In various orders, Xiang Ning spent more than 5,000 on Jilang, and ordered a variety of things, not to mention those within the delivery range, and some outside the delivery range, Xiang Ning directly called for errands, and gave them half a city. he sent. He even ordered a hot pot once, because the hot pot was too heavy to carry, so he had the pot and the stove all placed at the door for him, so he squatted at the door of the villa in the middle of the night to eat.
But he's a ghost, and ghosts just have a taste, and that thing still exists. But Xiang Ning didn't panic at all, and another errand was called nearby, offering 50 yuan as a reward, and someone came over to help him carry the hot pot away again.
When the errand brother received the order, he was very surprised. He had received all kinds of errand tasks, some helped to buy things, some helped to deliver things, but he had never received help to take out the garbage. When he arrived at the door of the villa, he saw a red oil hot pot, which was full of boiled meatballs and vegetables of various colors, plus beef and mutton, and the ingredients were overflowing. There is also a note next to the hot pot, pressed with a bowl, and it reads: Please help with garbage sorting, thank you.
The errand guy looked bewildered, and he didn't eat it after cooking. Did this guy cook a hot pot in front of his house to play
Today's rich people really don't understand more and more.
Ji Lang didn't react much to Xiang Ning's behavior of spending money. After all, this amount of money was nothing to him, and it was a good deal to buy a clean one. But it's summer now, and Xiang Ning eats eight meals a day. Ji Lang was afraid that the villa would be swollen by the leftover meals, so he took the time to visit. He wanted to arrange a cleaning aunt, but he came to the door At first glance, this kid is smart, and the garbage has been disposed of.
Ji Lang suddenly gave up completely.
It was half a month in the blink of an eye. At this time, Sang Tian had already calculated all his net worth, and transferred one-fifth of it to Dong Yongyuan. He also brought a black cat with him.
The day after receiving the money, Dong Yongyuan handed over the bank card and the black cat to Wu Miaomiao.
"Why is there a civet cat?" Wu Miaomiao's eyes fell on the cage that Dong Yongyuan was carrying.
The black cat in the cage seemed to be sleeping. After hearing Wu Miaomiao's voice, its closed eyes opened briefly, and then closed again.
"Xiaohao gave it to you." Dong Yongyuan said.
"I don't want to use the civet cat to pay off the debt. Let me tell you, I don't want it if it's too expensive." Wizards like black spirit beasts, of which black cats are the most popular. In the past, her master also raised a black cat, but that cat was just an ordinary cat, and it was only endearing with its dark fur. But the black cat in front of her was full of aura, so Wu Miaomiao felt that if the price was right, she wouldn't mind accepting it.
"Meow?!" The black cat suddenly raised its head and called out angrily at Wu Miaomiao, as if feeling Wu Miaomiao's dislike.
"I don't need money for it. The rest of the reward is in this card." Dong Yongyuan said.
"If you don't want the money, then I don't want it. You won't get paid for no merit." Wu Miaomiao refused.
"How can it be regarded as no merit and no reward? You saved my aunt and saved the lives of my uncle and cousin, so they both have to pay you. The money in this bank card is my uncle's net worth. Even if the cat is my cousin's net worth." Dong Yongyuan said.
Wu Miaomiao was a little dazed by Dong Yongyuan: "Why does it sound reasonable?"
"It was originally, you can keep this cat owner at ease. Don't all of you wizards like black cats?" Sang Wenhao told him that wizards like black cats.
Wu Miaomiao glanced at the black cat again, feeling a little moved. Black cats and cursed dolls are standard for wizards. Cursed dolls can be made by themselves, but black cats and beasts have to look at opportunities. Although she didn't have the idea of looking for a black cat, but with a black cat, she will look like a card when she goes out in the future.
"That's fine, then I'll accept the cat. You tell your cousin, if he asks me for anything in the future, I won't despise him for having less pocket money." Wu Miaomiao collects money according to the client's net worth. One to collect, that is to say, the richer the client, the more compensation she receives. So under normal circumstances, Wu Miaomiao would not accept the child's entrustment, because the child only has pocket money, it is likely that it took a long time to work, and in the end there is not even a thousand yuan. Moreover, it has to be the case that the lucky money has just been taken after the Spring Festival.
"Okay." Dong Yongyuan agreed with a smile.
"Give me the cat, take the bank card to the husband." Wu Miaomiao took the cat's cage and looked curiously.
"Card to the boss?"
"Yes, I give all the money I earn to Xiang Gonghua." Wu Miaomiao said as a matter of course.
Dong Yongyuan was slightly startled, and suddenly thought of that night half a month ago, when his uncle made the down payment, the proprietress seemed to have just received the bank card from her, and turned around and gave it to the boss. And the boss seems to have really accepted it.
