The second child discovers that the bud blossoms into a rose, the boss reluctantly gives in, and the third child drives up prices. Who will get the flower? Rose has its own ideas.
Must the grassroots counterattack? The rich second generation must be very domineering? Will starting a business be successful? Just Do It!
Every choice is an irreversible direction, every struggle is a break with fate, and every cry and laughter is unforgettable inadvertently.
The privilege of youth.
Flower version of "Youth Cultivation Manual".
Love, love, who is not confused in youth?