Rong Yan carefully selected one inside, and had written more than half of it when, for some reason, she suddenly frowned, raised her head, and said to the saleslady who had already packed for her, "Excuse me, can I have another card?"
"Err," the saleslady was surprised that she stopped writing halfway, but still smiled and found another card, "Here you go, please use this one."
Rong Yan crumpled the previous card and threw it into the trash can, one hand on her forehead, deep in thought.
It took her about seven or eight minutes before her eyes lit up, and she quickly wrote something on the new card. After finishing, she blew the card dry and carefully handed it to the saleslady, "This one, please put it inside."
"Sure, don't worry, madam."