The boss is so rich, yet he still takes money from his daughter-in-law. Is he playing the game of support
"Okay, then I'll take it to the boss, and I happen to have a contract for him to sign." Dong Yongyuan took the bank card and turned back to his workstation, then took the contract that Ji Lang signed and went to the second floor .
In the office, Ji Lang looked over the contract that Dong Yongyuan brought over, and signed it after confirming that there was no problem. As a result, he just closed the contract when he saw Dong Yongyuan hand over another bank card.
Ji Lang was puzzled and looked at Dong Yongyuan in confusion.
"The boss gave it to you, saying that she will spend all the money she makes."
Ah, what a good daughter-in-law, I don't know if I can marry a daughter-in-law who can make money for me in my life.
Ji Lang was stunned, but didn't pick up the bank card: "Is it the final payment from your uncle?"
"Yes." Dong Yongyuan nodded.
"You divide the money in the card into two, deposit half into my card, and give the other half to Wu Miaomiao." Ji Lang said.
Five minutes later, Dong Yongyuan took down the bank card intact, and at the same time, an extremely complicated expression appeared on his face, envy, jealousy, and even more grief and anger.
With a click, Dong Yongyuan slammed the contract onto his desk, as if he was venting something, which frightened Bei Fan next to him.
"What are you doing?" Bei Fan asked him.
"Choke." Dong Yongyuan said angrily.
"I'm going to drink water when I'm choked. Why are you throwing something? Be careful to scare away my inspiration. I'm looking for you desperately." Bei Fan threatened.
Dong Yongyuan was speechless for a moment, but he actually took the cup to pick up the water, and he didn't know if it was a psychological effect. After drinking the water, he felt that he really didn't feel as choked as before. After feeling better, he went to the reading area to find Wu Miaomiao again.
"Madam, give me your bank account." Dong Yongyuan said.
"Why?" Wu Miaomiao was holding a piece of jerky to tease the black cat in the cage, and when she heard the words, she turned around. The black cat saw Wu Miaomiao's attention, and as soon as its claws probed, it was about to grab Wu Miaomiao's hand.
"Be careful!" Dong Yongyuan was startled.
However, Wu Miaomiao seemed to have known it for a long time. She shrank her hand back and avoided it instantly.
Dong Yongyuan was startled: "Why is this cat so fierce? My cousin clearly said that it is very well-behaved."
"It is estimated that I disliked it just now, and I was angry when it heard it." Wu Miaomiao said.
"Meow~~" The black cat meowed, and the cat's face was raised with contempt.
"It seems that he is indeed angry." Dong Yongyuan also saw it this time.
"Why do you want a bank account with me? Give me money?" Wu Miaomiao then asked Dong Yongyuan.
"Yes." Dong Yongyuan nodded, "The boss asked me to give you half of the money in the card just now."
"What did Xianggong say? Why?" Wu Miaomiao became curious when she heard that Ji Lang explained it.
"Your husband said that all the money you earn will be spent on him, then the money he earns will be spent on you." Dong Yongyuan said, enduring the stench of dog food, sourly, "My uncle gave it to you. Isn't half of the compensation earned by the boss? So the half will be passed on to you."
"Really?!" Wu Miaomiao's eyes suddenly lit up, and the corners of her mouth were about to go to the back of her head.
"Yes, not only this money, the copyright of the books the boss sells will also be credited to your account in the future." Dong Yongyuan's stomach was full of pain, and he suddenly felt choked again.
"Okay, I'll give you the account number now." Wu Miaomiao agreed very happily this time. It happened that there was a photo of the bank card in her mobile phone album, so she found it and sent it to Dong Yongyuan on WeChat.
After sending it out, Wu Miaomiao was still there with her mobile phone, she was so happy, I wonder if my husband was so happy when he received the bank card he gave him, hehehe~~~
Dong Yongyuan couldn't take it anymore, and even regretted coming over in person. He knew that if he wanted an account on WeChat, he had to come over and be stuffed with dog food.
Dong Yongyuan walked back to his workstation, and before he sat down, Wu Miaomiao suddenly sent him another WeChat message.
The proprietress: [Hurry up and give me money, I'm going to buy things for the beginning of school in the afternoon, and use my husband's money to buy them.]
Dong Yongyuan paused for a while, then picked up the water glass on the table and poured half a glass before replying: [Okay.]
The Sang family had already returned to Licheng, and the reward was directly credited to Dong Yongyuan's account after Sang Tian's appraisal, so this card was actually Dong Yongyuan's card. After hearing Wu Miaomiao's request, Dong Yongyuan immediately logged into the online bank and transferred the money to Wu Miaomiao.
It was a remittance with many zeros. After Wu Miaomiao received the money, she couldn't wait to go out and spend it. She walked around the mall for several times and bought a lot of things, as if she suddenly became very eager to shop.
