Wu Hai chuckled and uttered, "Ha Ha. What do you do, little girl?
Da Da just looked at Wu Hai with puzzlement, but didn't answer him.
"Don't get me wrong. I'm just asking and it's nothing personal. It's just because I can help Boss Yuan to answer your question." Wu Hai was quite mild when he talked with a young pretty girl.
Not everyone was as hopeless as Yuan Zhou.
"I'm a we-media worker." Da Da rolled her beautiful eyes and then brought out a nice name for her work.
"So you aren't an artist." With a nod, Wu Hai revealed an "obviously" expression.
"What does it have anything to do with the art?" Da Da became even more confused.
"Besides that, you are here for the first time, aren't you?" Instead of answering Da Da's question, Wu Hai continued asking that.
"Yes." Da Da nodded her head.
"I'm an oil painting artist. I'm quite skilled in drawing." Wu Hai stroked his small mustaches and said confidently.
