He thought it was free, after all, he had never seen a contracted elf charge money.
Is this how it's played out on TV?
As soon as they saw a customer coming, these little elves immediately flew back to their own little compartments and pretended to be well-behaved and greeted Zhao Lin.
I hope Zhao Lin can choose me.
Zhao Lin took a quick look and found that these elves were almost the same.
Each one is very exquisite, except for the hair color and wing color, there is almost no difference in other aspects.
"Have you chosen your guests?"
"Let me take another look. I'm very curious. Why do you want to charge money? Aren't you selling yourself out?"
"But... why can't we charge money? We, the elves, also need to live and develop, and all of these require money!"
“Is that so…”
Zhao Lin's eyes suddenly fell on a silver-haired elf, but this elf did not try to please Zhao Lin like the others did.
Instead, she sat on a chair in a small compartment, flipping through books non-stop, giving people the cool and elegant feeling of a lady from a scholarly family.
"This is a good one. How much is it?" Zhao Lin pointed at the silver-haired elf.
"Well... well, would you like to choose another elf? This elf is very weird. It doesn't know how to please its owner. It's not a qualified pet at all!"
"So I still recommend you to choose this one. Look at her long purple hair, her fluorescent wings. She is also very pleasing and cute, and can give you a different feeling." The elf introduced enthusiastically.
"I like this, how much is it!"
The elf's expression froze. He didn't expect this customer to be so stubborn, and the taste was also very unique.
"That guest... the contract requires the consent of both parties. She has already rejected many people, so you should choose another elf..."
"Such a unique personality? I like it!" Zhao Lin's eyes brightened even more.
“…”
The elf was speechless and could only helplessly fly to the small compartment and knock on the table. "Another customer came to contract you. What's your attitude?"
"I'm warning you. This time it's a big client, and if you don't sign the contract you might be expelled from the tribe. If you get killed by someone, don't regret it!" said the elf unhappily.
The silver-haired elf then closed the book, turned his head to look at Zhao Lin, and directly rejected him coldly: "Male, even worse!"
The elf was speechless for a while, said I don’t care about you, and flew away again.
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