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Yang Fan said that he didn't know how to cultivate orchids, and those two Courtesans were only dug up from the mountains. Anyone who knew flowers would know that Yang Fan wasn't lying, and the soil in the pot was indeed just put in, and the method was also wrong. This meant that Yang Fan didn't know anything about orchids.

This way, although there would still be some trouble for him to deal with, after all, it would be much less. Furthermore, it would also be possible for him to develop his tourism in Poplar Valley, which could be considered as contributing to his hometown.

The set of photos that Yang Fan had taken with his phone was indeed beautiful. This was the way the scenery looked. Sometimes, it wasn't necessarily good to see it on the spot, but once it was taken in a photo or video, it could immediately be upgraded.

The reporters' cameras were all focused on Yang Fan's phone. This time, whether it was the viewers or the netizens watching the live broadcast, they could all see the green mountains and rivers of Yangshu.

As for whether or not he would donate to a charity, Yang Fan also gave a reply. His hometown was a poor place, and many villagers looked down on his illness. These poor villagers needed his help, so he would do his best to help them get rich.

Yang Fan announced that he would pay money to repair the mountain road from Yangshugou to Qingshan Town. After the road was repaired, he would welcome everyone to Yangshugou and would warmly welcome them.

There were plenty of good things because the road didn't come out. Since he had the ability to make money, sooner or later he would do something for his fellow villagers, and road repair was the best way to benefit his hometown. If the hardware and facilities were all prepared, then you wouldn't be bothered to do anything, and then you would only be poor, and Yang Fan wouldn't directly give money to him, unless it was someone who didn't have the ability to work.

Taking this opportunity, Yang Fan brought up the matter of repairing the road. Firstly, he responded to the request for a donation, and secondly, he advertised his hometown, killing two birds with one stone.

Of course, Yang Fan didn't mention anything about donating money to those so-called charity organizations. Yang Fan didn't believe in their character. If he met a few bastards who tried to take advantage of their power, who knew which foster daughter would get their money for?

Actually, it didn't cost too much to build a mountain road that was more than a dozen miles away. It wasn't like repairing a high-speed, nor did it need to dig tunnels or build bridges. It was enough for two cars to go wrong.

After dealing with a bunch of reporters, Yang Fan was once again surrounded by a group of judges. These people were here to ask about the top quality of Ming Lan, and even though Yang Fan had said that he had dug it up from the mountains, the trust between people was not that high these days. Doubting that it had already become a rule of conduct for many people. You dig another one for me to see.

In the end, Yang Fan could only helplessly tell the group of experts, "If the experts don't believe me, then you can follow me back to Poplar Valley to see if my family has any orchids, and also check if there are any precious plants. How about that?"

To be honest, Yang Fan's suggestion had the approval of most of the experts. They planned to return to Poplar Valley with Yang Fan the next day to check out the vegetation there and figure out why the mutated orchid grew.

Yang Fan wanted to cry, but had no tears. There was a kind of urge to lift a rock and smash his own feet. 'Me just saying that, alright? You old experts, don't take it so seriously, okay?'

They were all honest people!

Sometimes, being honest also made people speechless!

After dealing with the group of experts, Yang Fan was stopped by Wang Da Fu and the Tang suit wearing old man.

"Big brother, big sir, don't tell me the two of you want to ask me about the orchids as well?" I have already confessed everything, and really have nothing else to say. Just do me a favor and let me, a small farmer, off! "

Yang Fan was on the verge of tears. He had recruited someone on his own whim and dug out two flowers to sell. How could such a huge trouble arise? He couldn't afford to do such a thing again in the future.

Just look at the bodyguards behind the two, their eyes were shining brightly, a strong aura surrounded them, and they probably wouldn't be as easy to deal with as those reporters and experts, it seemed like he might get into another fight!

"Little friend, let's find a place to have a good chat." "Don't worry, we won't harm you." The Tang suit wearing elder nodded slightly at Yang Fan as he spoke in a calm tone.

Although Wang Dafu didn't say anything, from his expression, it was clear that he also had the same intentions.

Yang Fan felt that these two guys didn't seem to have any enmity with him, so he told Lin Xiaoling, who was beside him, to go back first. He would treat her to a big meal tomorrow.

Lin Xiaoling had rolled in the market before, and she could tell that there was something wrong with the two of them. She was a little worried about Yang Fan and wanted to go with him, but Yang Fan rejected her offer.

What a joke, he might end up fighting with two of their bodyguards later on. Yang Fan himself wasn't sure if he could retreat safely. With Lin Xiaoling on top of that, the danger rate would increase exponentially.

Lin Xiaoling had no choice but to turn around and leave. By chance, Bai Mei and a bunch of staff who were hosting the horticultural exhibition passed by. She went to find Bai Mei to talk.

Yang Fan followed the Tang suit wearing old man and Wang Da Fu to a restaurant near the park. Yang Fan saw that it was still the same restaurant at noon.

However, Yang Fan didn't sit in the main hall this time. The Tang suit wearing old man and Wang Da Fu's bodyguards had already booked a private room. It seemed like these two had long planned this out.

"Little friend, to tell you the truth, we are both very interested in your orchids. Perhaps you've already thought about it, can you take us to your hometown? We all want to plant orchids, it's just that the environment is limited, if your hometown's environment adapts to the orchids, we are willing to invest there." As soon as the three of them sat down, the old man in Tang suit went straight to the point.

"May I ask who you are?" Yang Fan didn't show any signs of trying to curry favor with him, nor did he show any signs of hostility. Instead, he asked the Tang suit wearing old man in a neither humble nor arrogant tone.

"I'm Song Bowen from Southeast Asia. Maybe you've heard of my name before, but I rarely show myself in public these few years. Maybe a lot of people don't recognize me."

"Song Bowen?"

Yang Fan recalled the name he had heard often when he was young. He was a wealthy man of Southeast Asia. Even if he was not ranked first among the Chinese people of Southeast Asia, he was still close to being ranked in the top ten.

He didn't expect to see someone alive today. The old guy must be around 60 to 70 years old. He looked like he was over 50, and he was even more spirited than the young ones. What kind of health care products did he eat?