For the boss, selling roses is the same, but it is a bit regrettable that there are no 990 roses.

Fortunately, Ling Cheng would pick it every day later, and the bigger the more he picked it.

The boss knows a lot of good things, and he is getting bigger and bigger, which is similar to more than 990 roses.

But I vaguely felt that this matter would not be finished, and then it was really not over. This person came to settle the score.

Looking at Ling Cheng's look of lying to me, the boss was very aggrieved and depressed, and said the words he had held in his heart for a long time:

"I wanted to ask if you gave it to girls and if you want roses, because some people can't tell me about roses, so I want to explain it to you, but you didn't let me tell you, why are you still blaming me now?"

"I'm still wronged if you feel wronged, hum."

Ling Cheng looked at the boss' aggrieved look: "...I'm sorry, before...I thought you were going to persuade me to buy bunches."

The boss saw him apologizing, and then looked at him in a dirt look and felt pitiful: "So you gave the wrong money? How about now?"

Ling Cheng: "...Not good, she knows Rose."

boss:"......"

This is really a tragedy.

Boss: "Actually, the rose language is pretty good. The red symbolizes the fiery love, which is barely reasonable."

Ling Cheng: "But it is not a rose, and I have broken the arrangement of it."

Boss: "...The poems, songs and essays you found are all very good, and it should be OK to have auxiliary effects, right?"

Ling Cheng shook his head, "No, she has no feeling at all, and she doesn't even know what I mean, so why do roses and roses look so similar?"

Boss: "...Because they all belong to the Rose family, they are all rose plants."

Ling Cheng: "......"

Is it time to popularize science now?

Ling Cheng pointed to the rose, "Boss, can you specifically standardize this rose in the future, so as not to be confused again."

Boss: "...I understand."

This person may be in a broken heart, so he should be patient.

Ling Cheng was furious for a while and looked at the boss again, "I want roses."

The boss silently pointed to the rose, "How many flowers do you want? When do you want it?"

Ling Cheng frowned, "Is there no rose tree? Why are they cut it?"

The cut roses really don't fit his values.

Boss: "...there are rose trees."

"The boss, I want the rose tree. I want it tomorrow. Can I deliver it? You can quote a price for the one that is just right."

Boss: "...It's OK, but let me say something more. Are you really sure you want a rose tree?"

Ling Cheng was alert one day: "What? Is there anything to say about the rose tree? Or is there any trap?"

The boss shook his head: "No, but I think you'd better want roses."

"Why?"

"Because it looks good." The boss is honest, "How handsome it is to hold a bouquet of flowers, it is better matched with you, the person and the car."

The boss looked at him up and down tactfully, and then went to see the parking cars outside.

Ling Cheng looked at the car himself and then went to see the car, and finally understood.

He was carrying a flower pot and holding a bouquet of flowers with Xiaosha, and he knew which one was more handsome without comparison.

Ling Cheng said oh, "No wonder there are bunches in the movies and TV. So that's it. Then I want roses, boss."

The boss breathed a sigh of relief: "Then how many flowers do you want?"

"What's the point of this?" Ling Cheng is now very modest and asks for advice humbly.

"It means various meanings..." The boss said, "It depends on how much budget I still have."

"That's 999, but don't think about increasing the price." Ling Chengxiao waved his hand. He was not short of budget, but he wouldn't spend more money in vain.

Boss: "...I won't add it. How many times do you want to give it? If you do one-time, don't say that you may not be able to hold it. Girls will definitely not be able to hold it, or just change it to ninety-nine flowers?"

Ling Cheng; "...Why is it so troublesome? Then let's have ninety-nine flowers."

The boss is a conscientious boss. The flowers are very good and fresh, and the packaging is very good.

This beautiful and fresh flower was carried by Ling Cheng the next day and went outside the community.

They all arrived at the door, but Ling Cheng sat in the car but didn't get out for a long time.

A rare trampling.

Shi Luo slept in a mess and didn't know anything about all this.

It was a rare rest, Shi Luo and Xiao Qi both slept in.

I woke up naturally until I slept, and it was already past ten o'clock.

Shi Luo didn't get up either, so he nestled in the quilt and took out his cell phone to play.

A lot of news on the phone.

Some Yu Zhe and the others made an appointment to go out for Christmas and some work matters.

The assistants in the studio sent her Merry Christmas and asked her why she hadn't been out. There was also an assistant who published the book and sold the copyright because of her previous recommendation. She also signed a screenwriter contract and had no time to go to work again. She wanted to meet her before leaving the studio.

It is indeed a problem to not go to the studio for such a long time.

Shi Luo handled all the work in the studio, left them messages and called them one by one, and found an excuse to say that they would go less afterwards, and arranged some work for them.

As for the free assistant position, if you have the right person, you will continue to work. Even if you don’t have it, you won’t be in a hurry.

After working, I replied to a lot of email messages, and an hour passed.

Yan Mingsheng also sent a message asking if he had time to go to the movie with Xiao Qi. Shi Luo went back directly and refused to go, and then he ignored him after sending him.

I was hungry, but I was still too lazy to move.

Shi Luo sent a message to ask Xiao Qi if he had risen.

Xiao Qi replied quickly, "Wake up, I ordered Maocai."

It is the most comfortable to eat hot mao dishes or hot pot in the middle of winter.

Shi Luo rolled for a while with peace of mind until the doorbell rang.

Shi Luo thought it was a food delivery person, so he went to open the door, but he didn't expect that it was not a food delivery person outside the door, but Ling Cheng.

It wasn't easy for people to wait. Shi Luo touched if he had any eye poop and hurriedly opened the door.

Ling Cheng stood straight outside the gate, and there was a doorman next to him.

When the guard saw the door open, Shi Luo also opened the door and looked out, and said hello and left.

Ling Cheng walked in with his hands behind his back, "The guard is still very responsible. I have registered and I am not at ease to come in with me."

Shi Luo: "...Mr. Ling, why are you here?"

"I felt that I didn't explain it clearly yesterday, so I wanted to explain it clearly." Ling Cheng approached and looked at Shi Luo who was still hiding behind the door, wondering, "What's wrong? Why are you hiding behind the door all the time?"

Shi Luo: "...what do you want to explain clearly?"

Can she say that she had just gotten up and didn't wash her face, changed her pajamas, and didn't even wear underwear, just a nightgown coat?

Ling Cheng really didn't know about this situation. Shi Luoru was young this year, and her face was rosy. She had no makeup but was better than makeup. She just felt that her hair was a little raised.

But it's not ugly to look up.

Shi Luo's appearance made him think that Shi Luo already knew what he meant through the card, and he felt a little embarrassed.

So he coughed, not caring about being turned away, and took out the ninety-nine roses hidden behind him.

"This is a rose... This time it's a rose, not a rose, I made a mistake in roses and roses before."

Is the meaning obvious enough?

Ling Cheng coughed for a while and waited for Shi Luo to react.
Chapter completed!