Transmigrated as the wife of wealthy vegetative man

Mu Yanyan didn't care about hot search. It was the hot summer season. Although she was in the shade, she was already tanning.

Zhou Zeyang watched her keep fanning with her hand, digging a spoon of ice cream and handing it to her: "Cool and cool."

Mu Yanyan took a bite, and the cold ice cream melted in the mouth, and the sweetness slid across the tip of her tongue, giving the hot summer a touch of ice and feeling super comfortable.

"It's delicious," Mu Yanyan nodded.

The girl smiled with crooked eyebrows, like a clear spring in summer. Zhou Zeyang glanced at her and quickly withdrew his gaze.

"If you are not afraid of cold, eat more."

He finished speaking casually, and made another glass for Uncle Li, "Taste it."

Uncle Li waved his hand and said with a smile: "It's no good, people can't eat this when they are old."

Zhou Zeyang put it back in the thermos.

Mu Yanyan and the others set up a small stall in an orderly manner. Because of Zhou Zeyang's new project, they made more today than every day, and they were almost a thousand less when they checked the accounts at night.

Huang Zongxi's craftsmanship is getting better and better. Four tables are set up tonight, more than 1,000 a week, and they will soon be able to catch up with Mu Yanyan's group.

Only Sun Ying and He Yingying's team are still standing still.

Instead of going to a street in the night market at night, they found a silk exhibition and told the person in charge that they were doing the show, hoping to give them a place to set up a stall.

The person in charge knew Sun Ying and agreed very happily.

But there are no good booths. After all, this kind of large silk booth has been reserved for a long time.

In a stadium rented by the Silk Exhibition, the stalls inside are spread out on both sides in a U shape.

The booths of Sun Ying and He Yingying are at the bottom of the U-shape, and a little further behind, if you don't go around the booth, you won't be able to see them at all. This is a place reserved by the person in charge.

Most of the items sold in the silk exhibition are clothes. When they put their summer mats and jewelry inside, a unique landscape is formed.

Of course, this scenery is a bit hidden and not easy to find.

Before the start of the silk exhibition, He Yingying was still looking forward to it: "There are a lot of people today, and we will definitely be able to sell a lot."

Sun Ying uttered a loud voice without speaking.

In the past, the thing he hated most was milk, but now the thing he hates most is the mat.

I don't want to see this kind of thing in my life.

Yesterday, the staff of the working group didn't wink and asked him, "The weather is too hot, do you want to spread a summer mat for you," let him scold him back in one sentence.

If it is not for him to maintain a good image, he even wants to beat people.

Spread your mat!

After five o'clock in the afternoon, sparse guests entered the silk exhibition.

They look here, go shopping over there, they rarely buy things, most of them go for a walk.

He Yingying's booth was blocked, and she discussed with her elder brother in front of her: "Brother, can you take some of your clothes, I will put the jewelry?"

Her jewelry box is about thirty centimeters long, which doesn't take up much space.

But for this kind of stall, every bit of money, how could the eldest brother give a place with just one mouth from He Yingying.

"That's not okay. I rented this place. It was not enough." He glanced back. "You can see my clothes are not laid out."

"Then eldest brother, how much did you rent, I'll give it to you." He Yingying said without hesitation.

The elder brother glanced at her lightly: "The jewelry you sell is not enough for the booth fee."

He Yingying: "..."

Well, she really has no money.

There are no customers, He Yingying retreats back and sits in a small chair, bowing her head and pulling her mobile phone.

Sun Ying's mats were not spread out, they were rolled up and placed on the shelf. Those who didn't know were the non-sale items.

He has now completely given up treatment.

The eldest brother in the front booth tidyed up his clothes for a while, then suddenly thought of the starting point and asked He Yingying: "Are you doing a show?"

He Yingying didn't know what the eldest brother was going to do, she was a little ignorant: "Yes."

The eldest brother was white and a little fat, and suddenly smiled: "Then do you know how to sing and dance?"

He Yingying is professional in singing and dancing, of course she will.

When asked, I was very proud: "Of course."

The eldest brother laughed even harder: "It's not impossible to give you a place."

He Yingying was happy, and she was about to get up holding the jewelry box, only to hear her elder brother say again: "Then you have to dance a section of "Little Apple" for me."

He Yingying: "..."

Laughing crazy in the live broadcast room.

—Is the little apple okay?

—He Yingying never thought that one day someone would let her dance the square dance.

—Hahaha, I'm so ridiculous, I want to see Little Apple.

…

He Yingying didn't want to jump, but she felt unconvinced when she thought of her performance, why can Mu Yanyan sell so much money, and she can't sell any of them!

He Yingying gritted her teeth and gave it up: "Okay."

The elder brother of the stall brought his own music. He found "Little Apple" from the player and clicked to play it. Then he sat on a chair, shook his fan and listened to the song with his eyes half-squinted.

He Yingying: "..."

Forget it, she accepts reality.

He Yingying began to jump to the beat of the music.

