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  Hua Yue Rong's Evergreen Flower Shop was not far from the Lilac Community, and Song Bo Yu arrived at the flower shop in less than ten minutes.

  "Hua boss, you'd better pay up quickly, don't delay my business." A loud and rough voice came from afar, speaking was a bald-headed man in his twenties, dressed in flashy clothes.

  "Boss Hua, no one does business like you do. You just casually put a few cheap flowers together and sell them for a sky-high price. Now there's a problem, right?" Another voice chimed in, and upon hearing this, Song Baiyu furrowed his brow. He vaguely remembered that the speaker was also a flower shop owner named Liu Deqing, who had previously clashed with Hua Yuerong.

  A dozen or so people stood in front of Hua Yue Rong's flower shop, surrounding it to the point where it was impossible to get through. Through a gap, Song Bo Yu saw Hua Yue Rong standing in front of a potted landscape, her tall and slender figure, her quiet and elegant face showing signs of fatigue and frailty.

  Facing Liu Deqing's ridicule and the crowd's whispers, Hua Yuexiang's eyes flashed with a hint of anxiety. She was originally not good at speaking, and now she was facing questions from many people. Her face turned bright red due to shame and anger, and she kept glancing outside the store, as if waiting for someone.

  When Hua Yu Rong's gaze inadvertently swept onto Song Bo Yu's figure, her beautiful eyes lit up, and a look of surprise also appeared on her face.

  "What's going on?" As soon as Hua Yue Rong saw him, Song Bo Yu smiled and nodded, squeezing into the store.

  "Bo Yu, can you take a look at this flower pot?" Seemingly infected by Song Bo Yu's calm smile, Hua Yue Rong's anxious expression lessened somewhat, and she asked while pointing at the potted landscape in front of her.

  Hua Yue Rong had exchanged knowledge of flowers and plants with Song Bo Yu several times, deeply aware that Song Bo Yu's research on flowers and plants was far more thorough than her own. Now she couldn't tell what disease the butterfly orchid in front of her had contracted, so she pinned all her hopes on Song Bo Yu.

  Song Baiyu looked in the direction pointed by Hua Yue Rong's white wrist and found a huge potted landscape in front of her, as tall as Hua Yue Rong's forehead. The potted landscape was composed of 100 layered butterfly orchids of five varieties: "Yellow Flower Red Cheek", "Brother Girl", "Qiong Mei Girl", "Spider Beauty" and "Ji Bao". However, the leaves and petals of these originally beautiful butterfly orchids were all slightly pale.

  Song Baiyu just took a glance and knew that the orchids were showing symptoms of being frozen, but now it was the season of spring warmth and blooming flowers, even if it was outdoor temperature, it was impossible to freeze the butterfly orchid, let alone indoor temperature. How could the butterfly orchid possibly show signs of freezing? To confirm his thoughts, he specially reached out to touch the stem and petals of the butterfly orchid, and a green inner energy subtly sensed the vitality of the butterfly orchid.

  As she watched Song Baiyu's focused expression, Hua Yuemei's long eyelashes fluttered, and she didn't dare make any unusual sounds, fearing that it would disturb Song Baiyu's diagnosis.

  This pot of flowers was carefully cultivated by Huayue Rong herself and is also her signature product. In the flower market, this 1.6-meter-high butterfly orchid almost overshadowed all the other flower shops with its stunning beauty and was sold at a high price of 18,888 yuan, making a name for Changqing Flower Shop and earning enough face for Huayue Rong. However, what she didn't expect was that less than a week later, this pot of flowers had problems.

  "Mr. Hua, you're really losing money, I spent 20,000 yuan and you gave me a pot of dead flowers. Is this how you do business?" The bald young man looked at Song Bo Yu's pretentious appearance, his eyes showing disdain. This bald young man was the customer who bought the orchid.

  "Mr. Zhou, please wait a moment, we guarantee to give you the flowers in good condition, otherwise the flower shop will definitely compensate..." Huayue Rong explained patiently as she saw the customer was getting anxious.

  "Wait!" Huayue Rong's words were cut off by Song Boyu, "Sister Hua, don't rush to talk about compensation, tell me what happened first before making a decision."

  When Song Baiyu said this, his voice was filled with a hint of anger, and his sharp eyes scanned the crowd.

  Hua Yu Rong was taken aback, she didn't know why Song Bo Yu suddenly got angry. She vaguely felt that Song Bo Yu's anger might have something to do with the bonsai incident, so she quietly told him what had happened before he arrived.

  "Boss Hua, just admit defeat. You think cultivating bonsai is like embroidery, where you can embroider whatever pattern you want as long as you can think of it." Seeing Song Baiyu speaking to Hua Yuerong in a slow and relaxed tone, Liu Deqing urged impatiently.

  As soon as Liu Deqing's voice fell, a chorus of approval rose from the crowd.

  "There's no skill in opening a flower shop like others, this is a technical job, only masters like Liu can do it well. Women are better off staying at home serving their husbands."

