“Boss, I can do this job,” Shi Lan said slowly, just as the boss was sweating profusely.

The shopkeeper breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly handed her the cut fabric, but then Shi Lan changed the subject, saying, "It's just that if you want to finish this full embroidery, a month is a bit tight."

The boss was immediately speechless. Before leaving, the customer had said that she was going to participate in a major event in a month, and this was a design she had specially commissioned to make a name for herself.

"Miss Shi, do you think you can hurry up and try to finish the job?"

Shi Lan sighed softly, "I can make it, but this line of work relies on eyesight. If I ruin my eyes by rushing to finish a job, wouldn't that cut off my future livelihood?"

Upon hearing this, the boss gritted his teeth and held up three fingers. "Here's the amount I'll give you. Even if you're nearsighted, the extra amount is enough for you to have corrective surgery at the hospital."

Shi Lan remained unmoved. "Boss, my eyes are perfectly fine, but I've ruined them with exhaustion. They're only worth the surgery fee."

The boss's eyes were red, and after a long while he managed to hold up one more finger. "That's all. If you don't do it, I'll just give up on this business."

Hearing him make such a harsh statement, Shi Lan knew that she had pushed him to his limit, so she simply stopped raising the price.

"Alright, I'll take this job. Also, give me some extra embroidery thread. The requirements for the embroidery thread are quite high, judging from the pattern. You should have some here, right? I'll decorate with every color, and also an embroidery frame. And get me some fabric, that's all. Yes, the cost will be deducted from my wages."

The shopkeeper packed everything she requested into a large bag and asked, "Are you alone? Can you carry this?"

Shi Lan picked it up and felt that it was indeed quite heavy, but she had been practicing body tempering for some time, so this weight was nothing to her.

After saying goodbye to her boss, Shi Lan got back into her car.

When Chen Hao saw that she was carrying a large bag, he looked at it curiously. Seeing that Shi Lan was not interested in explaining, he wisely did not ask any further questions.

Back at the mansion, as soon as she went upstairs, she saw that the door to the study across the street was half open. Ning Yuze was resting his elbow on the edge of the table, staring at the screen, seemingly unaware that she had returned.