Zhao Xuelin, who had been pricking up his ears, got up hurriedly and wanted to hear what Meimei had to say. He also wanted to make money. A dignified man, he has been spending his sister's money all the time, shame!
Meimei cleared his throat and whispered: "It's not easy to make money, you can sell what you have, Xiong Mumu, don't you always praise yourself as a musical genius, then you can write songs, Xiaochao, don't you write articles? , you sell essays, write essays and submit them to newspapers and magazines, as long as you write well, the manuscript fee will definitely be a lot."
In the previous life, these two guys depended on these two things to make a living, one selling texts and the other selling songs. Now she just made them sell a few years earlier.
Both Xiong Mumu and Wu Chao's eyes lit up, yes, why didn't they think of it?
"Good way, I'll compose the music now, Fatty, fill in the lyrics for me, and let my cousin help contact the buyer when you're done." Xiong Mumu said excitedly.
The little fat man hummed, "I don't have time, I want to write prose."
Xiong Mumu slapped him again angrily. The two brothers got together, and they didn't even care about drinking Coke, and they discussed the matter of making money.
Zhao Xuelin was scratching his head when he heard it. He couldn't write songs or essays. What did he have to sell? Is it possible to sell meat?
"Meimei, what can you sell me?" Zhao Xuelin smiled ingratiatingly.
Meimei leaned on Zhao Xuelin's shoulders affectionately, and slapped her ass: "Brother, don't you have me, my money is your money, you will be a general in the future, and you can't let money as such. With your hands, it's me who makes money!"
Zhao Xuelin heard the three hundred and sixty-five pores all over his body feel completely refreshed, and he was extremely ironed. His position in his sister's heart was indeed unique, and Yan Mingshun couldn't even compare with a finger.
But it's not a problem to always spend your sister's money!
Zhao Xuelin didn't ask his eyebrows any more, he made up his mind to turn back to Zhao Xue to learn from the scriptures. The third brother is the one who can earn the most money besides the younger sister. He is not greedy and just wants to make a little money. The third brother must have a way.
It was Zhao Xueer who came to pick them up. He was waiting in the hall with the guards of Mr. Zhao.
Zhao Xue Er will graduate from university in one year. The passage of two years has made him look more jaded and elegant, but only those close to him know that this guy is a master at pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, and he is the one who cares the most in the whole family. .
"Third brother, this is my good friend, Wu Chao, who lives in our house during the summer vacation."
Meimei introduced them, and the little fat man smiled timidly, not as generous as usual.
Zhao Xueer had long known about Wu Chao's relationship with his cousin showed a kind and kind smile, "Welcome Xiaochao, you can treat my house as your own, don't be restrained!"
Wu Chao was dispelled by Zhao Xueer's warm smile like a spring breeze, and he was originally a cheerful and generous temperament. After a while, he was attracted by the lively scene on the streets of Kyoto and watched with great interest.
"Look, fat man, that's the KFC I often tell you. It tastes really good. I'll take you to eat it tomorrow." Xiong Mumu pointed to a restaurant across the street and said, smacking his lips.
The little fat man had long heard that Xiong Mumu had instilled the deliciousness of KFC countless times in front of him. At this moment, seeing the true face of Mount Lu, it was like looking at plum to quench his thirst, and the saliva in his mouth was rushing, which made him greedy.
Zhao Xue said disdainfully: "KFC is just foreign junk fast food, it has no nutrition at all, and it is sold at such a high price. Only if you have a brain will you go there to eat!"
"But it's really delicious!"
Meimei and Xiong Mumu said in unison that although Chinese food is the most delicious food in the world, it can be boring to eat it every day. It feels good to eat foreign fast food occasionally!