I don’t want to be an idol when I’m reborn

A hug. In the end, all Zhao Minmin got was a hug.

However, it was enough to put an end to this secret love.

Muye left Chengdu. He spent too much time, energy, and money here, but all he got was sadness.

He changed his Weibo account and typed what he wanted to say in the memo in advance.

Then he sent them all to Xu Weiran. Before she could block him, all the words and pictures had been sent.

Accusation, accusation, or unwillingness.

In short, when it comes to emotions, all words no longer pay attention to the so-called etiquette.

Xu Weiran opened the private message on Weibo and saw a dozen messages sent by a small account without any avatar. She clicked through and sighed.

She knew that although she and Mu Ye had both broken the rules here, for Mu Ye, he wanted her to go with him and live an ordinary life.

However, she never thought that everything was just use. If you can achieve your goal, you don't care what other people think.

On August 8, Fan Ziming posted a message on Moments:

[Mother and daughter are safe, thank God. 】

The member group became lively, and everyone said:

[Why is Mr. Fan so fast? 】

[It turns out that Fan always goes to the United States to accompany the childbirth! 】

Only a few people asked a question:

[With the gift? 】

"Huh?" Jiang Chuwei was drinking iced black tea and almost squirted out.

"What's wrong?" Li Shuqin pulled two tissues for Jiang Chuwei, "What did you see?"

"Do you want to follow the etiquette?" Jiang Chuwei was really a little confused. She didn't follow the etiquette before she was reborn. At that time, she was just a little fool. Whether she followed the etiquette or not would not have any impact on her work. But now, she is in the C position , it seems that not following suit is a bit unreasonable.

"Come on, that kid is CD Girl's future C position. It doesn't make sense for you, the current C position, to not follow the etiquette!" Li Shuqin joked, "Shall you pay 1000?"

"What!" Jiang Chuwei opened his mouth, "Your gift is too scary. The most I can get is 500."

"Okay, I'll follow you as much as you want."

Jiang Chuwei took a look at zfb and saw that he didn't have much money left. It was still difficult to survive this month. After all, bonuses would only be paid out in September. Forget it, let’s eat in the canteen instead of eating out.

Wang Huiye helps Jiang Chuwei look at stocks every day, and the recent gains have been quite good. The 10,000 yuan she bought with Jiang Chuwei also increased a bit. She had to admire Jiang Chuwei's foresight, although Jiang Chuwei said that a fan sent her private messages every day to guide her on what stocks to buy.

Zhang Hongmei recently heard from a poker friend that there was an investment project that could return thirty thousand yuan for an investment of ten thousand yuan. However, she had no money herself, and she also knew that Jiang Chuwei had little money, so she took up her sister's idea.

"Sister, will you go home at noon?"

"Ah, I'll go back. Huiye is at home. I'll buy her food at noon and go back to work after lunch break."

"Okay, I'll go to your place to play for a while."

"Okay, then you go ahead and talk to Huiye for a while."

Zhang Hongmei bought two kilograms of grapes and a watermelon from a street stall, and took them to her sister's house.

Wang Huiye has been blowing on the air conditioner all morning, and her aunt is coming soon. She took a sip of Coke in the morning, and now her stomach is a little upset.

She was about to go to the bathroom to solve the problem, but she didn't expect the doorbell to ring. Without closing the computer, she ran to the door and asked, "Who is it!"

"Your aunt!"

"Auntie, what's wrong?" When Wang Huiye heard that it was her, she opened the door, "You sit down first, I have to go to the bathroom!"

"Child, go quickly!" Zhang Hongmei put the grapes and watermelon on the dining table, and then sat on the sofa.

Her eyes couldn't help but look at Wang Huiye's laptop. It didn't matter. She counted the numbers on the screen carefully, and her anger started to rise.

As soon as Wang Huiye sat on the toilet, she patted herself on the forehead.

Oops! I’m looking at stocks! She opened Jiang Chuwei's account. Isn't that bad? The old aunt was originally greedy for money, and if she saw it, the money might be taken away.

Wang Huiye didn't take her mobile phone either. She was very nervous and didn't know what to say about it. She walked out of the bathroom tremblingly.

"Auntie, are you thirsty? Let's eat this watermelon."

"Huiye..." Zhang Hongmei pointed at the screen, "What's going on with these 3 yuan in stocks? I think this account belongs to Jiang Chuwei?"

Huh, luckily, I didn’t open my personal page and only saw one of them.

"I bought it with my Chuwei account, it was my money." Wang Huiye laughed, "Oh, I don't want my mother to know, she doesn't want me to trade in stocks!"

Zhang Hongmei obviously didn't buy it and didn't care what Jiang Chuwei was doing now, so she called him.

Jiang Chuwei had just reluctantly transferred 500 yuan to Fan Ziming. She was heartbroken when the phone suddenly rang. When she saw it was Zhang Hongmei, her right eyelid began to twitch:

Nothing good happens.

Zhang Hongmei pressed down Wang Huiye's cell phone with her right hand, forcing Wang Huiye to stand aside and worry.

"Mom, what's wrong?" Jiang Chuwei asked.

"Are you speculating in stocks?" Zhang Hongmei asked, obviously not believing Wang Huiye. She didn't believe it from the beginning. How could the daughter of a star in Chengdu earn only a few thousand yuan a month? She must be hiding something.

Jiang Chu closed her eyes slightly and remained silent for several seconds. She knew that Wang Huiye must have been found out about helping her trade stocks.

"Speak!" Zhang Hongmei snorted, "You have money to trade in stocks, but you don't have money to give to your mother, right?"

"How much do you want?" Jiang Chu gritted his teeth and said this.

Only then did Zhang Hongmei smile: "How much can you earn from stock trading? Mom has a project here. You can earn 30,000 yuan from 10,000 yuan, and you can get your money back in one month."

"That's a lie!" Jiang Chuwei quickly retorted, "Don't believe it!"

"Oh? Then give me all 30,000 yuan. Instead of losing money in the stock market, why not give it all to me!" Zhang Hongmei vowed, "Give it all to me, and I won't get involved in that project!"

The door lock was unlocked and Zhang Hongyue walked in.

"Hongmei, here we come."

Wang Huiye quickly pulled Zhang Hongyue aside and whispered a few words in her ear.

Hey, this sister is really troublesome. Not only can she not provide Jiang Chuwei with a good environment, but she also wants to take away the little money the child has earned through hard work?

Zhang Hongyue took the phone away from Zhang Hongmei's hand.

"Sister! What are you doing?" Zhang Hongmei was a little angry.

Jiang Chuwei was hesitating, but he didn't expect that the other party had already hung up the phone. She lay on the bed, tears welling up in her eyes.

In 2022, money can buy Xiao, a loving mother and daughter, but now she doesn't want it because she needs enough money to terminate the contract. Giving money to Zhang Hongmei is a bottomless pit that will disrupt all her plans. She doesn't want to make the same mistakes again, don't want to mess around day and night, and doesn't want to make bad movies to earn liquidated damages.

Zhang Hongyue sat next to her and said sincerely: "It's not easy for children to make money. Don't take away all her money. She is not yet 20 years old. Not only can you not give her anything, but you also want her to support you all the time. It's appropriate." ?"

Zhang Hongmei took out cigarettes from her trouser pocket and lit one: "Now that you are a star, is it not appropriate for you to raise me?"