Song Junyi knew what she was thinking. Mr. Shen Hua went to the toilet. He wiped his mouth and took the initiative to ask for help.
"Ms. Qiao, are you still obsessed with that dead flower? If you really want it, I have a way to get it for you."
Joanna's eyes suddenly lit up.
"Are you serious? If you can bring me the flowers of death, I can increase the investment amount to 2 billion, and then give you another 100 million as a thank you personally."
Song Junyi was overjoyed.
"Okay! Miss Qiao, just wait for my good news! I will definitely get you what you want tonight."