She doesn't want to pretend anymore

While Manshu's thoughts were wandering in the sky, Wan Yi had already called to help her get the prescription.

He said that the house could be viewed tomorrow, and Manshu had to admire his efficiency.

"Well, I have a small request."

Seeing Yan Zhan fiddling with the red jadeite in the box, Manshu suddenly raised his hand.

Yan Zhan and Zhu Lao both looked at her.

Mr. Zhu smiled and said, "If you have anything to say, feel free to ask. We are not outsiders. Why are you raising your hand?"

Like a primary school student.

However, my female apprentice is very obedient.

He is nothing like Yan Zhan, who has a cold face but never shows weakness when it comes to what he wants.

They are all like wolf cubs, robbing and plundering on their own.

"If this red jadeite is made into a small ornament, can you give me two, oh no, three? In exchange, I can charge one million less."

The previous asking price was four million, but she could only take three hundred.

It’s equivalent to buying three pieces for one million.

This price is not cheap.

"what do you want?"

Yan Zhan didn't nod nor refuse, but asked a question in return.

"Can I have three pendants?"

Manshu's eyes lit up, and she intuitively knew that Yan Zhan would agree to her.

"can."

One million is enough for three pieces.

"Then, can I provide the pattern myself?"

Manshu remembered that she studied jewelry design in her previous life. She was interested in painting, so she also had some talent in design.

This has nothing to do with her biological parents. It was her grandmother who raised her and gave her enlightenment.

My grandmother's mother was once the daughter of a wealthy family, but she was persecuted in that era.

My grandmother learned painting and embroidery from her mother.

My grandmother can make beautiful embroidery by herself, all thanks to her superb painting skills.

It's a pity that such skills are wasted in the countryside.

Manshu learned from his grandmother since he was a child and learned it quickly.

"You want to draw it yourself?"

Yan Zhan frowned, obviously doubting whether Manshu had this ability.

Manshu nodded: "I want to try it myself."

"Oh, Manshu wants to try it, just let her try. Although your company has big-name designers, the things Manshu makes herself will definitely have a different meaning."

Mr. Zhu is now an unconditional disciple.

Yan Zhan had no choice but to nod.

"can."

"After you have designed it, contact Wan Yi."

Yan Zhan didn't leave his own contact information, only gave it to Wan Yi.

"Then I'll trouble you, Assistant Wan. You don't have to give me Hong Fei's money first. Just buy a house first."

Manshu had a broken cell phone, which was enough for making calls. He and Wanyi exchanged phone numbers and made an appointment to view the house the next day.

Soon, Yan Zhan left the lounge.

Manshu also said goodbye to Master Zhu: "Master, I still need to go down and meet up with my friends. They will be worried if I delay too long."

Leaving Mr. Zhu alone, she hesitated again.

"Go ahead. When you've settled down and transferred to this school, come find me at Moon Bay."

Master Zhu gave his young disciple his home address and waved at her, indicating that she could go down.

Young people don’t like to play with old people, I wish the old people can have their own fun.

Manshu nodded, walked out the door and went downstairs to catch up with Wan Yi.

Yan Zhan heard the footsteps chasing him from behind and subconsciously paused.

But then he heard Manshu calling out "Yiwan".

"Want to help!"

Wan Yi was caught off guard and turned to look at Manshu: "Miss Manshu, is there anything else?"

Manshu glanced at Yan Zhan who had also stopped, feeling a little embarrassed, and pulled Wan Yi aside.

Yan Zhan: “…” Whispering to my assistant?