Mu Yanyan didn't care about hot searches, it's the hottest summer, even though she's under the shade of a tree, she's already tanned and oily.
Zhou Zeyang watched her keep fanning the air with his hands, scooped up a scoop of ice cream and handed it to her: "Cool and cool."
Muyanyan took it and took a small bite, the cold ice cream melted in the mouth, and the sweetness passed over the tip of her tongue, giving the hot summer a little bit of coolness, feeling super comfortable.
"Delicious," Mu Yanyan nodded.
The girl smiled with crooked eyebrows, like a clear spring in summer, Zhou Zeyang glanced at her, and quickly looked away.
"Eat more if you are not afraid of the cold."
After he finished speaking casually, he made another cup for Uncle Li, "Taste it."
Uncle Li waved his hand and said with a smile: "No, I can't eat this when I'm old."
Zhou Zeyang put it back into the thermos.
Mu Yanyan and the others set up the stall in an orderly manner, and because of Zhou Zeyang's new project, they earned more today than every day, and it was almost a thousand less when they checked the accounts at night.
Huang Zongxi's workmanship is getting better and better. Tonight, four tables were set up, more than 1,000 a week. After cost, they will soon catch up with Mu Yanyan's group.
Only Sun Ying and He Yingying's group is still standing still.
Instead of going to the night market street at night, they found a silk exhibition and told the person in charge that they were doing a show, hoping to give them a place to set up a stall.
The person in charge knew Sun Ying, and readily agreed.
But there are no good booths left, after all, this large silk booth has already been reserved.
A stadium rented by the silk exhibition, the booths inside are spread out on both sides in a U shape.
The booths of Sun Ying and He Yingying are at the bottom of the U-shape, and a little further back, if you don't go around the booth, you can't see them at all. This is the position specially vacated by the person in charge.
Most of the products sold in the silk exhibition are clothes. Once their mats and jewelry are placed inside, they form a unique scenery.
Of course, this scenery is a bit hidden and not easy to find.
Before the Silk Fair started, He Yingying was still looking forward to it: "There are a lot of people today, so we will definitely be able to sell a lot."
Sun Ying snorted, but didn't speak.
The thing he hated the most before was milk, but now the thing he hates the most is the summer mat.
I don't want to see this kind of thing in my life.
Yesterday, the staff of the working group asked him without winking, "The weather is too hot, should I spread out a mat for you?" and let him scold him back.
If it wasn't for him to maintain a good image, he would even want to hit someone.
Shop your mat!
After five o'clock in the afternoon, a few guests entered the silk exhibition.
They look here, stroll there, rarely buy anything, and most of them come out for a walk.
He Yingying's booth was blocked, and she discussed with the elder brother in front: "Brother, can you collect some of your clothes, so I can put the jewelry on?"
Her jewelry box is about thirty centimeters, so it doesn't take up much space.
But this kind of stall is very expensive, how could the eldest brother give He Yingying a place just by saying a word.
"That can't be done. I rented this place, and it's not enough." He glanced back, "Look, I haven't even opened my clothes."
"Brother, how much did you pay for the rent? I'll give it to you." He Yingying said without hesitation.
The eldest brother glanced at her lightly: "The little jewelry you sell is not enough for the booth fee."
He Yingying: "..."
Well, she really has no money.
There were no customers, so He Yingying retreated to the back and sat on a small chair with her head down, flicking her mobile phone.
Sun Ying's mats were not even spread out, they were rolled up and placed on the shelf, and those who didn't know thought they were not for sale.
He has now completely given up treatment.
The elder at the booth in front tidied up his clothes for a while, then suddenly remembered something and asked He Yingying, "Are you doing a show?"
He Yingying didn't know what her eldest brother was going to do, she was a little confused: "Yes."
The eldest brother looks fair and clean, a little fat, suddenly smiled: "Then can you sing and dance?"
He Yingying is a professional in singing and dancing, of course she can.
When asked, he was very proud: "Of course."
The eldest brother laughed even harder: "Then it's not impossible to give you a place."
He Yingying was happy, and she was about to get up holding the jewelry box, only to hear her elder brother say again: "Then you have to dance a piece of "Little Apple" for me."
He Yingying: "..."
Everyone in the live broadcast room was laughing like crazy.
—Is Little Apple okay
—He Yingying never thought that one day someone would ask her to dance in the square.
— Hahaha, I laughed so hard, I want to see Little Apple.
…
He Yingying doesn't want to dance, but when she thinks about her performance, she feels unconvinced, why can Muyanyan sell so much money, but she can't sell any of them!
He Yingying gritted her teeth and went all out: "Okay."
The stall owner brought his own music. He found "Little Apple" from the player and clicked it to play. Then he sat on a chair, waving a cattail fan and half-closed his eyes to listen to the song.
He Yingying: "..."
Forget it, she accepts reality.
He Yingying began to dance to the beat of the music.