  Hua Yue Rong's five senses are vivid, with a kind of static and solid beauty from the side. Her long eyelashes, straight nose bridge, beautiful lip shape, red and luscious, round chin, and smooth skin like jade that extends all the way to her neck, making people can't help but want to see what's inside. Although she is wearing very ordinary synthetic fiber clothes, with colors and patterns that are not particularly good, it does not detract from her clear and lovely face.

  In her daily life, Hua Yue's face always wore a gentle smile, but at this moment, facing the ridicule and insults of the crowd, her pale face turned bright red with shame and anger. A pair of beautiful eyes that seemed to speak words were actually welling up with tears. She didn't know how to refute these shameless words, so she involuntarily looked towards Song Baiyu for help.

  "Shut up, all of you! If you have anything else to say, follow me to the police station and I'll let you speak your mind!" Hearing the surrounding noise and seeing Hua Yu Rong's weak and helpless appearance, Song Bo Yu, who was already annoyed, became even more irritated. He suddenly shouted loudly, revealing his identity at the same time.

  After Song Baiyu let out a loud roar, all the voices stopped abruptly. Everyone did not expect that the frail young man beside Hua Yuexiang was actually a police officer, and still a seemingly fierce one at that. It's human nature to bully the weak and fear the strong, and no one would be happy if they were locked up in a police station because of this.

  "The police are so arrogant, with the police backing them up, they don't have to pay compensation. Comrade policeman, may I ask which police station you're from? I'll make sure to report on you thoroughly later and let all the people in the city know about your glorious image." After a brief silence, another sharp voice rose from the crowd.

  Song Baiyu looked in the direction of the sound, but it was a bespectacled man looking at him with disdain. He had a camera on his shoulder and a press card hanging from his chest. Song Baiyu's eyesight was good, and he could see the words "Jin Yang Morning Post Reporter" on the press card from afar.

  "Get out! Do you believe I won't confiscate your camera? Trash!" Song Baiyu coldly glanced at the reporter and scolded.

  According to Hua Yue Rong, the customer brought the problematic orchid to the Evergreen Flower Shop in less than ten minutes, and the shop was soon surrounded by people, and reporters also arrived on time. What's even more bizarre is that whether it was the onlookers or the reporters, they all targeted Hua Yue Rong, who always maintained a polite smile when facing anyone, never offending anyone, so how could she suddenly provoke so many people? Therefore, Song Bo Yu knew after hearing Hua Yue Rong's words that everything today was a conspiracy against her.

  The glasses-wearing journalist was scolded by Song Bo Yu until he got angry, and he said in a sharp voice: "Today I really want to see how you are going to confiscate my camera."

  No wonder the glasses reporter is so arrogant, relying on his reputation in the industry, even now the Municipal Bureau Director Guo Tiezhu sees him and has to be polite, not daring to be slight. Song Baiyu, this small police officer, is naturally not taken seriously by him.

  Just as the glasses-wearing reporter thought Song Baiyu was going to be scared by him, something astonishing happened. He only felt a flash of a person's shadow in front of him, and then his shoulder suddenly became lighter. Then he heard another crisp cracking sound.

  His glasses were stunned for half a sound, and he didn't realize that his camera had turned into fragments on the ground until then. He pointed at Song Baiyu with anger and scolded: "You... you have guts, if you can still be a policeman tomorrow, I won't mix in Jinyang anymore."

  "Let's talk about tomorrow's matters tomorrow, you should first think about how to confess your crimes when you return to the police station later." Song Baiyu said coldly after throwing away the camera and handcuffing the reporter behind his back.

  Song Baiyu, displeased with the arrogance of the bespectacled reporter, couldn't help but use a bit more force when seizing him, causing the reporter to shout and cry out in pain, even bringing tears to his eyes. The reporter, who was used to getting his way, had never suffered such humiliation before, and the double torment caused him to black out and faint.

  Seeing Song Baiyu knock the glasses-wearing journalist unconscious with just a few moves, the people around were completely stunned. The police officer in front of him was also too ruthless, wasn't he?

  Hua Yue Rong was also stunned, Hua Yue Rong was very clear about the energy of the glasses reporter. Seeing Song Bo Yu making the glasses reporter dizzy, she immediately realized that Song Bo Yu had made a big mistake. She didn't think that Song Bo Yu would be so dedicated to his own affairs. Her heart was moved at the same time, but she also regretted it. Song Bo Yu might not even be able to be a police officer because of this matter.

  "Song Baiyu... your glasses are really intimidating, you'd better hurry up and run." After being stunned for a moment, Hua Yuexiang came back to her senses. She pushed Song Baiyu's body and said: "I'll think of a way to make this glasses lose interest and not bother you again. Wait until this matter is over before coming back."

  Hua Yue Rong was now too busy to care about whether the troubles in her flower shop had been resolved or not, she only wanted Song Bo Yu to get through this ordeal as soon as possible, her eyes were filled with worry.

  "The police are killing, the police are killing..." As soon as Huayue Rong's words fell, a loud voice suddenly rang out from the silent crowd, and then the crowd became chaotic.

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