This was He Yingying's most humiliated day since she debuted. After she finished singing and dancing, she quickly hugged her jewelry box and put it on the stage of her elder brother, for fear that her elder brother would regret it.

Sun Ying was still squatting in an invisible position behind. He Yingying put her hair together and asked Sun Ying: "Would you like to do a section of "Little Apple" for the eldest brother?"

Sun Ying glanced at her wickedly: "No need."

His stage must be gorgeous, with gorgeous lighting and perfect sound effects. Then he doesn't know how to dance at all times. How could he jump in such a place.

There is no need to explode in the live room because of this sentence.

After all, the top stream is a man with a hot spot. Every move will attract everyone's attention, not to mention when it is so aggrieved.

—Ahhhhhhhhhhh, I really want to watch my brother jump the little apple

—I can’t do it anymore, brother don’t jump.

—Son, if you want to jump into the little apple, mom will give you money to make you rush to the top.

—I'm going to laugh so hard, I really want to see Brother Sun's hip-hop version of Little Apple.

…

Not to mention that He Yingying was worth the money this time. She actually sold more than 40 jewelry after a silk exhibition. Of course, the price was no more than 49. The most expensive sold 30 and the cheapest 18, making a total of 495. Counting the cost of returning 675, there are now 1,170 in their group.

There is still some distance from the cost of 3,000 yuan, but it is a big improvement.

Sun Ying’s mat was not sold because it was expensive.

By the end of today's silk, his face was indescribable.

The next day, He Yingying went to buy the goods again early in the morning. With previous experience, the jewelry she bought this time was not expensive, with an average of about eight yuan.

The silk exhibition is held for half a month, and she can put it here for a while.

He Yingying is now the most profitable woman in their group, and now she can ruthlessly laugh at Sun for winning.

Sun Ying is angry, but he also wants to have a table with his eldest brother.

After being aggrieved for a day, he finally turned his face down: "Big brother, I will also give you a little apple, can you let me put the mat on the stage?"

The elder brother glanced at him and shook his head: "Young man, which man do you think is willing to open a green channel for men?"

Sun Ying: "..."

It happened to be next to the eldest brother who was selling underwear. A woman in her forties and fifties was very happy. She had seen Sun win and recognized him a long time ago.

But she doesn't chase stars, nor does she have any feelings for idols.

After hearing what the big brother said, he smiled and waved to Sun Ying: "Young man, come here, Auntie."

Sun Ying hesitated a little, and walked over.

The aunt smiled and said: "My girl is your fan, so you can dance for me, and I will give you a piece of the booth."

With this good thing, Sun Ying is of course happy: "Auntie, thank you so much."

After a pause, "I can sign your daughter."

"No," the auntie smiled heartily, "I always disagree with my girl chasing stars, so you just give me a dance..."Itch"."

Sun Ying: "..."Itch"?"

No, aunty, do you still know itchy?

As everyone knows, "Itch" is a dance that can show the femininity of women. It is **** and beautiful.

Of course, many people also find it very **** and irritable, especially when men dance.

It exploded directly in the live broadcast room.

-Fuck, this eldest sister is the undercover agent of the program group, and she knows the aspirations of the audience too.

—No, my brother is not subject to this insult. If my brother jumps, we will take off fans collectively.

—Haha, it’s better to speak up to win fans.

—If it were me, I would not record this broken show. Obviously, it was embarrassing my brother.

—My brother sings and dances best, but who is almighty, how does he know that he is setting up a stall to do business, and the program group does not give the station book, isn’t this embarrassing?

—Just because your fans do a lot of shit, how can other groups do it?

…

The live broadcast room is already noisy.

Sun Ying is a temperament who refuses to admit defeat. This variety show is probably the most difficult thing he has encountered when he grows up so big.

He doesn't want to lose.

Especially not wanting to lose to Mu Yanyan.

So he hesitated a little, and finally accepted it.

"Auntie, I didn't skip it, only a few syllables."

The aunt is not picky, and smiled: "A few will do, just where the climax is." After she finished speaking, she murmured, "I will chase the stars after seeing my girl, and let her disillusioned now."

—Hahaha, I see, the aunt is taking revenge on Sun Ying.

—Quickly, find out who is her girl, and expel her from the fan class.

—The ones upstairs are fine. My fans are all law-abiding people. Human flesh violates the law.

-By the way, the person who just said that Sun Ying danced off fans.

—Ah, my brother is so wronged, but we don’t cry.

-My brother is not surprised, Han Xin has also suffered from the humiliation of Xia Xia, my brother has an itchy today, and he will definitely be a bright star in the future.

—The face of the winning fan upstairs is too big. Who is the one who just said that he has taken off the fan?

—...

…

"Come on, be happy, I have a lot of time anyway..."

The music of "Itch" slowly sounded over the silk exhibition. Sun Ying pursed his thin lips and stood in front of the booth, taking a deep breath, and then posing with the music.