This was the most humiliating day for He Yingying since her debut. After singing and dancing, she quickly put her jewelry box on the big brother's table, as if she was afraid that the big brother would regret it.
Sun Ying was still squatting at the back where he couldn't see. He Yingying brushed her hair and asked Sun Ying, "Why don't you dance a piece of "Little Apple" for my brother?"
Sun Ying glanced at her with a wicked look on his face: "No need."
His stage must be gorgeous, with gorgeous lighting and perfect sound effects, so he can't dance all the time. How can he dance in such a place.
Because of this sentence, there is no need to explode in the live broadcast room.
After all, the top stream is a man with his own hotspots, and his every move will attract everyone's attention, let alone when he is so aggrieved.
— Ahhh, I really want to see my brother dance with Little Apple.
—I can't do it anymore, brother, don't jump.
—Son, if you want to dance Little Apple, mom will give you money so that you can be the first.
——I'm dying of laughter, I really want to see Brother Sun's hip-hop version of Little Apple.
…
Not to mention that He Yingying was worth the risk this time. After a silk show, she sold more than 40 jewelry. Of course, the price was not 49. The most expensive one was sold for 30, and the cheapest was 18. She made a total of 495. Counting the return cost of 675, there are now 1170 in their group.
There is still a distance from the cost of 3,000 yuan, but it is still a big improvement.
None of Sun Ying's summer mats were sold because they were expensive.
By the time the silk was finished today, his face was so dark that it was beyond description.
The next day, He Yingying went to buy again early in the morning. With previous experience, the jewelry she bought this time was not expensive, with an average of about eight yuan each.
The Silk Fair is held for half a month, and she can put it here for a while.
He Yingying has now become the most profitable woman in their group, and now she can ruthlessly laugh at Sun Ying.
Sun Ying was angry, but he also wanted to have a table with his elder brother.
After being aggrieved for a whole day, I finally pulled my face down: "Brother, I'll dance a little apple for you too, can you let me put the mat on stage?"
The eldest brother glanced at him and shook his head: "Young man, do you think any man is willing to open a green channel for a man?"
Sun Ying: "..."
It happened that next to the big brother who set up the stall was an underwear seller, a woman in her 40s or 50s, looking very happy, she had seen Sun Yingjiu a long time ago, and recognized him.
But she doesn't chase stars, and she has no feelings for idols.
After hearing the words of the big brother who set up the stall, he smiled and waved to Sun Ying: "Young man, come to Auntie."
Sun Ying hesitated a little and walked over.
The aunt said with a smile: "My girl is your fan, so if you do a dance for me, I will give you a piece of the booth."
Sun Ying was of course happy with this good thing: "Auntie, thank you so much."
After a pause, "I can sign your daughter's name."
"No need," the auntie smiled brightly, "I have always disagreed with my girl chasing stars, so you can dance a part of... "Itch" for me."
Sun Ying: "... "Itch"?"
No, Auntie, do you still know itches
As we all know, "Itch" is a dance that can especially show the softness of women. It is both sexy and beautiful when danced.
Of course, many people also think it is very pornographic and coquettish, especially when men dance.
The live broadcast room exploded directly.
—Holy shit, this eldest sister is an undercover agent of the program group, and she knows the aspirations of the audience too well.
— No, my brother is not subject to this insult. If he dances, we will all be fans.
— Haha, the winning fans better keep their word.
—If it were me, I wouldn't record this shitty program, it's obviously embarrassing my brother.
—My brother is the best in singing and dancing, but who is the all-rounder, how does he know how to set up a stall to do business, and the program crew doesn't give the script, isn't it embarrassing
—As far as your fans have a lot of shit, how can other groups do it
…
There was already a lot of noise in the live broadcast room.
Sun Ying is a character who refuses to admit defeat, and this variety show is probably the most difficult thing he has encountered since he grew up.
He doesn't want to lose.
Especially not wanting to lose to Mu Yanyan.
So he hesitated a little, and finally accepted.
"Auntie, I didn't skip, only a few syllables."
Auntie was not picky, and said with a smile: "A few are fine, and the climax is fine." After she finished speaking, she muttered again, "Look at my girl who is still chasing stars in the future, let her be disillusioned now."
—Hahaha, I see, the aunt is taking revenge on Sun Ying.
— Hurry up, find out who is her girl, and expel her fans.
— Just talk about it upstairs, my fans are all law-abiding people, human flesh breaks the law.
—By the way, the person who just said that Sun Ying lost his fans when he danced.
—Ah, my brother is so wronged, but we don't cry.
——My brother is not surprised by favor or humiliation, and Han Xin has also been humiliated by Kuoxia. My brother jumped the itch today, and he will surely have a bright star future.
—The face of the winning fan upstairs is too big, who was the one who said to take off the fan just now
—…
…
"Come on, be merry, there's plenty of time anyway..."
The music of "Itch" slowly sounded over the silk exhibition. Sun Ying pursed his thin lips and stood in front of the booth, took a deep breath, and then posed for the music.
