radiothebook Chapter 110 Make Money
Chapter 110 Make Money
"Your president's script is a bit funny." Wen Yuyu pretended to smoke, exhaled slowly, and said, "It's cold, let this kid go bankrupt. If he goes bankrupt, he won't have to meet again."
The black garbled code glanced at Wen Yuyu, as if looking at a mentally retarded person, "I am a gangster. And the more tolerant the campus violence, the more bullied."
Wen Yuyu felt that the paralyzed face with black garbled characters was really suitable for serious nonsense.
Thinking that the black garbled characters have become more and more humanized in the past few months, Wen Yuyu wanted to tease him, "So you are going to pour a cute, weak, and helpless child into a pond?"
At this time, the black garbled codes actually carefully analyzed the possibility, and finally came to a conclusion, "Impossible."
"Without violating the laws of the world, I need to harm a child who is protected by the laws of the world. I can only use non-system abilities. And my current body can't move cement."
"Then I can only hire one person to transport the cement, mix the cement, throw the child down, pour the cement, and sink the pond after the cement cools. This series of actions, adding cement, fares, etc. The cost, I have to pay no less than 50." The black garbled code needs to explain a few more words, "Don't ask why it is so expensive, please subordinates with low IQ are easy to be caught by the police."
Wen Yuyu didn't know where to complain.
"Based on my pocket money of 50 yuan a week, [-] yuan a month for selling software, and [-] system repairs, about [-] yuan a month. I have to save for eight months and one week. This criminal process is too long, and halfway through, I have to consider whether the other party will suddenly get back together with me, move, or disappear in advance due to sudden accidents such as tsunami and earthquake."
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Meow can earn [-] a month selling software? ! ! ! Unemployed Wen immediately grasped the point. He was a little dizzy. This is a three-year-old... no, a system that looks three-year-old on the outside, but... er, hundreds of years? Maybe even a thousand years?
Thinking about it this way, Wen Yuyu felt that there was nothing unreasonable about the black garbled code earning so much a month.
It's no wonder that Du San's children's appetite has been reduced recently. It turns out that they have a private house to make money.
The black garbled characters are quite natural, "As a man of the Xu family, isn't it a basic requirement to be able to make money?"
The system, which has always been straightforward, actually used a rhetorical question at this time.It fully demonstrates what pretense is.
Wen Yuyu turned her head and looked at the stairs, and after confirming that there was no one there, she asked in a low voice, "Then Xu Wenxiu, can he make a lot of money?" Xu Wenxiu must be included in the few words of Xu's man.
"Currently, he is the one who makes the most money in the family." Black Garbled Nod nodded.
Wen Yuyu was very surprised.When he was free at home, he nestled with Xu Wenxiu all day long, seeing that he didn't do anything, he just painted... Well, painting is indeed Xu Wenxiu's job.
Suddenly, Wen Yuyu felt that she was the woodcutter in the fable, and Xu Wenxiu was the one herding the sheep.What a scheming man.
"No way." Wen Yuyu asked inquiringly: "Old Xu, how much does he earn a month?" If he doesn't earn as much as Xu Wenxiu, he won't be hardened.
"It's hard to say." The black garbled code thought for a while, but still couldn't count, "Tens of thousands, to millions."
"The gap is too big." Wen Yuyu was convinced.Can 100 a month and [-] million a month be at the same level?
"Because his income is relatively scattered." The black garbled code directly projected a light screen, "First of all, he is an artist, and his income can be sold from copyright, to fame, to works. Secondly, he has been working since the age of 15. Creation of works, including five books published, seven albums published, 23 sets of comics on sale, three sets of tutorials on sale, and 150 single hand-painted works. The rest are lectures, special guests, film and television authorization and other fields ..."
"Wait a minute. Is he so powerful? I thought he was not famous." Wen Yuyu felt that she didn't know Xu Wenxiu for a moment.
"Personal fame and work fame are not in the same category. Since last year, his paintings have been sold for tens of thousands, and there is no market for the price. Once released, it is basically close to the level of an art museum exhibition." Black garbled thinks Wen Yuyu I'm not very good at this aspect, so I said a few more words, "Xu Wenxiu doesn't like to appear on the Internet, I should reduce his popularity appropriately."
It can be said that Xu Wenxiu is a character he only knows from a relatively well-established family.
The black garbled code has not yet finished speaking, "Of course, being an artist does not make money. His most stable income still depends on investment. Like the supermarket where you usually buy vegetables, one-third of the shares belong to him. His talent itself is in the In terms of mathematics and three-dimensional ability, it can be said that he is naturally proficient in firearms. Unfortunately, because of traveling too much, I am a little depressed and nervous. I believe you have the same feeling." As he spoke, the black garbled sighed slightly.
Across this industry, it is difficult to find people and even more difficult to keep them.
Wen Yuyu no longer knew what to say.What does it mean that an artist does not make money? He no longer understands what it means to make money.
