"Isn't it too real?"
"It's true, it's real."
Father He and He Shan were in the kitchen looking at the backseat of the big pig, silent for a while, not knowing what to say.
"I can't finish this... Let's make bacon, and then send half to Xiaomai, enough for the two of them to eat for half a year."
"Well, it's okay, it looks quite fresh, and the taste of bacon is good."
The two people inside were discussing what to do, outside, Qin Guanglin and Zhao Qing might as well sit and chat together, He Cheng ran around, came here once in a while to grab some snacks, and then went elsewhere.
"Did you draw all these yourself? I looked at it for a while last night, and an hour or two passed before I knew it."
Zhao Qing showed Qin Guanglin his progress with his mobile phone. Over a year, the paintings on it had accumulated quite a lot, and he couldn't finish them all in a short while.
"Well, I draw them when I'm bored, to make those readers happy." Qin Guanglin scratched his head and smiled, and didn't say it was mainly because of why he was happy.
Sour to death.
"It's ok... I think reading is 100,000+. Are you mainly engaged in this now?"
Zhao Qing didn't quite believe his rhetoric that it was boring to draw casually, and drawing casually would make it popular, isn't it funny
It's not that she doesn't know much about the official account. According to the number of fans and readings Qin Guanglin made, with a little operation, she can earn tens of thousands a month.
Money is not important, the main thing is to make readers and friends happy
Do you think you are Ma Guanglin
She put away her phone and sighed, "I also tried to make an account teaching legal common sense. In the self-media age, I couldn't do it. Not only technology, but also brains-not as good as you young people. .”
"Good luck... I mainly draw casually after get off work. No one knows why it suddenly becomes so popular."
Qin Guanglin really didn’t know that the official account was so easy to make a profit. Since he rejected the advertisement of Diamond Ring, several advertisements appeared. At that time, his fans were only about 20,000. Although he was very active, the price could not be raised, so he just concentrated on painting The painting rights should be kept as a souvenir, and those vain ones were not dealt with. Some people left messages and cooperated and ignored them. Up to now, the number of fans has exceeded 100,000, and they have not accepted the advertisement seriously.
Looking at the long line of messages urging marriage and blessings every day, he couldn't find the north with joy, so he had no time to talk to them.
"Is work going well? I heard from Xiaomai that he plans to buy a house this year?" Zhao Qing asked.
Qin Guanglin turned his head to look at why not, seeing her smiling at him, couldn't help grabbing her hand and kneading it, nodded and said: "Yes, I'm already watching it now, wait for her to choose a place - work..."
Talking about work, he became more energetic, pretending to be unintentional, and continued: "This year's work is going well, and I was promoted to a junior director, otherwise I couldn't buy a house so quickly..."
He might as well pinch his palm, it will show off.
Zhao Qing pretended not to notice the little actions of the two of them, pondered over the word director in his heart, and asked tentatively: "The size of your company...?"
Her main job is to fight economic lawsuits and commercial lawsuits. She has a deep understanding of this area. Unlike Dad He, she doesn't even know what the chief writer does. Director is not a position that can be obtained through qualifications. There must be something that ordinary people don't have. Ability, ability is worthy of the words "general" and "supervisor" - this guy doesn't seem to have qualifications, if he is not bragging, he is a small company with a bigger fart, and he is promoted and played like a joke.
Qin Guanglin felt a little guilty, scratched his head and said, "More than a hundred people, a small company."
He even counted the part of Chen Rui who was the platform.
"..."
Zhao Qing's eyebrows twitched. There are more than 100 people in Huahua's company, so young to be the director...
Why not find a ghost... Bah, I found a treasure.
No wonder he donated 80,000 without batting an eye when facing 200,000.
Money is capricious, throw it away!
"Cough...it's really powerful, no wonder Xiao Huan is reluctant to come back in Los Angeles."
Seeing the two of them playing with their fingers together, Zhao Qing looked up at the time, got up and said, "It's time for me to cook, please sit down first."
