After hearing what was said on the other end, Ruan Tianling suddenly narrowed his sharp eyes and asked sharply.
He thought things would go smoothly, but he didn't expect it to be like this.
"Someone is suppressing you from above. That's all I can tell you." After the other party finished speaking, he hung up the phone.
Ruan Tianling squeezed the phone tightly and tried to control the anger in his heart!
Xiao, I didn’t expect you to be really difficult to deal with!
Ha, but the more you do this, the more interesting it is, otherwise it will easily defeat you, and then things will not be fun!
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The weather was getting hotter and hotter. Jiang Yufei was wearing a thin long-sleeved T-shirt and put pots of plants into the tricycle.
Grandma Xue muttered to the side: "Xiao Yu, these pots of Cymbidium cost 50 yuan a pot, and Clivia cost 20 yuan a pot. The total is 260 yuan. Don't remember it wrong."
"Grandma, I understand." Jiang Yufei wiped the sweat from her forehead, got on the tricycle, and was about to set off.
"Wait a minute, bring the kettle." Grandma Xue hung the kettle around her neck, then smiled and asked her to go back early.
Jiang Yufei smiled brightly, then pedaled her tricycle towards the largest flower merchant in the town.
Many people here make a living by growing plants, but there are still many people who only treat growing plants as a side business.
They grow excellent plants on their own land or gardens, and then sell them cheaply to the largest florist in town. The florist then sells the plants through his own channels and earns the price difference.
In the past, Grandma Xue rode a tricycle to deliver flowers. After Jiang Yufei arrived, she took the initiative to take over this task.
Although she works hard to sell flowers every day, she feels very happy and lives a fulfilling and simple life.
Jiang Yufei pedaled her tricycle to the intersection of Panshan Road, only to find that many people were gathered there.
They are all young and fashionable people.
"You can't pass here, you should take a detour." A man in his early twenties with yellow hair stepped forward and waved her away.
"Why can't you pass?" Jiang Yufei asked puzzledly.
She didn't want to take a detour. It would take half an hour more and riding a tricycle would be very strenuous.
"This place has been reserved for a racing competition today. Are you from this town? If so, you should know that a racing competition is held here every month."
Jiang Yufei looked at the winding and wide winding mountain road and found that it was indeed a good place for racing.
There were many motorcycles parked not far ahead, and a group of fashionably dressed young men and women with hair dyed in various colors were making preparations.
Some people are holding the command flag to practice the starting movements, and some people are doing warm-up exercises.
Jiang Yufei looked back and asked calmly: "How long will it take to start?"
Huang Mao looked at his watch and said, "There are still ten minutes left. Why do you ask?"
"Ten minutes is enough for me to ride over. You ask them to give way, and I will ride over first."
Huang Mao looked at her in surprise, then laughed: "This place has been booked, you can't go there now. You'd better take a detour, don't waste time."
"Axing, what are you doing? Come here quickly, it's about to start!" Someone shouted at Huang Mao.
"Coming!" Huang Mao agreed, and then told Jiang Yufei: "It's really impossible to pass here, so you should leave quickly."
Jiang Yufei hurriedly asked: "After their game starts, can I pass by?"