In the end, the meal ended with Ji Yangyang watching a live romance drama the entire time.
Qiao Weidong was speechless, Qiao Yingzi was upset, and the two women were like defeated hens. Everyone left awkwardly.
On the way back, Ji Yangyang saw that Qiao Yingzi and her daughter were silent, so he did not say anything. The main reason for this was Qiao Weidong's actions. It was useless for him to say anything, and comforting them was just superficial.
After returning home, Ji Yangyang opened the novel website's backstage and saw that the numbers had increased slightly. He felt a little comforted and immediately entered the typing mode.
As the story unfolded, he wrote more smoothly and his hand speed naturally increased. In the end, when Liu Jing and her husband came back, he actually typed more than 20,000 words and uploaded all ten chapters.
Looking at tonight's data, if the data was acceptable, he would apply for a contract with the platform. The online literature platforms in this world were a little different. The contract signing was very strict, but as long as an author signed a contract, they would receive income. Although the traffic income was not much, it should be enough as pocket money.
"Yang Yang, don't stay in front of the computer. Come and teach Mom how to cook.”
It wasn't that Ji Yangyang was lazy and didn't want to cook. It was Liu Jing who told her to wait for her to come back and let Ji Yangyang teach her.
"Alright, right away!"
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"Bell…"
The next morning, Ji Yangyang was woken up by his phone ringing.
"Hey, I'm not sure. Who is it?"
Ji Yangyang, I'm your Uncle Qiao."
"Ah, Uncle Qiao, what's the matter? So early!"
"I thought about the two suggestions you gave me yesterday. I think you're quite good, so I'll treat you to a meal today to thank you.”
"There's no need. I was just casually saying it. You don't have to take it to heart, let alone treat me to a meal.”
"That won't do. You have to. I'll send you the address after I hang up. You're a straight-A student anyway. Come out and relax.”
"Relax? Uncle Qiao, are you thinking of taking me to some fancy place? Then I won't go. I'm still a child!”
"What good things are you thinking about? How can there still be places with colors in this society? It's just eating and singing!”
"Alright then, I'm not up yet.”
"Sigh, you really don't look like a third-year student. My Yingzi must have been pulled up by her mother to memorize the text long ago.”
He woke up amidst Qiao Weidong's complaints. There was no one at home, so Ji Shengli had to go to work. As a frontline officer, he was eager to be a few angels a day. As for Liu Jing, she had just been transferred over and was said to be familiar with the work process.
The two parents were indeed having a hard time. It seemed that they had to move forward with their money-making plan. The novel could not be published for two days. They had to plan it well and update it steadily.
The address Qiao Weidong sent Ji Yangyang was a mass-market KTV. It was really relaxing to go to a KTV in the morning.
When she arrived at the door of the private room, she opened it and saw Qiao Weidong gorging himself on a plate of salad. Beside him sat a person that Ji Yangyang was familiar with, Fang Yuan.
"Uncle Qiao, Uncle Fang, why did you two come to the KTV to eat grass so early in the morning?”
"Yang Yang, you're here. Sit down. I also ordered a salad for you. Let me tell you, this thing is more expensive than meat. It tastes good and is good for health.”
" What's there to raise? Qiao Weidong, we're having a song every week, and the food is getting worse and worse. Last week, you treated me to tofu, but this week, you're eating grass instead.”
"Let me tell you, Fang Yuan. This plate of grass is worth two plates of meat. It's organic and healthy. Look at your big belly. Eating some grass is good for you. Yang Yang, sit. This is your Uncle Fang.”
"Uncle Fang, you didn't go to work today either. Did you follow Uncle Qiao here to corrupt?”
"Corrupted? We agreed on a weekly fixed event. This rich man is either treating me to tofu or grass. I don't see any oil stars at all.”
"I did that for your own good. Look at you. If you hadn't come out with me every week to shave off the oil on your body, you wouldn't know how thick your body would be.”
Ji Yangyang looked at the two greasy middle-aged men bickering with each other and regretted agreeing to Qiao Weidong's request. She didn't need to shave her body. She had a perfect figure. One point more would make her look fat, and one point less would make her look thin.
"Uncle Qiao, this isn't the only meal you're treating me to, is it?”
Fang Yuan and Qiao Weidong looked at Ji Yangyang, who was opposite them, attacking a large steak. They then looked at the salad in front of them and could not eat anymore. They simply put down their forks and started chatting.
"Old Qiao, why are you so lucky? In the past, you didn't have to worry about the rest of your life with just one investment. Unlike me, who worked so hard for 996 yuan and didn't earn much.”
"Didn't you say last time that your company was going to be merged and that you were going to be promoted soon? No matter what, he was still a senior executive of the company. No matter what, he should have raised his salary, right?”
"We haven't officially issued the notice yet, so we're keeping a low profile.”
Fang Yuan said smugly.
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