Fake daughters are wealthy

from Independence...

The fat-headed fish recalled how Nie Qixing had obviously glanced at the girls in the hall before he left, his head was bigger than the two, and he was upset.

There were people coming and going in the lobby, he couldn't express his dissatisfaction in public, so he could only leave with sullen breath.

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On the other side, after hanging up the phone, Qiao Nian went to the opposite side to ask Ye Wangchuan to have dinner together.

When they came back from dinner, it was already ten o'clock in the evening.

Qiao Nian slept for a long time during the day and was not too sleepy, so he took advantage of this time to reorganize the experimental data of the last experiment left on the USB flash drive of the next season on the laptop.

Early the next morning.

Qiao Nian went out to deposit a courier.

The people at the courier station saw her coming alone carrying a half-meter-high drawing board, and hurried forward to help.

Qiao Nian put the things on the counter, her starry eyes narrowed, and asked him in a low voice: "Can you deliver the things to this address for me?"

The person at the courier station checked the things she put on her desk, lifted the black canvas on top, and was slightly taken aback when he saw the painting below.

Van Gogh's sunflowers?

Then he raised his head and looked at the girl who came to send the mail. His expression gradually changed from surprise to doubt, and he pointed to the painting on the table: "Little girl, are you sending this?"

"Yeah." Qiao Nian was wearing a peaked cap, put his hands in his pockets, and looked over with black eyes: "Can you send it?"

The person at the courier station scratched his head: "Is it possible to send... this painting...?"

Qiao Nian pulled down his peaked cap, his eyes flashed, he probably understood what he meant, and said calmly, "It's fake."

The little brother at the courier station breathed a sigh of relief, showing a brisk smile: "I'll tell you! I also think it's fake, but I know, we must ask."

"En." Qiao Nian replied lightly again.

He put away the painting, looked at the address and contact number on the note Qiao Nian handed him, put the note away, and said to the girl: "We can send this to you. Do you want to pay or not?"

"Unable to pay."

"Row."

The courier brother scribbled it down on the paper and told her a price.

Qiao Nian didn't give him the money right away, but lifted his eyelids slightly, looked at him with clear black eyes, and said calmly, "The canvas is rather delicate. I don't want it to be damaged in the middle, can you send it to me alone, and deliver it face to face?"

The courier boy thought about it.

The address Qiao read to him was not far from here, and it wouldn't take much time for him to go alone.

He readily agreed: "But you need to pay more."

He added dozens of dollars on the original basis.

Qiao Nian paid him with her mobile phone.

The courier brother quickly tore off a receipt for her and said to her, "Don't worry, I will call you when the item is delivered. You can also check the information online."

"it is good."

Qiao Nian put the receipt in his pocket.

The courier brother went back to install the painting, put it on his delivery truck, and remembered another thing.Call the girl who is about to leave: "By the way, little girl, what's your name. I want to leave a customer information and phone number here."

Qiao Nian gave him a name and a string of numbers along the way.

The courier boy gave her an OK gesture: "Okay, I will deliver it to you within half an hour!"

Qiao Nian pulled off his peaked cap and thanked him very politely.

After she left, the courier brother wrapped the painting that Qiao Nian gave him with another layer of foam, and fixed the foam with tape on the four corners of the painting.