"By the way, Director Zhong, is your father still satisfied with that Golden Sand Tree Chrysanthemum?" After having a couple of drinks with Zhong Ping, Wang Xiaoqiang suddenly remembered the matter of the Golden Sand Tree Chrysanthemum and couldn't help but ask.
"Sigh, he's satisfied, but it's a pity that my father has aged and neglected its care, and the orchid has died..."
"Ah, that's really a shame..." Wang Xiaoqiang expressed his regret. That was a plant nourished by Spiritual Energy, it should be able to thrive for at least a good ten or eight years to do justice to the Five Elements Spiritual Spring, right?!
"There's nothing to be done about it, but you're right, Little Qiang, if you come across a good orchid, you must tell me. My father loves orchids like nothing else, I have to buy another one for my father..."
