The boss's attitude didn't bother Chen Yang.
There were indeed too many people at the stall, so being busy was normal.
It's understandable.
Chen Yang was picking out stones with Wang Jingman, looking around for about ten minutes, when Jingman selected a stone roughly the size of a basketball.
Chen Yang also chose a stone, but it was only the size of a fist, and its shape was somewhat irregular.
From the appearance, it couldn't be compared to the stone Jingman selected.
"Chen Yang, I chose this one." Jingman picked up the stone and said confidently.
"Mine is much smaller. I think this one looks good." Chen Yang said, picking up the stone he selected.
After seeing Chen Yang's stone, which was so small and somewhat irregular in shape, Jingman was immediately less optimistic.
"You've chosen one so small, and it doesn't look good. I don't think it'll yield good jade." Jingman appraised.
