The whole company draws lots online, and the variety show is lined up

"Where are my flowers?! Where are my big, beautiful flowers?!"

Grandma Nan stood in front of the garden, looking at the scene in front of her where she could only see leaves but no flowers, and asked herself a soul-searching question.

Others may not know, but she believed that the butler who was in charge of the overall situation must know it. Grandma Nan turned and looked at the butler.

The butler had an awkward smile on his face. He didn't do this. At most, he was an insider. It hadn't been reported yet, he said with a slightly soothing tone.

"This flower was cut by your grandson. He said he would use it in the latest variety show."

"Haha, I am so lucky to have a grandson like him who only cares about his parents!"

Grandma Nan knocked the ground hard with the mahogany cane in her hand, making a crisp clicking sound, and she accused with gritted teeth.

"What a prodigal grandson! It's not like the family is broke, just go buy some. Why did he have to take my flowers?"

The butler smiled awkwardly and said that he was not Mo Hepu, so naturally he could not understand Mo Hepu's way of thinking.

But Mo Hepu seemed to have guessed what Grandma Nan was thinking. He had already made some sophistry in front of the butler and was waiting for him to convey it.

"The eldest master said that the ones picked now are fresher, and the flowers grown at home bloom more luxuriantly and last longer."

Grandma Nan rolled her eyes, and when she looked at the green branches and leaves in front of her, she found it even more offensive and could no longer bear to look at it.

Mo Hepu's moves were generally lavish. He dug out not only the flowers in Grandma Nan's garden, but also the flower buds that had been nurtured in the greenhouse at home.

For easier preservation, only the flower stalks are cut off, leaving the flower stems, waiting for sustainable development.

If it was inconvenient to preserve, he would naturally pull it out along with the pot and mud and put it away.

It’s not that he doesn’t cherish the flowers. In order to keep them in full bloom, he even took the flower growers from the garden away with him.

Flower farmer: I really will thank you! I have been in this industry for many years, but I never thought that I could go on business trips with this profession. ?????

It can be said that it is his own thing, and Mo Hepu used it to the fullest extent without mercy.

During this period of venue arrangement, the staff, who had taken a team-building break, were full of energy and enthusiasm.

At this moment, the originally blank space has been simply formed into a frame.

Grandma Hua Cui, as one of the NPC characters, looked at the flowers displayed in the venue and suddenly she couldn't maintain her usual calm state and became extremely excited.

Then he arranged a pile of flowers, turning around and around, and finally couldn't help but exclaim in admiration, as if these were some kind of high-altitude flowers that he dared not touch easily.

People who don’t know much about flowers only think that this bunch of flowers are very beautiful and pretty. If someone who really knows their stuff comes to see them, he or she will probably do the same as Grandma Hua Cui.

I don’t know if it’s because of Grandma Hua Cui’s last name or because she just has a hobby for flowers, but she knows more about flowers than the other staff members.

"Oh my God! Isn't this a rare Clivia? Oh my god! This is the Eighteen Scholars Camellia, which is very difficult to grow. The shape of the flower! The petals are perfect!

How come some flowers have been picked? This is such a waste of natural resources!"

The flower farmer who was guarding nearby heard what Grandma Hua Cui said and nodded in agreement.

His ideas were surprisingly consistent with Grandma Hua Cui's, but it was a pity that his salary was paid by his boss.

If you don't know your own things, no matter how much you feel bad about them, there is nothing you can do but follow your boss's arrangements.

But who can understand that when his relatives and friends saw the flowers that he had carefully taken care of on a daily basis being picked, his heart was bleeding~＜(ToT)＞

The two old men and the old woman gathered together and began to accuse Mo Hepu in a low voice.

The resentful look was like an invisible blade, stabbing at the back that Mo Hepu could not see.

Mo Hepu just felt a little itchy on his back, so he picked up the last revised script, rolled it into a stick, and scratched his back like a scratcher.

After simply stopping the itch, he picked up the walkie-talkie again and began to direct the actions of the subsequent staff.

