She had just found out that her son was going to open a B&B. Looking at the room full of people, she had no choice but to smooth her hair in embarrassment: "Then what...just do it first."
Even if her son doesn't have to pay for it, what she has earned over the years, plus what Lu Chuan has given her, is still a few million, which is enough.
But there is one thing she can't wait for: "I have to keep an eye on the B&B, right? How about we go back in two days and I'll pack up my house and give it to an agency to rent it out."
Her place is not as good as Lu Chuan's house, but it is quite prosperous, and the rent can easily cost several thousand a month.
Lu Chuan sighed silently.
There’s nothing wrong with the B&B here, and the people over there are ready to rent out their houses... They’re damn determined not to leave!
But... isn't this too impatient?
"Then...where's that Uncle Zhang you talked about before?"
"Ah!" Lu Jing just remembered it, and couldn't help but feel annoyed: "It's all my fault. I'm getting older now, so it would be better if everyone's cold treatment gradually fades away... We haven't seriously mentioned breaking up yet!"
"No!" She took out her mobile phone and said with a sense of responsibility, "I have to make it clear to them that I can't delay him from finding a wife!"
The phone crackled and she typed a line of text to send. Lu Jing looked back at Wu Lan, whose face was full of gossip, and smiled brightly:
"Sister-in-law, I just sent him a message saying that we broke up. You said that there is nothing unusual about a man like this. Why don't you keep him for the New Year without breaking up?"
Wulan thought of the gossip she shared before, and now she quite agreed: "Yes! When we get older, we can't easily find a wife. It's hard to live a good life half way! Maybe we have to do some nanny work.
"
The two of them murmured and simply invited Grandma Qi, Aunt Lianhua and Mrs. Tang, who were standing aside, into the tea party. After a while, they forgot about the B&B and the conversation was in full swing.
Qiaoqiao came over at this moment: "Sister, how should I read the children's homework? Please teach me. Do I need to give points during the selection? What should I do if I fail?"
He handed over the phone with expectation on his face.
Song Tan was also stuck.
How do you read homework? Look at pictures and videos in the group? Or do you look in the comment area? You can pass the exam just by watching a video of making dinner, but don’t expect your number of followers to plummet by 200,000 the next time you broadcast!
She turned around and threw the problem to Xin Jun: "Teacher Xin..."
"I'm a little busy!" Xin Jun told the truth.
In the past two or three months, he has compiled a complete set of free courses for children and middle-aged and elderly people who have no basic knowledge, including literacy, arithmetic and some simple knowledge. It can be said that he has done his best.
However, the results of promoting the free courses were average. During this period, I was thinking about how to attract traffic and buy traffic. However, Song Tan suggested that he ask Qiao Qiao to put the link, but he refused.
According to Xin Jun: "Online classes can easily be regarded as cutting leeks. Qiaoqiao doesn't even bring high-quality products from the village, so he has to ensure the purity of his live broadcast fans."
"You also know that I am not just doing it to make money, so there is no need to drag Qiao Qiao into the water just to make money."
Song Tan felt sad and helpless about this.
But having said that, Xin Jun’s lessons were not in vain. He occasionally posted video clips on WeChat Moments to show to his mother. His parents now firmly believe that he is a teacher in school.
It’s not easy to get a teaching qualification now, nor is it easy to get a job... Look, last semester I was teaching middle and high school, but this time I’m teaching elementary school.
Tsk, tsk, tsk, it’s not easy to take care of children now. My son has just arrived and he has to perform well and win the trust of his parents and the school... No wonder he can’t go home even after the twelfth lunar month.
Song Tan and Zhang Yanping both knew this. Looking at him at the moment, they didn't dare to think about what would happen if the lie was exposed.
But then again: "Xin Jun, didn't you say you don't want to do business? Why are you so happy to open a B&B?"
Xin Jun thought for a while: "Because I think your cousin is very good at doing business... At worst, I will get a smaller share."
It’s impossible to work hard, and it’s really nice to be a wage earner who doesn’t have any pressure and doesn’t work overtime.
Although he was a little busy, he still put Qiaoqiao's needs first. After thinking about it, he said: "You have grown up a lot now, and your children also have to go to work. Not everyone can."
Time to do homework.”
"Well, you can make money through live broadcasts. Why don't you give your brother Yan Ping five hundred yuan every month, and let him help you select your homework after each live broadcast, submit it to you for arrangement, and then be responsible for your homework?
How about exchanging safflower for a package...?"
Zhang Yanping stared at him with big eyes - You Xinjun! Why don't you put more burdens on yourself!
Qiaoqiao is still your student!
But Xin Jun turned his head with a smile, but Qiao Qiao blinked and looked at him expectantly. Zhang Yanping instantly felt pain -
Why do you have to look after yourself for trivial matters?
"Brother Yanping..." Qiao Qiao looked at him pitifully: "You are so awesome. This class reunion was particularly good..."
Zhang Yanping stepped on Xin Jun hard. Seeing him grinning instantly, he also grinned:
"You can do it, but you have to pay more!"
He stretched out three fingers: "Add three hundred!"
If they weren’t related by blood, I wouldn’t even think of paying him that price!
But Qiao Qiao frowned instantly: "It costs 800...you are so expensive..."
Zhang Yanping instantly became so angry that he fell backwards!
Little one, do you know how much money you earn from a live broadcast? Ah? Your cousin wants 800 yuan but you won’t give it?! Without this 800 yuan, how can you repay your sister’s debt in the future!
Song Tan was already laughing stupidly. At this moment, he was sulking while trying to persuade Qiao Qiao: "Our brother Yan Ping usually does a lot of things. Just 800 for 800. Give it to him for the price of family affection..."
Qiao Qiao groaned: "I do more! But sister, the salary you gave me only increased a little bit..."
Song Tan: ...Oops, the boomerang came back.
Now it was Zhang Yanping's turn to laugh wildly.
While he was smiling, a phone call suddenly came over. Song Tan looked at the note above and decisively handed the phone to Lu Chuan.
On the phone, the familiar female voice sounded very polite:
"Is this Qiaoqiao's family? After discussions with our company, the conditions we set before can be met..."
The voice was heard, and everyone heard the words. At this moment, Zhang Yanping and Xin Jun came closer, and their hearts could not help but beat wildly.
But Lu Chuan was holding the phone, his expression was extremely calm, and even his tone of reply was so calm and polite...
After hanging up the phone, everyone clicked on the contract document received on the mobile phone. After confirming the amount again, Zhang Yanping showed a painful look:
"Song Qiaoqiao! You already have a signing fee of 8 million, and my monthly income as your assistant is only 800. You still think it's too expensive... You're too much!"
Then I remembered that if I wanted to open a B&B, I would have to borrow millions from Song Tan...
"Damn it!" He murmured: "If I were still the fair-faced guy I was before, there would definitely be people watching my live broadcast!"
