Chapter 691 Foreign Guests
In public, he was framed as a flower thief.

No one can swallow this matter on anyone.

Chen Tianxiong sincerely apologized to Wu Xiaoshan full of apology, and asked Wu Xiaoshan to give him face.

Normally, Wu Xiaoshan wouldn't even care about him.

But not today, with so many reporters outside watching.

Moreover, he just promised to participate in activities with Chen Tianxiong, and compete with foreigners, so it doesn't look good to be stiff now.

After careful weighing, Wu Xiaoshan took a deep breath and waved his hands: "I don't want to pursue criminal responsibility for him and your granddaughter, but..."

Wu Xiaoshan deliberately didn't understand what he said, and deliberately mentioned Chen Meimei who had slandered him just now.

Chen Tianxiong was so alive, he understood what Wu Xiaoshan meant when he heard this.

"As long as you don't hold them accountable, young man, other things are easy to talk about."

Your grandfather's, so you can talk about it.

He thought that the chances of winning were sure, the old man Chen Tianxiong would definitely promise him some benefits.

Unexpectedly, this cunning old fox would admit it, but he didn't mention any specific benefits.

This made Wu Xiaoshan embarrassed to speak.

"Captain, the man has been caught."

At this moment, the policeman who went out earlier quickly arrested the cleaner.

Cleaning was obviously doing this for the first time. She went out with a pot of flowers, but she didn't know how to take them away. She dawdled outside for a long time before being caught by the police.

"Okay you thief, where are my grandpa's flowers?"

Seeing that the cleaning was brought back, Chen Meimei immediately swaggered over to settle the score.

However, Chen Tianxiong saw that something was wrong, and immediately grabbed Chen Meimei, and then slowly came to the cleaner.

"Who told you to steal this potted flower from the old man?"

It can be seen that your grandfather's is an old fox.

Chen Tianxiong's potted flowers look colorful and beautiful.

But people who don't know flowers generally don't regard it as a treasure at all, and they think it is a pot of bright fake flowers.

You may not even look at it a few times, let alone run into the room to steal it out.

When Bao Jie was asked such a question by Chen Tianxiong, she raised her head to meet his calm and pretentious expression, and immediately trembled in fright, telling the whole truth.

"Someone asked me to steal it, but I didn't know him. He said that as long as he gave the flowers to him, he would give me 500 yuan."

Hearing this, Chen Meimei was furious.

"My grandfather would not be willing to sell flowers for 35 yuan, and you steal them when someone gives you 500 yuan?"

The cleaner turned green when he heard Chen Meimei's words.

"This potted flower is worth 35 yuan? I don't know. That person said that this potted flower is worth 1000 yuan, so I came to steal it. If I knew it was so expensive, I wouldn't dare to kill me."

35 is not a small amount.

Theft of this amount is not a light conviction, not to mention that she is also suspected of burglary.

The police ignored her crying and directly gave her a pair of shiny handcuffs.

"Please don't catch me, please. If I go in, my child will not be able to hold his head up in front of his classmates in the future."

When the police captain heard this, although there was a trace of pity in his eyes, he still sternly reprimanded: "Since you are so clear, you shouldn't have done this in the first place!"

After speaking, the police captain greeted Wu Xiaoshan and Chen Tianxiong, and left with the cleaner and the man in the suit.

With the detection of the Camellia theft, the lockdown of the hotel comes to an end.

The group of reporters who had been waiting outside rushed in immediately.

"Get out of the way, didn't you see a reporter coming to interview my grandpa?"

At the same time as the reporters rushed in, Chen Meimei said something bluntly, and pushed Wu Xiaoshan away from Chen Tianxiong.

Before Chen Tianxiong could stop him, a group of reporters surrounded him.

Seeing that her grandfather didn't care about this side, Chen Meimei gave Wu Xiaoshan a hard look.

"What my grandpa said just now were all polite words. Don't take yourself too seriously. Now that my grandpa has no time to talk to you, you should go away!"

This Chen Meimei's virtue is really not ordinary.

Just now Wu Xiaoshan clearly rejected Chen Tianxiong's invitation, but the old man still insisted on letting him stay, making it clear that he intended to let him participate in this event.

However, this girl Chen Meimei doesn't like Wu Xiaoshan, so she will take advantage of Chen Tianxiong being entangled by reporters, come over and tell them to leave.

If it had been before, Wu Xiaoshan might have turned around and left.

But now it's different, let him go but he still doesn't go.

"Let's go and sit down over there."

Wu Xiaoshan ignored Chen Meimei in front of her, turned her head and sat on the sofa beside her.

Seeing this, Chen Meimei was stunned for a moment, she obviously didn't expect Wu Xiaoshan to ignore her.

"You...you didn't hear what I said?"

Chen Meimei couldn't bear this anger, she stomped her feet and shouted.

But Wu Xiaoshan still ignored her, completely treating her like air.

At the same time, reporters were surrounding Chen Tianxiong, asking him about his expectations for this afternoon's event.

"Master Chen, are you determined to win today's competition?"

"It is said that Miss Mary from the Netherlands has been a gardener for generations. It is said that she once planted flowers for the Dutch royal family. What do you think of this opponent?"

"Moreover, this competition is also related to the foreign market's squeeze on the flower market in Anhui City. What will happen if you lose?"

One question after another, it's hard to hear.

Fortunately, Chen Tianxiong had seen the world and answered these questions one by one with a smile on his face.

"I dare not say that I am determined to win, but I am still very confident."

"This Miss Mary from the Netherlands is indeed very powerful. But even so, this old man is still sure to compete with her."

"As for the consequences of winning or losing on the Wancheng flower market, I don't know."

"In general, we still welcome them with an open and inclusive attitude."

Surrounded by reporters, Chen Tianxiong only remembered Wu Xiaoshan after answering these basic questions.

He glanced to the side, but didn't find Wu Xiaoshan's figure, and immediately looked out of the crowd anxiously.

"Boy..."

Just as Chen Tianxiong yelled, a blond foreign girl slowly walked towards the crowd at the door of the hotel.

As soon as the reporters saw the blonde girl, they immediately left Chen Tianxiong alone, turned around and surrounded her.

"Ms. Mary, may I ask if you are determined to win this competition with Mr. Chen?"

……

Don't look at the individual interviews, but these reporters still asked Chen Tianxiong the same questions just now.

Compared to Chen Tianxiong's modesty and reserve, this blond foreign girl is not so polite.

"Of course, the flame tulip I brought is a world-class flower, not any flower can compare!"

Wu Xiaoshan on the sofa frowned when he saw the blonde foreign girl coming in.

Your grandfather's is really her.

Unexpectedly, it was such a coincidence that the foreigner who competed with Chen Tianxiong was really the blonde foreign girl who bet with Wu Xiaoshan in Yunliu County last time.

The speech of the foreign girl Mary immediately caused an uproar at the scene.

Your grandpa said that foreigners don't know how to play tricks, and that's true.

He speaks without turning corners at all, and says what he thinks.

Hearing what Mary said, Chen Tianxiong's expression was not to mention ugly.

At the same time, Wu Xiaoshan's face was not looking good.

Your grandfather's, Chen Tianxiong's flowers are nothing compared to Mary's flame tulips.

This time I must lose!
(End of this chapter)

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