It’s also spending money. How can you be so much happier spending your partner’s money than spending your own
Wu Miaomiao became happier as she walked around, and even bought a bunch of pet supplies for the black cat she just received and who still hates her. Just when I was thinking about what else to buy, two more transfers suddenly appeared in the bank card, which were several million and tens of millions.
This... This is also the money that Xiang Gong earned? I just came out to buy something, and my husband made money again
Just as she was thinking about it, Dong Yongyuan's WeChat sent it: [Madame, the two-to-one transfer just now is the boss's manuscript fee this month and the copyright fee received.]
Wu Miaomiao stared at the news for a long time, and suddenly lost her desire to shop. She went back to the studio with a bunch of shopping bags.
"Madam, what did you buy?" The people in the studio were drinking afternoon tea, and when Wu Miaomiao came back with a big bag, she couldn't help but curiously came up.
Going to college, there are a lot of things to buy. When they went to college, they wished they could buy a new one.
"I bought some things for school, and some food." Wu Miaomiao took out the food and distributed it to everyone, "Add food to the afternoon tea."
"Thank you, Madam Boss." Everyone thanked them, took the food and divided them up. Dong Yongyuan also wanted to follow, but Wu Miaomiao grabbed the corner of his clothes.
Dong Yongyuan was stunned, knowing that this was the boss who had something to ask him, so he took the initiative to ask: "Boss, what's the matter?"
Wu Miaomiao patted the seat next to her and motioned Dong Yongyuan to sit down. When Dong Yongyuan sat down according to her words, she asked in a low voice, "Dongdong, how much does Xianggong earn a month?"
"How much money does the boss make a month?" Dong Yongyuan frowned. Why did the lady boss ask this question? Did she want to see if the boss hid the money? In this case, it cannot be too specific, but it must show the wealth of the boss.
"It's hard to say, it depends on whether the boss can open a new book. If he opens a new book, the income in the month when he opens the book will be relatively high. If he doesn't open the book, the income from the old text will also be considerable. In addition, the copyright, the boss's book, the copyright It has always been very popular, and many foreign companies will come to ask, but the boss asks more, it depends on his mood to sell or not. However, one or two copyrights can be sold a year, and one copyright is at least 20 million yuan. Recently One of the boss's books has been filmed and is about to be released, and it is estimated that after the release, new readers will come to the website to read the book, so the manuscript fee will rise again."
"In addition to these, the boss has a lot of real estate. He doesn't seem to be renting out the real estate, but the house price is rising every day. The last time I saw the boss, it seemed that the boss was buying stocks. I know what stocks the boss bought. But if the earnings are good, it will cost millions of dollars a month. And... "
"And..." Wu Miaomiao's voice trembled.
"What I said is actually what I know, and there may be some things I don't know. Anyway, the boss is very rich." Dong Yongyuan feels that he is really an excellent assistant. In this way, the proprietress will definitely not be able to find out the private money. Lai, "Although the boss only opens a new book in two or three months, as long as the book is finished, it will be read on the Internet. So he does nothing and earns money every day."
"Do nothing, and get money every day?" Wu Miaomiao's face changed.
"Yeah, but if you don't open a book for a long time, the traffic will definitely not be enough, and the manuscript fee will definitely fall."
Wu Miaomiao can no longer listen to these words. The words that Dong Yongyuan just said are circling in her mind. Even if her husband does nothing, he still has money every day
Wu Miaomiao always felt that she could make money, but when she was forced to fight with her husband, she was a waste.
If Xianggong does nothing, she can make money, but if she does nothing, she can only spend money.
No, it can't be like this. Now that all the money that Xianggong earns is spent on her, she is rich, but if she spends the money she earns, isn't she going to become poorer? Resolutely not to let Xianggong suffer.
"Dongdong, I want to make money, do you have a way?" Wu Miaomiao thought about it, and she could only make money by relying on her own witchcraft.
Although she can go out to find a target to make money, but she is looking for a target based on negative energy value. The more desperate the other party, the more negative energy, the more it can attract her attention. But the more desperate people are, the richer they are.
Last time, Han Meng, with a net worth of three million, was already the second richest among the clients she had ever received. Ahem, the first rich man was Dong Yongyuan's uncle. But even if the two of them add up, it can't match a copyright fee of her husband.
Simply weak.
That's why she thought of Dong Yongyuan. Dong Yongyuan is an undercover agent of the association. He must know how people in Xuanmen make money.
"Boss, you are already so rich, why do you work so hard to make money?" Dong Yongyuan is really puzzled. One copyright fee from the boss is enough for him to spend his whole life. Stop trying. As a result, why did the lady boss look stimulated, but instead she worked hard to become stronger
"I will work hard to make money for Xiang Gonghua." Wu Miaomiao clenched her fists.
Dong Yongyuan only felt that a ton of dog food suddenly appeared in the sky, and he was caught off guard.
It's really enough. How many times do you and your wife have to show today before they can stop.