"Do you really believe that with your crappy flowers, I won't be able to grow them within two months?"
Wu Xiaoshan's heart surged with patriotic fervor, determined not to lose face in front of the foreign girl. He pointed directly at the pot of Flame Tulip and shouted.
The foreign girl, who already had a look of contempt, burst into uncontrollable laughter when she heard what Wu Xiaoshan said, attracting sidelong glances from a group of lecherous onlookers.
At that moment, Wu Xiaoshan had no interest in admiring the foreign girl's impressive figure, but instead frowned gravely, waiting for her response.
"You're really full of yourself, aren't you? Do you even know what the world's top ten famous flowers are?"
The foreign girl laughed for a long time before finally turning to Wu Xiaoshan to ask the question.
Wu Xiaoshan, who was not very familiar with flowers, was immediately stumped by the question.
