Wife Please Be Obedient Chapter 241: : Choose

What is the purpose of living?

To live is to live, everything else is incidental.

The words spoken with Qin Guanglin in the fast food restaurant flashed out of my mind.

Sun Wen watched Xu Wei take out the key that hung on her fingertips, with a trace of struggle on her face.

It was her spare car, a red BMW x3, parked in the garage downstairs. On New Year's Day, she used that car to take him back to the studio.

Even if it is depreciated, it can sell for at least more than 200,000 yuan.

Two hundred thousand.

The number echoed in his heart.

"Isn't it enough?"

Xu Wei propped her head with one hand, her long hair scattered on the bed, and the other hand shook the key at her fingertips, and said casually:

"Then reduce it a little, one month, be my man for one month, this is yours."

"Why?" Sun Wen swallowed.

He was shaken.

At the beginning, he wanted to be a studio by himself, but the reality gave him a severe blow.

Money is not so easy to make.

More than two hundred thousand, even if the studio is not gone, according to the situation at the time of the New Year, it will take him nearly two years to save this amount.

It only takes one month now.

"What and why? I said I would pack you a long time ago, and you disagree." Xu Wei saw his reaction with a smile on her mouth, "Now you can reconsider."

"..."

There was a long silence. When Xu Wei was about to become impatient, Sun Wen seemed to vent his sigh, his shoulders collapsed, and his back was a little buckled.

"This month...what am I going to do?"

He knew in his heart that this was a deal.

The 400,000-plus car is replaced by him for a month, and it will definitely not be the simple daoist relationship as before.

Xu Wei smiled.

I met this infatuated man last year, watched him reject him, watched him get back together, and watched him be betrayed-now I just want to leave.

Have you asked her?

With a light flick of the palm, the key flew in an arc and flew in front of Sun Wen, and he subconsciously received it in his hand.

Xu Wei looked at him quietly, and the two of them looked at each other for a moment. She narrowed her eyes and said softly: "Really thinking about it?"

Seeing that Sun Wen was standing there without saying a word, the corners of her mouth curled up and she shook her calf.

"Climb here or put down the key."

……

In March in Yangchun, everything grows.

After a spring rain, the tree buds stretched out quickly, and they were no longer the delicate and tender yellow that they used to be. They grew into new green leaves, moving slightly in the wind.

Qin Guanglin posted the four-frame comics on the official account with his and Why He as a template, unexpectedly popular, unknowingly, has accumulated thousands of fans, and was stolen by some marketing accounts, adding to the popularity .

As Sun Wen had expected, it was only half a year, and Penguin began to vigorously promote the WeChat wallet, scan the QR code when going out to eat, and even get a fast food for one dollar.

Driven by money, the use of WeChat began to soar in a short period of time. In the first two years, it mainly relied on the tricks of shaking and drifting bottles to attract people to use. Now it was not warm before the change. Not popular, it has the momentum to become the main social software.

On weekends, ten o'clock in the morning.

I don’t know when, it has become a habit for the two of them to stay in bed on a rest day. Even if they wake up, they don’t bother to get up, lie down and play with their phones or each other, until it’s time for lunch to get up and go shopping for groceries.

Qin Guanglin feels that this is because of the loss of too much energy, otherwise there is no reason to be lazy—he could get up at seven o'clock to buy breakfast.

"Did you draw this?"

The cartoon Qin Guanglin on the official account has always been secretly working on it. Why not give him a surprise when his fans break 10,000? Why not give him a chance to surprise. When browsing the web, he found this look. Familiar painting, asked Qin Guanglin with his mobile phone horizontally.

"Uh... yes."

"When did it happen? Why don't I know?"

"How can I let you know, the surprise is coming." Qin Guanglin helped her turn off the webpage, then found his official account on WeChat and gave it back to her, "Do you like it?"

There have been nearly a hundred short stories accumulated above, most of them are the daily trivialities of the two of them, and Qin's mother occasionally mixes them in.

"Huh, draw me so ugly."

Why don’t I dislike it, but my face bloomed with joy, I swiped my finger for a long time, I couldn’t help laughing when I saw the painting Qin Ma appeared on the scene, “Draw another one, I’ll turn into a Superman and beat you up. Story."

"..."

"Why did you think of doing this? How much did you make?"

"You can do it if you want. I haven't made any money yet. Sun...well, I heard people say that I can only make money if I follow more people. I have only a few thousand fans. It's not time yet."

Qin Guanglin remembered why he had a bad impression of Sun Wen, so he thought about it and didn't mention him at all.

"Oh~ alright, draw more, maybe you can publish a book then, your mother won't say that you are not as good as me."

"What books do I draw..." Qin Guanglin didn't care. This was a record of the lives of the two of them. He didn't think he could publish a book.

Who will publish the book for?

"It's easy to produce a physical version of a painting, especially a short story like you, like that Emperor..." Why not pause, and then turn around, "Anyway, there is hope, besides, I still know the editor. , I always urged me to draft, just hand in you."

She has given up and directly persuaded Qin Guanglin to resign. Since she likes comics, it's the same to draw comics at home. It is better to make a roundabout way to get him to stay at home than to go to work.

"Go ahead, why haven't you published the third volume yet?"

"Tell me over there that I want to have a signing event, I'm still thinking about..."

"Sign for sale?!" Qin Guanglin was slightly startled and couldn't help but stand up and look at her, "Are you really hot?"

He has always thought about why the nuisance is just a ticket. Even if two volumes were published, he didn't pay too much attention to it. Now he feels different when he hears the signing.

It’s a great writer’s job to sign the sale, so why can it be sold?

Is the official position a writer or a teacher?

"No...I just want to use the beauty writer's gimmick to add a wave of sales." Why not smile and shook his head, holding his face up, "beautiful writer, how good is it?"

"Awesome..."

Qin Guanglin looked at her and thought about it, a beauty writer...should be counted.

After all, many writers in the circle of writers are bald, and a woman emerges. As long as it is not ugly, she can be called a beautiful writer, let alone the teacher who is so good-looking.

"Honestly...how much money did you make?"

On weekdays, he tried his best to cover everything in terms of food, clothing, housing and transportation, so he didn't pay much, and he didn't care much about her financial situation.

Why compare with an eight gesture~IndoMTL.com~ It shocked Qin Guanglin, "So many?!"

He got excited for a while, rubbed his hands and thought about it, then lay down and hugged her tightly, rubbed it twice, buried his head in her neck and arched it, "Teacher Ho is awesome! Sign it, sign it, make a deal Sign the sale, we work hard for a year, the house will be there, hehehe..."

"But I donated it."

"..."

Qin Guanglin's movements were stagnant, and he was stunned for a while to react, raising his head and looking at her with an expression of ‘you are kidding’.

"Donated?"

"Well, I donated it." Why nod, "I'm not kidding, I really donated."

"..."

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