Chapter 1108: Must add three hundred!

What thoughts could Lu Jing have?

She just found out her son wanted to open a homestay. Looking at the room full of people, she had to awkwardly smooth her hair: "That… let's just do it."

Even if she didn't need her son to pay, the money she earned over the years plus what Lu Chuan gave her was several million, which was enough.

But there was one thing she couldn't wait for: "I have to keep an eye on this homestay, right? Or how about we go back in two days, I'll tidy up my house and hand it over to an agent to rent it out."

Her area isn't as good as Lu Chuan's house, but it's quite prosperous, and renting it out for several thousand a month is easy.

Lu Chuan sighed silently.

The homestay here hasn't even started, and she's already preparing to rent out the house… his mom is determined not to leave!

But… isn't this too impatient?

"Then… what about that Uncle Zhang you talked to before?"

"Oh my!" Lu Jing just remembered and felt annoyed: "It's all my fault. I thought we were both old, so we'd just handle it coldly and let it fade away… now I haven't formally mentioned breaking up!"

"No way!" She took out her phone, quite responsibly: "I have to make it clear to him, can't delay him from finding a partner!"

Her phone clattered as she typed a line and sent it. Lu Jing turned back to look at Wu Lan, who was full of gossip, and smiled brightly:

"Sister-in-law, I just sent him a message saying we're broken up. You say, for a man like that, there's nothing to miss, why keep him for the New Year?"

Wu Lan remembered the gossip she had shared before and agreed quite a bit: "Right! We're old, we can't easily find a partner. It's hard to have a good life halfway through! Who knows what kind of nanny work you'll have to do."

The two whispered and simply pulled Grandma Seven, the sluggish Aunt Lianhua, and Old Mrs. Tang into the tea party. In a short while, they forgot about the homestay and chatted enthusiastically.

At this moment, Qiao Qiao leaned over: "Sister, how do I check the little friends' homework? Teach me. Do I need to give them a score when evaluating? What should I do if they fail?"

He handed over his phone, full of expectation.

Song Tan was also stuck.

How to check homework? Look at pictures and videos in the group? Or look at the comment section? People are just watching a video to go with their meal, and you're giving them a test. Don't let your fans drop by 200,000 next time you stream!

She turned her head and threw the difficult problem to Xin Jun: "Teacher Xin…"

"I'm a bit busy!" Xin Jun said truthfully.

In the last two or three months, he had compiled a whole set of free courses for children and the elderly with no foundation, including literacy, arithmetic, and some simple knowledge, which could be said to be dedicated.

However, the promotion of the free courses had mediocre results. During this time, he was trying to figure out how to attract traffic and buy traffic. Song Tan suggested that he let Qiao Qiao put the link up, but he refused.

According to Xin Jun: "Online courses are easily regarded as cutting leeks. Qiao Qiao doesn't even bring goods for high-quality things in the village, so we must ensure the purity of his live streaming fans."

"You also know, I'm not purely for making money, so there's even less need to drag Qiao Qiao into the water for money."

Regarding this, Song Tan was both sighing and helpless.

But having said that, Xin Jun's course wasn't compiled in vain. Occasionally sending a WeChat Moment with a video clip to his mom, his parents now firmly believe he is a teacher at school.

It's just that it's not easy to pass the teacher qualification exam now, and it's not easy to get a job… Look, last semester he said he was teaching junior and senior high school, and this time he's teaching elementary school.

Tsk tsk tsk, children are not easy to lead now. The son is a newcomer, so he must perform well and win the trust of parents and the school… No wonder he can't go home even though it's already the tenth day of the twelfth lunar month.

Song Tan and Zhang Yanping knew all this. Looking at him now, they didn't even dare to think about what would happen if the lie was exposed.

But having said that: "Xin Jun, didn't you say you wouldn't do business? Why are you willing to open a homestay?"

Xin Jun thought about it: "Because I think your cousin is quite good at doing business… At worst, I'll take a smaller share."

Working hard is impossible; being an employee without pressure and overtime is really cool.

However, saying he was a bit busy, he still put Qiao Qiao's needs first. Thinking about it, he said: "You have grown a lot now, and your children also have to go to work. Not everyone has time to do homework."

"How about this, live streaming can also make money. Why don't you pay Brother Yanping 500 yuan every month, let him help you screen the homework after each live stream, submit it to you to arrange small red flowers, and then be responsible for the exchange and packing of small red flowers… How about that?"

Zhang Yanping widened his copper-bell eyes—Good for you, Xin Jun! Why don't you add the burden to yourself!

Qiao Qiao is your student!

But Xin Jun turned his head with a smile, and Qiao Qiao looked at him with expectant eyes. Zhang Yanping instantly felt painful—

Why do all the trivial things find me!

"Brother Yanping…" Qiao Qiao looked at him pitifully: "You are so amazing, the class reunion this time was especially good…"

Zhang Yanping stepped on Xin Jun hard. Seeing the other party wince instantly, he grinned:

"Doing it is fine, but you have to add money!"

He held up three fingers: "Add three hundred!"

If there's no blood relationship, don't even think about hiring me for this price!

But Qiao Qiao instantly wrinkled his face: "800… you are so expensive…"

Zhang Yanping was instantly angered to the point of falling backward!

Little thing, do you know how much tip money you earn from one live stream? Huh? Your own cousin wants 800 yuan and you won't give it?! Without this 800, how can you pay back your sister's debt in the future!

Song Tan was already laughing silly. While laughing, she persuaded Qiao Qiao: "Brother Yanping usually does quite a lot of things. 800 is 800, family price, give it to him…"

Qiao Qiao grunted: "I do more! But sister, the salary you give me only increased a little bit…"

Song Tan: … Terrible, the boomerang hit back.

This time it was Zhang Yanping's turn to laugh wildly.

Just as he was laughing, a phone call suddenly came in. Song Tan looked at the note on it and decisively handed the phone to Lu Chuan.

On the phone, a familiar female voice sounded very polite:

"Is this Qiao Qiao's family? After our company's discussion, the conditions we previously proposed can be met…"

The voice was on speaker, and everyone heard it. Zhang Yanping and Xin Jun leaned over, their hearts pounding.

And Lu Chuan held the phone, his expression extremely calm, and even his tone of answering was so calm and polite…

After hanging up the phone, everyone clicked on the contract file received on the phone. After confirming the amount again, Zhang Yanping showed a painful expression:

"Song Qiao Qiao! You have an 8-million signing fee, and you think it's expensive when I'm your assistant and my monthly income is only 800… You are too much!"

And then thinking that he wanted to run a homestay and had to borrow a million from Song Tan…

"Damn it!" He muttered: "If I were still that big white face, I'm sure someone would watch if I started live streaming!" ===== CHAPTER 1109 =====