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On Monday morning, the sun had already risen high, and Xiao Rong was still combing her hair slowly in front of the mirror. She braided her hair several times, but she was still not satisfied, so she simply combed it into a ponytail. The ponytail was a little loose, so she caught some water under the faucet with her hand and gathered her hair. She didn't want to go to school at all. Her mother has been nagging her for the past two days, asking her to come back and let her know as soon as the test results are announced. Her father didn't push her so much, but she knew that it wasn't that he didn't care about her studies, but that she had never excelled in studies for so many years, and he was disappointed in her. Xiao Rong's father, Lao Fang, rides a tricycle and travels all over the streets. Every time he passes by the entrance of a key middle school in this small town, some of the students there want to take a tricycle, but he never charges.

Now, her flower base in Meilingzhuang has attracted media attention because of its good work. Reporters often come to interview her, asking her about her motivations for starting a business and whether it was difficult to start a business. They also talked about her disregarding past grudges and letting people from Xiaoyuezhuang work in her company, etc. Also ask her about the habits of flowers or flowering trees. Xiaohui is so familiar with the habits and preferences of every flower and tree, which always fascinates the reporters who come to interview, forgetting their previous purpose of looking for her. Some people think she is as beautiful as a lily and as quiet as an orchid.