…
Today, the three groups have gained a lot. Of course, Mu Yanyan's group continues to be far ahead, Huang Zongxi is catching up, and Sun Ying's group is about to pay back.
After dancing "Itch", Sun Ying's business picked up immediately, and he sold 13 mats in one night. Although he failed to sell 269, he still made money.
Afterwards, when he gained experience in buying goods, he naturally lowered the price, and naturally made more money.
Time quickly moved forward for a week, and everyone set up stalls more and more smoothly.
I even feel that I can live a good life without being in the entertainment industry in the future.
In the evening, Muyanyan got ready to rest after taking a shower, her long wavy brown hair was casually pulled up, she was wearing a very homely home clothes, and she was lying on the bed looking at her mobile phone.
Although it is a live broadcast, it is not broadcast during sleep time, which also allows them to rest better.
As soon as Mu Yanyan opened a video, she received a call from Mu Jing.
I was a little puzzled, Mu Jing would never take the initiative to call her, why are you looking for her now.
Hesitating, Muyanyan pressed the answer button.
As soon as the phone was connected, Mu Jing's heart-piercing roar came from inside: "Mu Yanyan, you have to be ashamed!"
Mu Yanyan frowned, the one who robbed the original owner's boyfriend was Mu Jing, does she still have the face to call others shameless
Besides, she has been on the set recently and hasn't contacted the outside world, so she can't mess with Mu Jing.
Before she could speak, Mu Jing's scolding came one after another: "What are you doing? Why does the Han family want the money back?"
"I said you are a money loser, and you went to cheer others up. If they want it, you can still get the money back. Have you offended someone?"
"Is your brain a pig's brain? You can't do such a small thing well?"
"Do you know that Dad sold all the cars in order to pay back the Han family's money!"
…
Mu Jing cursed without saying a word, but Mu Yanyan understood it.
That is to say, the Han family asked for the money invested in the Mu family back.
Isn't that what she wanted
I still remember that when Han Zheng woke up, she asked him to ask him to get the money back.
Of course, she wouldn't want the money, mainly because she couldn't make it cheaper for the Mu family.
Unexpectedly, Han Zheng actually did it.
Mu Jing over there didn't know Mu Yanyan's attitude, otherwise she would definitely die of anger.
He just scolded the Han family vigorously: "I heard that the vegetative person of the Han family woke up, and he did it. Why should he want to return our family's money after taking your man!"
This Mu Jing really has no brains, Mu Yanyan suddenly smiled: "Mu Jing, I didn't spend a penny of this money, it has nothing to do with me in whose hands!"
Mu Jing was blocked, and it took her a long time to find her voice: "You, what do you mean?"
Mu Yanyan said mercilessly: "The Mu family is your home, it has nothing to do with me at all, Mu Ninghai has never raised me for a day, never hugged me once, why should I take advantage of him and let him get money?"
"But, but..." For the first time, Mu Jing was blocked from speaking by Mu Yanyan.
"But he is your father, how can you turn your elbow out?"
Mu Yanyan really wanted to open Mu Jing's mind to see if it was all shit.
"Han Zheng can live with me and let me live comfortably, can Mu Ninghai?"
"Why, he donated a sperm back then, so he can do whatever he wants?"
"Can a child grow up on air?"
…
Of course, she said that Mu Jing didn't understand these things, and she was too lazy to waste time talking.
Before hanging up the phone, she wanted to get angry with Mu Jing, and said truthfully: "Let me tell you, the Han family wanted the money back, and I asked for it. Do you understand now?"
Mu Jing: "..."
"Muyanyan, you are really sick. They won't give you a cent if they ask for your money back. How could you treat us like this?"
"We are your family."
It was the family members when they sucked blood, and when the original owner was forced to marry a vegetative person, what was the original owner when it was sold for 300 million
After stealing the original owner's boyfriend, I can't wait for the original owner to die, what is the original owner
When she gave birth to the original owner and ignored her and allowed her to be bullied, what was the original owner
"Heh," Mu Yanyan sneered, her voice was harsh, "I'm sorry, the Mu family and I... have never been family members."
She said the last few words one by one, and she hung up the phone neatly after finishing speaking.
So what if you don't give her one cent of the three hundred million, she never thought about asking for the three hundred million.
It was the Han family's money, or in other words, it was the money reached through an agreement with the Mu family, and she had no idea about it.
The phone hung up, followed by a text message reminder.
Muyanyan calmed down a bit before reading the message.
I thought why spam text messages? Since the invention of WeChat, the text message function has become more and more useless. Most of the messages received are spam.
But when she saw the content of the text message clearly, she was stunned.
How could this be possible, her account was extra out of thin air... 300 million
Fuck, who made a mistake, right
Is she rich
Three hundred million, she didn't even dare to think about it before, how is this possible!
Mu Yanyan patted her face hard, trying to wake herself up, and then she carefully read the text message several times, after confirming that her eyes were not blurred, she was sure that she had indeed suddenly gained 300 million.