Ademisol turned his neck to look at the few who hadn't submitted the cardboard.

They shook their heads in unison, signaling that there was nothing to sell.

Ademisol bowed his head slightly, raised his hand and gestured: "You can now write down the items or demands you wish to buy, remember to write your seat number, printed on the side of the sofa." ”

There was a rustle louder than before, and almost everyone was writing at their desks, even Miss Salted Fish.

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