"It was just a joke, no need to take it so seriously," said Lan Song, his expression changed, "I heard from the villagers that you are planning to plant flowers and greenery. The seeds are even imported from abroad."
"And then?" He Zhilan knocked on the table, revealing her burgeoning impatience.
"I heard that you took a substantial loan from the bank. It seems like you are planning to plant more than just flowers and greenery, huh? And with Xing Ye supporting you, there must be some big plans behind. Why not let me invest in your venture and share some profits? If you agree, I will reveal everything you wanted to know back in the capital," suggested Lan Song, "I won't take advantage of you. I will contribute the necessary funds for my share."