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289. Landscape map sent

He doesn't want his boss to focus on fighting with other anchors.

Tang Shu remembered the bad experience of Lianmai last time, and agreed with his words.

"Then you do it well, are there any difficulties? Should you ask Xiao Li to help you?"

"No need to be so troublesome. I've already made a mini program last time. This time I just need to change some of the settings and add them to the mini program."

"So, that mini program will be released soon?"

Tang Shu was a rare fashion.

"right!"

***

In the imperial capital, a courtyard house with very quaint decoration.

"Dongdong--"

With a knock on the door, an old man walking his birds in the yard slowly walked to the red door.

"Squeak--"

The old wooden door made a dull sound, and the old man saw a young man in work uniform outside.

"Hello, this uncle, is [the little painter] here?"

The courier in the same city served with a smile. He was holding a rectangular carton in his hand, which was sealed tightly outside, and a square express order was posted on the top.

When the old man heard this name, he frowned immediately.

"What [a little expert in painting], there is no such name here."

"Hey? But... the address clearly states here."

The courier was stunned for a moment, then took out his cell phone and called the number displayed on the order.

"Uncle, wait, I'll call to confirm."

"Okay, boy, you fight."

The phone was quickly connected.

"Hello, is it a [a little expert in painting]? I have a courier from you here, well... the address is... yes!"

Soon, the courier hung up the phone and a smile appeared on his face again.

"Uncle, I'm not at the wrong place, it's here!"

"That can't, no one here calls this name..."

"Grandpa! That thing is mine!"

Before the old man could finish his words, a slightly tender voice came from behind him.

"Your? How could it be yours? You are my grandson. I don't know what your name is?"

"Oh~~~Grandpa, you should really go online more. [Picture Expert] is my name in the live broadcast room, and the express delivery is mine."

The little boy looked only thirteen or fourteen years old. He politely signed his name on the courier form, signaled to the courier's delivery guy and walked towards the inner room with a rectangular box.

"Grandpa, I won't tell you anymore, my baby is here!"

"Boy! You know how to go online all day long and watch live broadcasts of monsters. It's better to read more books if you have that time."

"I know Grandpa!"

"What do you know? I see you haven't heard at all!"

The old man hung the bird cage on the branch in anger. After thinking about it, he felt a little worried, so he turned around and walked towards the inner room.

"I want to see what the treasure you are talking about is."

What about baby? What can I buy from those live broadcast rooms online?

He often heard neighbors talk about these things, and most of them were lies.

When the old man walked into the room, he happened to see his grandson, who was not very qualitative at home, was carefully cutting the tape outside the carton with a knife.
Chapter completed!
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