"Hey..." Qin Guanglin planned to get up to help, but it seemed strange to cook with his sister-in-law, so he stopped talking.
Seeing Zhao Qing go into the kitchen, he rubbed Why not face, "Aren't you going to help cook?"
"With my brother, the kitchen is too crowded, so let them do it."
He might as well reach out his hand to dig in his pocket, take out fruit candy, and bring out a red envelope, look up at him, and wave to He Cheng, "Xiao Cheng, come here and call little uncle."
"Little uncle!" He Cheng, a thief, saw the red envelope in her hand, and shouted at Qin Guanglin, without delay at all.
"Hey, little uncle gave it to you, take it away." He Wei put the red envelope into his pocket with a smile, and took out another candy, "Do you want candy?"
"No, I like chocolate."
He Chengcai didn't like fruit candies, so he grabbed two candies from the fruit plate on the table and gave Qin Guanglin one, "Little uncle eats candies."
kitchen.
Zhao Qing shook his head when he heard He Cheng's voice outside, "Your sister is really good at picking."
"Huh?" He Shan was still tinkering with the pig's back seat with a knife, and he couldn't help but glance at her sideways when he heard this, "What do you say?"
"Qin Guanglin looks mediocre, so young, and he has a director...and his official account." Zhao Qing added the two together, licked his lips and said: "I guess he earns a month's money It’s about the same without six figures.”
"How many?!"
The knife in He Shan's hand almost fell, he suddenly raised the volume, glanced outside, then lowered his voice again, "Isn't he bragging?"
"No, this is my own estimate. He didn't say how much he earns, but it's more or less the same." Zhao Qing had already figured out why He Wu would be swiping in the mall with the card.
"It's no wonder that donating tens of thousands is like a normal person... Even 200,000 is not valued, people can really earn it." She couldn't help but sigh, "Fortunately, nothing happened that time, if the bottle was fooled, I guess it's possible that your sister stabbed those scumbags with a knife."
"..."
He Shan looked at the back seat of the pig on the chopping board, and then at the outside, feeling unrealistic.
After thinking about it, it makes sense, staying in Los Angeles for a whole year and not coming back... Isn't that right, the food and drink are popular there, and it's a ghost to want to come back to this small place.
"That's right, the less money you have, the more you like to pretend, like this kind of self-confident one... I like to give you whatever you want, and pick the practical one." He Shan patted the pig's back seat, "True and sincere... who cares about it?" It turns out that this guy is still rich?"
"People just like to keep a low profile. Just like your sister, she has published a book and is still like a normal person. She donated the money after changing hands... It's not unreasonable for these two people to get together."
Zhao Qing picked the vegetables and sighed, when he first met, he still thought that the boy was stupid, and He Wu's lazy temperament was quite compatible, but looking at it now, the two of them are really compatible, but it's just another way of matching.
"You're right." He Shan didn't bother about Qin Guanglin and He Hao anymore, and continued to fiddle with the pig's backseat, as long as he knew she was doing well.
"What's true?"
"As you said last night, I'm an adult now, so I don't need to worry so much—indeed, I've lived in this small place for half my life, and I have different thoughts and visions, so I can't even worry about it."
He Shan shook his head and sighed, "Before I was thinking about letting her come back here to teach and find a stable family to marry. The big cities are so tiring... We are not capable of living tiredly. Those who are capable can live comfortably no matter where they are."
Zhao Qing rolled his eyes, "It's because you have no skills."
"All right, all right, I'm not capable." He Shan nodded in response, "Anyway, we just live our lives well, isn't it good now?"
"It's good, come here and give me a kiss."
He Shan smiled and leaned over, "That's right..." He raised his head and saw a small head poking out of the kitchen door, his eyeballs were gurgling and suddenly stuck.
"What is the bastard peeping at?!"
"I didn't see anything!"
He Cheng yelled and slipped back to the living room, Qin Guanglin and He Wu quickly sat down.
"What did you see your dad doing just now?" He Wu asked curiously.
"I saw my dad doing what my uncle did just now."
"..."
(end of this chapter)