Not long after, he took down the few paintings and put them in a plastic bag.
"For such a luxurious hotel, asking for a few paintings isn't too much, is it? We are honored guests, and the manager personally came to offer them for free. Taking a few souvenirs before we leave shouldn't be a big deal, right?"
Jiang Fang muttered to herself, sounding very reasonable.
With all this packing and unpacking, the things in her hands seemed to increase.
She thought about asking a waiter to help carry them out, but taking so many things felt a bit embarrassing.
Liu Li suddenly thought of Jiang Chuan at this moment and hurriedly said, "Isn't that hillbilly still around? Just call him to help carry the stuff."
"That's right." Jiang Fang slapped her forehead, finally remembering Jiang Chuan.
This stuff could conveniently be carried back by that hillbilly.
But when they looked for Jiang Chuan everywhere at this time, they couldn't find him at all.
