Chapitre 125: Don't Care About Me Anymore

Hai Tang was a little confused." Uh, okay. How do you need me to pack your paintings?" Would he roll it up, box it, or frame it?"

"No need." The customer paid the money neatly, picked up the painting and left.

Hai Tang looked at the first income she had earned from selling paintings and found it hard to believe.

He actually sold the painting so easily?

After that, a few more customers came in one after another. They were all like the first person who bought the painting. They didn't waste any time and didn't bargain. They just paid for the painting they liked without hesitation.

After the initial surprise, Hai Tang gradually found it strange.

Based on her past experience dealing with others, she knew that customers had all kinds of strange tempers. They would definitely not be so easy to communicate with and deal with.