Fortunately, the warehouse is large enough, otherwise setting up the venue for each episode would be a huge project.

Although You Qu performed as a participating artist in this episode, as the person in charge, she still needed to stay on the front line of the scene and help guide the work.

She had just finished putting on her makeup and had no time to remove it, but she came here wearing it as it was. This outfit allowed her colleagues to witness a new side of her.

It turns out that there are no ugly women in the world, only lazy women.

Youqu herself had said before that Song Chuyi didn't like to dress up and that she was a rough girl. In fact, she was rough without realizing it, and her usual dressing style was not much inferior to Song Chuyi's.

Her long, light white hair was slightly curved into big waves, half of it was tied into a bun, and the other half was hanging down.

There was a snow-white peony pinned in her hair, with pale yellow stamens and snow-white petals. The petals had a faint pink color near the bottom of the stamens.

Although the color of the petals is similar to that of the hair, its beauty is not obscured by the hair. Instead, it exudes a sense of holiness and purity.

She was wearing a dress made of pearlescent gauze, and the snow-white fabric shone with a faint pink as she moved.

The dress sparkled like the flower in her hair under the light.

But compared to the clothes, the flowers are more eye-catching.

“This flower is so beautiful!”

Employees with good eyesight saw the flower on Youqu's head from afar and couldn't help but utter words of admiration.

“The name of this flower is Moon Palace Pearl Light.

According to legend, a strange kind of peony flower was planted in the Moon Palace.

Its petals emit dazzling light at night, as if they were candles illuminating the entire Moon Palace, hence the name.

If you look closely, the petals can emit fine light under the light, just like shining pearls. "

Grandma Hua Cui was there to help introduce things, and she knew a lot about flowers.

She looked so calm and composed, as if what she said was not some difficult science, but just common sense in daily life.

The employee, who had originally just made the remark casually, felt that the knowledge had entered his mind in an irresistible way after being given such scientific knowledge.

"oh oh!"

He nodded repeatedly with a little embarrassment, and hurriedly fled the scene with the things in his hands.

Many years after graduation, the knowledge I learned in school has long been returned to the teachers and thrown into the Octopus Kingdom.

Faced with the sudden popular science from my elders, although I seemed to understand and remember it for the time being, I didn’t want to be questioned.

The question is social phobia, I really can't memorize a single word!?(′Д` ;)?:.*

He walked with rapid steps, clearly carrying weight with both hands, and he ran more than one meter away in a flash.

Only Grandma Hua Cui, who was confused, was left. She stretched out her hand to Erkang a little late. She had wanted to hear the child's thoughts, but now that even his shadow had disappeared, it was okay.

"That's it... your physical condition is pretty good, huh?"

After a long while, Grandma Hua Cui finally managed to utter a word.

When she was watching her grandson watching short videos at home, didn’t the video say that young people today are all fragile?

After seeing it today, I realized that it really does not live up to its reputation. I will add another three kilometers of running for my grandson when I get home.

Grandma Hua Cui suppressed the thoughts in her heart and continued to admire the flowers with her head down, while also discussing flower-growing experiences with the flower farmers.

The two peers were discussing enthusiastically, and the flower farmer's original distressed mentality was diverted to looking forward to the next flowering season.

After all, what the boss said is right. No matter how well you take care of a flower, its life is ultimately limited. It would be better for it to wither and fall into the soil and be mixed into flower mud.

It would be better to take advantage of the blooming season and use modern technology to participate in the program recording, so that more people can appreciate their beauty through the huge number of broadcasts.

It is not in vain that these flowers are spent during this time. It is worthwhile to have come to this world in vain. At least it can leave traces of its presence.

The staff member was still feeling lucky that he was able to escape in time, but he didn't know that this escape today had caused the light to be lost in another child's eyes.

Maybe even if you knew, you would just laugh like a villain, saying that you can't escape the pain I've experienced. ψ(｀?′)ψ!