Looking at Chu Yan's hurried back, Li Shi really wanted to say:

No matter how fast we walk, the plane can't take off early. Can we take it easy?

Of course, he didn't dare to say this.

I could only sigh in my heart, I really couldn't understand why it was Mr. Chu's turn to personally take charge of such a small project in S City?

And she was in a hurry, asking him to book a plane ticket out of the blue. He hadn't even told his girlfriend that he was going on a business trip!

Thinking of this, after getting on the plane, Li Shi quickly took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Xu Jiayi.

*

In the ancient town.

Nanxi has been drawing for people and has never stopped to rest.

Si Qi'an, who was standing by, frowned slightly when he saw this. Seeing that there were still customers who wanted to draw, he pursed his lips and politely declined.

"Sorry, we are not accepting orders right now. Our painters need to rest and eat. Please come back this afternoon."

After hearing this, some customers nodded in understanding, but some customers were unhappy and started to complain.

"It's okay to just take my order. I've been waiting here for a long time."

"That's right, what's wrong with drawing it? At most I can give you some extra money!"

"If my son didn't want to paint, who would come to your place to paint? We're busy too, okay?"

…………

Si Qian'an looked at the complaining customers, his brows tightly furrowed, and the aura around him instantly changed from gentle to cold.

His face was covered by a mask, so his expression couldn't be seen clearly, but his cold eyebrows and aura made some customers feel a little intimidated.

He just said in a cold voice, "Quiet! I'll say it again, the painter is not accepting orders now, so stop making noise!"

The voice was neither hurried nor slow, but it was unquestionable, making people silent for no reason.

Seeing that Si Qi'an's aura was too strong, the complaining customers whispered,

"Tsk! What's so great about it? If you don't want to draw, then don't draw. Let's go!"

"We won't come this afternoon, the paintings aren't that good anyway!!"

After saying this, he quickly stepped back and walked away muttering to himself.

Nan Xi naturally saw this, but didn't care. It was just sour grapes.

The few passersby who were watching her paint said, "Don't worry about what those people say. Your painting is very good. It's great."

"Yes! This is the best painting I've ever made after so many mistakes!"

Hearing this, Nan Xi curled her lips and chuckled, "Thank you for recognizing me. I don't care what they say."

After Nan Xi finished drawing portraits for the last few customers, Si Qian immediately packed up his things and placed them beside the flower bed.

Looking at Nan Xi, he whispered, "You should take a break first. Your hands must be sore after painting for so long."

Nan Xi shook her hands and said calmly, "It's okay, I exercise regularly."

After that, he asked again, "By the way, let's see how much money we made."

Si Qi'an took out the cash and cell phone, looked at Nan Xi and asked, "Do you want to count it together?"

"Let me see how much cash we have." Nan Xi said as she took the cash and started counting it.

The cash was basically in tens of dollars, and after counting it all the total was 260 dollars.

In WeChat, except for the first customer who gave 1 yuan, two customers gave 240 yuan, and the rest gave 100 or yuan.

But all in all, it’s almost 900 yuan, so it’s a good harvest.

After deducting the double cost of painting supplies, there was exactly 700 yuan left.

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