"Wow." The splendid roses caused a small wave in the studio.

"For me?" It was the first time Tang Xiaoqing had received such a large bouquet of roses.

It's a girl's nature to like flowers, and although she feels a little embarrassed, she is also inexplicably excited.

Luckily, it's not yet time for everyone to start work.

Tang Xiaoqing held the large bouquet of roses, walked to a no-one rest area in the garden on the rooftop, and opened the card on it with some excitement.

"May you be happy all the time. - Road"

As soon as she looked at the familiar words, Tang Xiaoqing understood that it was sent by the fake Lu Chenghei.

What kind of routine is this?

Isn't this imposter really liking himself?

Although that guy is not reliable in anything, his appearance is really outstanding......

"Damn, Tang Xiaoqing, what do you want, don't be fascinated by men!" Tang Xiaoqing thought so and slapped her head hard.

She is a realistic person, she only needs to be happy as she can see.

Obviously, the guy from unknown origin is not among them.

"Miss Tang Xiaoqing's flowers, please sign for them!" In less than twenty minutes, another flower giver knocked on the studio door.

"Don Jr., is it your birthday today?" Sister Shang asked curiously.

If it's not a birthday or some special day, who will pick up so many roses in one day.

Tang Xiaoqing hurriedly shook her head.

She also wondered, just now it was the fake Lu Chenghei who sent flowers, who will it be this time?

It's not like that guy will send it to himself again.

After signing, Tang Xiaoqing looked at the card, it was really him!

And it's still the same thing: "May you be happy all the time." - Road"

Neurotic!

Tang Xiaoqing smiled embarrassedly at the staff who looked at her, and hurriedly stuffed the ninety-nine roses into an inconspicuous corner.

It's only the second day of work, and it's still in the test period, so it's not good to publicize it like this!

Tang Xiaoqing was originally watching others paint in the garden on the rooftop, and after receiving two bouquets of roses in a row, she couldn't help but feel worried.

She had a faint sense of someone's new routine.

Sure enough, just ten minutes later, another courier came to the door; "Miss Tang Xiaoqing's flowers, please sign for them."

Tang Xiaoqing was going crazy, so she hurriedly went over to collect the flowers, threw them into the trash can in the bathroom, pretended to be nothing, and walked out.

"What is the origin of this Tang Xiaoqing? Why do so many people send her flowers? ”

"It can't be a few men vying to pay her respects, right?"

"Alas, it's a slap in the face, there are so many people chasing after the little cleaners, we are stunned to be old!"

"But don't you think it's weird? She's pretty and seems to be able to draw, so why do you want to do cleaning? ”

……

No matter how casual Tang Xiaoqing is, within an hour, she received three bouquets of roses, which still made headlines in the studio.

"Miss Tang Xiaoqing's flowers, please sign for them!"

This time, just seven or eight minutes later, another flower delivery came to the door.

As soon as she heard the sound of sending flowers, Tang Xiaoqing jumped up as if she had stepped on the electric door, and left the studio with the help of sending flowers.

"Big brother, I'm sorry, I can't accept this flower, can I return it!"

"We're only responsible for delivery."

"Then can you not send it to our studio next time, you can just put it downstairs."

"I'm sorry, this is a request from the customer."