"Qin Sheng, many people contacted me and said that they wanted to buy your painting. They also said that they wanted your contact information and so on. I helped you reply them," Wu Chong said.
"Okay." Qin Sheng nodded lightly.
When Wu Chong saw Qin Sheng's reaction, it was obvious that she did not care much about her winning the first prize in the Youth Painting Competition.
If it was an ordinary person, they would definitely be very excited.
As expected, geniuses were indeed different.
Wu Chong sighed in his heart. Qin Sheng was able to produce such an outstanding painting at such a young age. Even he could not compare to her. This showed how talented Qin Sheng was.
After explaining these things, Wu Chong had no reason to stay.
Before he left, he still did not give up. "Sheng Sheng, if you have other paintings to sell, look for me. The price can be negotiated."
Qin Sheng agreed, and only then did Wu Chong leave with satisfaction.
