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Listening to Aunt Sun's scolding words, a flash of dissatisfaction flashed in You Wenjing's eyes.

This old woman was able to come up with 200 million last time, so she still has at least several million left.

If you don't help your son even if you have money, how can you put him in the coffin?

"Mom, I'm not here to borrow money this time, don't worry. The gallery has reserved several paintings, and we can make 50 yuan after selling them."

You Wenjing made up lies to fool Aunt Sun.

The purpose was to ask Aunt Sun to call Wen Xiaoer down.

"Wen Jing, you said the same thing last time. Didn't you still fail to sell in the end? As a human being, it's better to be more down-to-earth, even if you do a small business.

You are just an ordinary art student with mediocre grades in school. You almost failed to graduate because of plagiarism.

In fact, it’s fine if you follow the steps to become an art teacher, but you have to reach the top in one step!

As soon as it started, more than 100 million was spent on renovations and opened a studio!It’s been three years, but not a single painting has been sold!

Look at Ms. Wen's friend. She and her two-year-old son set up a street stall to sell food, earning 30 to [-] yuan a day. If she persists, she can earn [-] to [-] yuan a year.

Xiaoer took me there once before when she was visiting the night market. There was a queue in front of her stall. I think it won’t be long before she can open her own store. "

Aunt Sun only met Wang Ying once. At first, she thought it would be awkward to set up a street stall with her children, but when she arrived at the scene, she found that both Wang Ying and Tuan Tuan had tidied up.

The operating table is also kept spotless, the production and packaging are organized in an orderly manner, and I can also take the time to chat with customers about home affairs.

Aunt Sun was here, and she once lived alone with her son.

Like Wang Ying now, she takes care of herself and her children cleanly, and has to prepare enough goods. The effort behind the scenes is unimaginable to ordinary people.

This is what life is like.

How does it look like You Wenjing?

"Mom, I'm an undergraduate student at the Academy of Fine Arts. Do you want me to set up a street stall? Do you want me to sit on the roadside and paint portraits for others?"

You Wenjing sneered.

Her mother-in-law is really old and confused.

Compare her to a woman who runs a street vendor and takes care of her children.

Aunt Sun frowned and said, "Don't look down on Wang Ying. She is also an undergraduate. She only resigned after getting married and having children."

"I know, Mom. By the way, you can call Wen Xiaoer and ask him to come down. I have brought all the materials, but I still want to hand them over to him personally.

Moreover, there are a lot of foreign learning materials here, some of which are not available in China and have to be purchased from outside, which is of great help to Wen Xiaoer's painting.

Xiaoer, that kid, is very spiritual in painting. I have a good relationship with him now. If he becomes famous in the future, he might as well help me gain a foothold in the studio. "

You Wenjing said this, but she was dismissive in her heart.

How can a stall owner compare with her?She is someone who wants to do great things!joke!

Aunt Sun's face was calm.

She asked how someone like You Wenjing, who had no profit and couldn't afford to leave early, could be so kind to give Xiaoer a gift.

It turned out that I had other ideas.

You Wenjing also said this deliberately so that her mother-in-law would misunderstand her purpose and not think of anything else.

"I can ask Xiaoer to come down, but don't talk nonsense."

Aunt Sun thought that Xiao'er would definitely need those materials, and You Wenjing had sent them all, so she didn't want them in vain.

You Wenjing quickly agreed, and Aunt Sun called Xiaoer.

After a while, Xiaoer came down, followed not far behind by the people arranged by Zhan Yan to protect him.

Seeing Xiaoer enter the tea shop, the eyes of the killer on the opposite steps widened for a moment, with a cold hunting light shining in his eyes.

"Hello Aunt Sun, hello sister."

Xiaoer came in and greeted Aunt Sun and You Wenjing.

You Wenjing immediately stepped forward and enthusiastically handed Xiaoer a bottle of juice.

"Xiao'er, long time no see. Come on, let's drink juice first."

The juice that You Wenjing handed to Xiaoer was drugged, and she wanted to watch Xiaoer drink it with her own eyes.