked Song Ci's way.

"Hey, little girl, let me tell you, you have to sell it, and if you don't sell it, you have to sell it."

As he spoke, he reached out to grab the orchid in Song Ci's hand.

Song Ci took a step back, and with a pinch of his hands, the Hui Lan in his hand flew up.

But Song Ci grabbed Zhang Yang's collar with his free hand, and then, in the blink of an eye, he put the person to the ground.

And she raised her hand and caught Huilan steadily.

Zhang Yang, who was lying on the ground, was stunned, and then watched Song Ci step over him.

That's it...... Across - over - go - it's over!

The men in the suit were stunned, and forgot to stop Song Ci for a while, but Song Ci took the initiative to speak when he walked to the door.

"Remember to pay."

And he walked out.

The man in the suit muttered.

Then Zhang Yang on the ground turned over and jumped up and rushed out.

finally caught up with Song Ci at the door.

"That, I didn't buy this flower for myself, it's my grandfather's birthday in a few days, his old man's biggest hobby is to collect flowers and plants, although I don't raise flowers, but my grandfather is definitely a steady gardener, you believe me."

Song Ci raised his eyebrows: "Oh, now you have to sell if you don't say it's selling, and if you don't sell it, you have to sell it?" ”

Zhang Yang's eyes drifted: "That...... I...... Wrong. ”

There are two kinds of people Zhang Yang admires most in his life, one is the one who makes him wonder at a glance, the representative figure - Leng Hanyi, the eldest brother of the Leng family.

There is another kind that can make him admire and subdue him.

And Song porcelain is obviously the latter.

Let him be convinced, it's easy to say.