Coming from the independent continent…
Fathead rembered how Nie Qixing took a second look at the girl before leaving. He felt a headache coming on.
Many people were present, so he could not show his dissatisfaction. He could only suppress his anger and leave.
**
On the other side. After hanging up, Qiao Nian asked Ye Wangchuan to eat with her.
It was 10:00 PM by the ti they returned.
Qiao Nian slept during the day and was not too sleepy. Thus, she went to sort out the experint data of the last experint left on Ji Qing's USB drive.
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Early next morning.
Qiao Nian went out to register a delivery.
The people at the courier station quickly went to help her upon seeing her carrying a half-ter-tall drawing board.
Qiao Nian placed it on the counter and asked in a low voice, "Can you help send it to this address?"
The courier checked the package and lifted the black canvas. He was slightly stunned upon seeing the painting.
Van Gogh's Sunflowers?
His expression gradually changed from surprise to confusion as he looked at the girl. Then, he pointed at the painting and asked, "Young lady, you are sending this?"
"Yes." Qiao Nian was wearing a baseball cap and had her hands in her pockets. She looked over with her dark eyes. "Can I send it?"
The courier scratched his head. "You can send it… This painting…?"
Qiao Nian pulled down her baseball cap, and her eyes flashed. Roughly understanding what he ant, she calmly said, "It's fake."
The courier heaved a sigh of relief and revealed a light smile. "I knew it! I also think it's fake, but we definitely have to ask those who know."
"Mm," Qiao Nian replied calmly.
He put away the painting. Then, he looked at the address and contact number on the note Qiao Nian handed him. He put away the note and said, "We can send this. Do you want paynt on delivery?"
"No."
"Sure."
The courier scribbled on a piece of paper and gave her a price.
Qiao Nian did not pay imdiately. Instead, she looked at him with clear black eyes and calmly said, "The canvas is delicate. I don't want it to be destroyed midway. Can you personally deliver this package?"
The courier thought for a mont.
The address Qiao Nian gave him was not far from here. The trip wouldn't take much ti.
He agreed readily. "But you have to pay more."
He added a few dozen yuan to the original price.
Qiao Nian paid him with her cell phone.
The courier quickly tore a receipt and said, "Don't worry. I'll call you when it's delivered. You can also track the delivery information online."
"Okay."
Qiao Nian put the receipt in her pocket.
The courier quickly packed the painting and placed it on his delivery truck before rembering sothing. He stopped the girl and asked, "By the way, young lady, what's your na? I need to register the custor's information and phone number."
Qiao Nian gave him a na and a string of numbers.
The delivery man gave her an 'OK' sign. "Alright, I'll deliver it in half an hour!"
Qiao Nian pulled down her baseball cap and thanked him politely.
After she left, the delivery man wrapped the painting in a layer of foam and fixed the foam at the four corners with tape.
Then, he carefully placed the painting into the cardboard box and bent down to carry it into the delivery truck. Next, the courier entered the car, started it, and went to the delivery address.
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