The Weight of a Flower

After Lin Feng sent the message, he gave the bar manager a look. The manager immediately understood what Lin Feng meant.

It was a competition! There had to be a result. If there was a result, there had to be a vote. Hence, the manager quickly grabbed a bunch of gardenias from the greenhouse. In Lin Feng's bar, if someone wanted to give flowers, they would buy these gardenias because they were Lin Feng's favorite flowers and the only flowers available at the bar.

If anyone wanted roses and peonies… They had to go elsewhere. 

After the manager grabbed the flowers, he gave one to each of the customers in the bar. Xu Jiaojiao and Bai Mengyao stood on the stage, waiting for the customers to vote.

The first to go on stage was a young man. He walked up to Bai Mengyao, who smiled and reached out to take the flowers. Unexpectedly, the young man only smiled politely. "Your dance was very sexy, but I prefer this cute little girl."