Xiang Xiaoyuan basked in the sun for a while outside and soon felt bored. She walked into the shop holding the stool. The design she requested was not complicated. In addition, she was beautiful and kind. This kind of customer was the renovators' favourite. After a while, Xiang Xiaoyuan got along with the renovators and began to chat with them.
Xiang Xiaoyuan placed the stool against the wall, she held her chin and listened to the renovators talk about his family's situation. "Miss Xiang, nowadays, there are not many customers who are as easy to talk to as you. For example, when I'm done with the work in my hands, there will be customers who will find fault with me, saying that this is not right and that is not right. If I accidentally make a mistake, I'll be scolded like a dog."
Money is king.
