Chapter 8 he gave too much.

Her expression was so open that Robert Frost wondered if he had never seen the world in this respect and made a fuss. The man stood there with a sullen face, motionless, like a statue of an idol without emotion, which made people dare not look at it. Margaret Henson, in the gap of the elevator descent, felt the need to fight for the future of the studio. After coming out to work, I realized that in many cases, my face was nothing at all. After all, he can give too much. “Mr. Frost, I still want to know which style you like. I can try it. If you are really dissatisfied later, I can charge no fee. Robert Frost doesn't know what words to use to describe this woman. He was dumb for a moment and endured and endured before he said, "Don't you have a client?" Margaret Henson was a little surprised. No wonder Robert Frost was worried that she would do two things at the same time?