At the flower industry exchange conference in Huchuan City, Bai Xue glanced at Qin Menglang, whose expression was extremely grim, and said indifferently, "President Qin, do you still think your so-called Five-Colored Rose will sell well during Valentine's Day?"
"You... you... you..."
Hearing what Bai Xue said, Qin Menglang's lips twitched...
At this moment, he was so angry that he couldn't speak!
Because he knew that the Five-Colored Rose his company painstakingly developed was going to be defeated!
In other words, years of investment had now gone down the drain!
"Tens of millions!"
Thinking about this huge loss, Qin Menglang suddenly spat out blood and then fainted...
"President Qin!"
Seeing Qin Menglang fainting, his assistant hurriedly went forward to help...
"His mental resilience is still too weak!"
After curling her lips, Bai Xue quickly left...
Not just Bai Xue, all the other flower industry people also hurriedly left...
