Chapter 1185 Ruan Qi's Parents
self-grown...
own species...
Kind of...
The space at the entrance of the elevator is obviously not too big, but Ruan Qi's voice seemed to have magical powers, constantly echoing in everyone's ears.
The smile on Qiao Zheng's face froze completely.
He secretly glanced at Lu Lu... Lu Lu's face had changed from constipation to dehydration.
The elevator entrance was very quiet, and no one spoke.
After a while, a burst of laughter broke the calm.
"Miss Ruan really knows how to joke." Qin Zhe, a male friend of Qiao Zheng, couldn't help but said, "Although I don't drink tea very much, I also know that there are only four Dahongpao mother trees in China. How did Miss Ruan grow them at home? Artificial cultivation? As far as I know, there is no such technology in China at present.”
Qin Zhe's tone was full of sarcasm, as if he was dissatisfied with Ruan Qi making up nonsense to fool everyone.
Qiao Zheng's expression couldn't help changing. In fact, he didn't really believe that Ruan Qi's family could grow the mother tree Dahongpao, but even if he didn't believe it, Ruan Qi was not someone he and his friends could ridicule.
Qiao Zheng hurriedly wanted to smooth things over, but before he could speak, Ruan Qi's voice sounded.
"It is true that there is no such breeding technology in China, but my family has it. My family can indeed breed the mother tree Dahongpao, but this technology has not been made public, and it is only in the internal trial stage."
What Ruan Qi said had a nose and an eye, as if it was true.
Qin Zhe, who questioned Ruan Qi just now, had a more mocking look on his face.
Qin Zhe was born into a wealthy family and was spoiled and spoiled since he was a child. Although the Three Views are fairly upright, he also has an unruly young master's temper. He couldn't understand the kind of person who pretended to be a braggart, and now, Ruan Qi was this kind of person in his eyes.
What high-end cultivation technology?
He is a graduate student from the Agricultural University. How could he not know that the mother tree Dahongpao can be artificially cultivated?
This Miss Ruan is just a fucking hypocritical BKING!
Young Master Qin, who couldn't tolerate sand in his eyes, became angry.
He twitched the corner of his mouth coldly, and couldn't help but sneer: "Miss Ruan, since your family has such high-end breeding technology, why don't you prove it to us."
The smell of gunpowder in Qin Zhe's words was too strong, and his tone was full of provocation.
Qiao Zheng's forehead was covered with sweat, and he didn't know how to mediate. He could only look at Ruan Qi tremblingly, hoping that she would be merciful and spare his friend's life.
But it's a pity that Ruan Qi didn't receive Qiao Zheng's pleading light at all.
She only looked at Qin Zhe calmly, blinked her peach eyes, and asked, "How do you want me to prove it?"
A hint of sarcasm flashed across Qin Zhe's eyes, and he sneered: "Since Miss Ruan's family has this kind of technology, the family business must be quite big, why don't you let us visit?"
When Qiao heard this, his expression suddenly changed.
He suddenly remembered Ruan Qi's family background that has been rumored in the entertainment circle - he was born in a rural area, his parents were farmers, and his financial situation was very ordinary.
What kind of family business can such a family background have?
Everything that Ruan Qi owns now is achieved by herself. The only family member she can count as a backer is Nie Beilou!
Qiao Zheng felt that it was not good for Qin Zhe to use his family fortune to mock Ruan Qi. He thought about it and was going to explain for Ruan Qi.
However, just as the words came to his lips, Qiao Zheng suddenly stopped.
——He suddenly remembered the middle-aged couple who were sitting in the guest seats before the ribbon-cutting ceremony. Their temperament and appearance were extremely outstanding.
Of course what did Ruan Qi say?
She said it was her parents.
Not right!
When Ruan Qi was interviewed by the media, didn't she say that her parents were farmers? !
Ruan's father: That's right, I farm in a haute couture suit.