…

Today, the three groups have a lot of gains. Of course, Mu Yanyan's group continues to be far ahead, Huang Zongxi is catching up, and Sun Ying's group is about to pay back soon.

After jumping on "Itch", Sun Ying's business started to rise, and he sold 13 mats in one night. Although he could not sell 269, he still made money.

After that, he gained experience in buying goods, and he naturally pushed down the price, so he made more money.

Time quickly moved forward for a week, and it became easier for everyone to set up their stalls.

I even feel that I can live a good life without being in the entertainment industry in the future.

In the evening, Mu Yanyan was ready to take a rest after taking a shower, her big wavy brown hair was picked up casually by her. She wore a very homely suit, leaning on the bed and looking at her mobile phone.

Although it is a live program, it is not broadcast during bedtime, which also allows them to have a better rest.

As soon as Mu Yanyan opened a video, she received a call from Mu Jing.

With some doubts in her heart, Mu Jing never took the initiative to call her, so what would she do now?

After hesitating, Mu Yanyan pressed the answer button.

As soon as the phone was connected, Mu Jing's heart-piercing roar came from inside: "Mu Yanyan, do you want to be shameless!"

Mu Yanyan frowned. It was Mu Jing who grabbed the original boyfriend. Does she have the face to say that others are shameless?

Besides, she has been on the crew recently and has not been in contact with the outside world, so she can't provoke Mu Jing.

Before she could speak, Mu Jing's scolding came over: "What the **** are you doing, why should the Han family ask for the money back?"

"I said that you are a money-losing guy, and you rushed to others. If they ask for it, you can still get the money back. Have you offended someone?"

"Is your brain a pig brain? You can't do this little thing well?"

"Do you know that Dad sold all the cars so that he can pay back the money from the Han family!"

…

Mu Jing cursed and didn't have a point, but Mu Yanyan understood it.

That is, the Han family wants to return the money previously invested in the Mu family.

Isn't this what she hopes for?

I still remember when Han Zheng woke up, she asked Han Zheng to ask him to get the money back.

Of course she wouldn't ask for the money, mainly because it couldn't be cheaper for the Mu family.

Unexpectedly, Han Zheng actually did it.

Mu Jing didn't know Mu Yanyan's attitude over there, otherwise she would definitely die of anger.

He just scolded the Han family vigorously: "I heard that the vegetative man from the Han family woke up, and he did it. Why does he want your people and get back our family's money!"

This Mu Jing really has no brains, and Mu Yanyan suddenly smiled: "Mu Jing, I didn't spend any of this money, it has nothing to do with me in whose hands it is!"

Mu Jing was blocked, and it took a long time to find her voice: "What do you mean?"

Mu Yanyan said mercilessly: "Mu's family is your home, and it has nothing to do with me. Mu Ninghai has not raised me for a day or hugged me once. Why should I give him a favor? money?"

"Yes, but..." Mu Jing was blocked by Mu Yanyan for the first time, unable to speak.

"But he is your father, how can you turn your elbow out?"

Mu Yanyan really wanted to break Mu Jing's mind to see if it was all shit.

"Han Zheng can live with me and let me worry about food and clothing, can Mu Ninghai?"

"Why, he gave a sperm at the beginning, so he can do whatever he wants?"

"Can children grow up on air?"

…

Of course, she said that Mu Jing didn't understand these things, and she was too lazy to bother her words.

Before she hung up the phone, she wanted to get annoyed and said truthfully: "Tell you, the Han family wants to get the money back. I asked for it. Do you understand now?"

Mu Jing: "..."

"Mu Yanyan, you are really sick. They want to get the money back and won't give you a point. How can you treat us this way?"

"We are your family."

It was the family members when they were sucking blood, and they forced the original owner to marry a vegetative Chongxi. When he sold for 300 million, what was the original owner?

I robbed the boyfriend of the original owner and wished that when the original owner died, what was the original owner?

What was the original owner when she was given birth to the original owner and let her be bullied by others?

"Heh," Mu Yanyan sneered, her voice bitter, "I'm sorry, Mu's family and I have never been family members."

She said the last few words one by one, and she hung up the phone neatly.

What if she didn't give her three hundred million points, she never thought about asking for those three hundred million points.

That is the money of the Han family, or that is, the money that was agreed upon with the Mu family, she had no idea about it.

The phone hung up, followed by a short message reminder.

Mu Yanyan calmed down for a while before going to read the information.

Why is it spam? Since the invention of WeChat, the function of SMS has become more and more tasteless, and most of the messages received are spam.

But when she read the text message clearly, she suddenly became silly.

How is this possible, her account has been out of thin air... three hundred million?

Damn it, can't someone call it wrong?

Is she rich?

Three hundred million, she didn't dare to think about it before, how could this be possible!

Mu Yanyan patted her face vigorously, trying to make herself more awake, and then she carefully completed the text message several times. After confirming that her eyes were not bright, she was sure that she had suddenly increased by 300 million.