I wanted to gossip about something more, but when I turned around, I saw Qiuqiu holding his little tortoise into the house. He must have just taken the little tortoise to pick some leaves.Recently, football fans have taken to building nests for turtles, and then taking photos and uploading them online.It's just that the homepage is not very popular, it's really just for fun.
Wen Yuyu squatted beside Qiuqiu, watching Qiuqiu's clumsy movements, inexplicably saw the rolling wealth.
He rubbed his paws and asked, "I heard that you are selling software to make money?"
Qiuqiu glanced at Wen Yuyu without knowing why, and said honestly, "I didn't sell it."
"Why?" If it didn't sell, wouldn't it mean that it didn't make any money?
"The codes of the three of us are different. I am the representative of the code that has not been changed at all." Qiuqiu said, sighing very deliberately to express his unhappiness.The fault of the system is not that it is not innovative.
Who told them that the three of them were control subjects, and the only codes that could be changed were those innocuous types like telling jokes and activating taste buds.
Wen Yuyu also sighed, "Qiuqiu, give me some strength."
Thinking of what the black gibberish said, being a member of the Xu family should make money.Now that I think about it carefully, the pride is also mixed with the glass shard of ridicule.While being ridiculed, one has to admit the fact that the black garbled characters are getting smarter, which is simply a multi-dimensional and all-round attack.
"As the saying goes, like a father, like a son." Qiuqiu looked at Wen Yuyu with eyes wide open and said seriously, "When I found out that you are my father, I already recognized it."
"The problem is that I don't want to admit it." Wen Yuyu felt a anger called man's dignity burning in his heart.
There was no fluctuation in Qiuqiu's heart, and there was no emotion on his face, "Then will you make money?"
These words made Wen Yuyu feel uncomfortable as if he had eaten a dead fly. After a long silence, he could only answer truthfully, "No."
With Xu Wenxiu, an economic giant, in front, the money mentioned at this time is no longer just a so-called part-time job.With Wen Yuyu's ability, it is not difficult to earn tens of thousands of yuan in ordinary industries after waiting for half a year to immerse himself.If you are willing to work as a bodyguard or something, you can spend more than 20 to [-] a month with your skills.But if you say that like Xu Wenxiu, you can earn hundreds of thousands to millions a month by painting at home and going out a little, Wen Yuyu can't catch up even if you really fly a plane.
"It's okay. I won't either." Qiuqiu put one hand on Wen Yuyu's shoulder, "Do you feel better when you think about it this way?"
"No." Wen Yuyu just wanted to find a shoulder to cry at this moment.blue thin.
"Then you are really hard to please." Qiuqiu played with its little turtle and ignored Wen Yuyu.
The matter of making money is not so urgent at the moment, and the family is already in a state of balance.The most important thing about this matter is that Wen Yuyu found many supplementary ways to save money.It's just that it won't tell the spicy chicken host such a crucial point, lest the spicy chicken host stop making money for their surname Wen's efforts.
Because she can't make money, Wen Yuyu even skipped half a bowl of dinner.Xu, who is not a straight man, didn't notice Wen Yuyu's sadness at all, and was absorbed in making money.It is really a double blow of unemployment and love.
With Xu Wenxiu's pearls in front of her, Wen Yuyu's road to finding a job became more and more difficult.
I used to think about whether I like it or not, but now I feel uncomfortable when I see that Xu Wenxiu's salary is a fraction of Xu Wenxiu's salary.However, he still can't say that because he earns less than Xu Wenxiu, he feels that he doesn't want to do those jobs.
The tail of August slipped by, and it was September in a blink of an eye.
The three children have all gone to kindergarten, but Wen Yuyu still hasn't found a job, so she eats and drinks for free at home.Although he has a savings of his own.But the number is less than one million. No matter how you think about it, it is not enough for children to have a good and warm New Year.
Wen Yuyu was so anxious that she walked around the house in circles, but she didn't know how to make a living.
Xu Wenxiu had a rare day without painting.Wearing a casual suit and sitting on a couch, he made an appointment with a client to meet at his home.
He probably knew Wen Yuyu's state, "It's useless to be anxious, you have a problem with your mentality now."
He didn't know what happened to Wen Yuyu, he seemed to become irritable all of a sudden. He used to be a salty fish thinking about what he wanted to do, but now he has become a salty fish that keeps trying to turn over.He kept thumping and thumping in the same place, unable to turn over, and unwilling to continue being a salted fish.
"I know I'm not in a good mood. But I'm mainly angry with today's answer." Wen Yuyu turned over, fell on the sofa, pulled out the phone, and handed it to Xu Wenxiu.
Xu Wenxiu took the phone, and as soon as he pressed it on, he saw the question on it.It was Wen Yuyu's opinion collection on what job he should look for after graduation.
Before he had time to look at the others, Xu Wenxiu saw the culprit who annoyed Wen Yuyu.
The most favorable answer is: I know the disease of the subject, which is called the syndrome of high eyesight and low hands of graduates.