Chapter 288 He Made Up The Story
The roses which were worth 200 dollars per bouquet were sold at a price of 20 dollars per bouquet by Eliza.
Coupled with the reporters' live streaming, there was suddenly a long queue of people in front of the entrance of Wushu Pavilion, grabbing for the roses.
Alan, who was cleaning, came to Eliza. "Miss Wood, we are at too much of a loss!"
"I've checked on the Internet. These roses are all freshly picked and they're worth a lot. We only sold them for 20 dollars per bouquet. Isn't that too much of a loss?!"
Eliza crossed her legs and handed over the flower as she counted. "How can this be called a loss?"
"Did I buy these flowers?"
Alan shook her head. "No."
"Did I pay for them?"
Alan shook her head again. "No."
"That's why."