Shenhao System: I am serious about spending money

"Did she ask you, too?"

"Yeah." Yan Ruosong nodded.

Yan Xiuzhu looked at his brother, who was still charming even in a wheelchair, and was silent for a moment before saying, "Brother, do you want to learn painting?"

Yan Ruosong shook his head reflexively: "I'm just drawing casually, brother, your money is for starting a company..."

His brother has worked hard enough over the years, and he can't cause any more trouble for him.

Seeing such a sensible brother, Yan Xiuzhu felt even more guilty: "It's okay, I will definitely send you to a professional institution to study."

*

After leaving the hospital, An Jing and Zhang Dilai took a taxi to Xingrui International.

On the way back, Zhang Dilai asked the same question.

"Sister, why do you have to ask us if we have dreams?"

Is this some strange ritual?

An Jing lazily leaned back in the car seat and waved at her: "Come here, I'll tell you a secret."

Zhang Di didn't understand why and moved closer to her.

An Jing said seriously: "Actually, I am a fairy from heaven. I came down to help you realize your dreams. If you don't have dreams, then I can't help you."

The system popped up anxiously: "Host, you shouldn't say that! In today's China, after the founding of the country, feudal superstition is not allowed!"

An Jing glanced at Zhang Dilai and said, "Do you think she believes it?"

Zhang Dilai was confused at first, but then she smiled awkwardly and agreed: "Well, I also believe that you must be a fairy from heaven."

Only fairies can be so good!

My sister is quite cute when she is being funny in a serious manner.

With this interruption, Zhang Dilai stopped worrying about this issue. She just thought that her sister didn't want to talk about it, so she was sensible and didn't ask any more questions.

There was no traffic jam on the way back, and they arrived at Xingrui International in a short while. An Jing took Zhang Di to record the access control. The guards obviously knew her and served them enthusiastically.

Zhang Dilai had never been to such a high-end residential area and was amazed at everything she saw. However, she had always been sensitive and reserved, and always pretended to be calm.

But her indifference was broken the moment the elevator door opened.

"W-Why are there so many things?"

The huge corridor was actually filled with unopened items. She took a quick glance and found that most of them were bedding and clothes.

Even though she was mentally prepared, An Jing still let out a long sigh.

"Tongzi! You should have stopped me just now. I wouldn't have gone to school and come back earlier so that their staff could have moved it for me!"

The system said weakly: "Host, I have advised you."

"You'd better not say anything." An Jing sighed again and said listlessly, "I bought all this today."

Zhang Di looked at the things and asked anxiously, "Sister, how many people are there in your family?"

Today, when her sister called her, she agreed. Now she remembered that if she lived with her family, it might be inconvenient for her to come here alone...

"I live alone." An Jing walked to the door and opened it with facial recognition. "Come here. I'll record you into the system."

Zhang Dilai muttered to herself, "Is it necessary to buy so many things if I live alone?"

It turns out that she still doesn't know enough about the world of rich people.

An Jing operated the door system while saying, "Oh, I'm just too lazy to bother with it, so I bought a month's supply."

Zhang Dilai looked back and suspected that she had heard it wrongly: "One month?"

An Jing: "Well, that should be enough."

Zhang Dilai gasped: "Sister, you rich people use disposable items for everything, right?"

"Then if it gets dirty, don't you have to change it?" Although An Jing is a mythical beast, she is a little Pixiu who loves beauty and has a mysophobia. "Don't ordinary people change it?"

Zhang Dilai was speechless: "…We ordinary people just wash our clothes when they get dirty before wearing them again."

No, most rich people don’t wear disposable ones!

Sister, this is not being rich, this is a sheer waste!

After debugging the system, An Jing said confidently, "Didn't I tell you that I'm a fairy? How can a fairy wash clothes?"

After adjusting the system, An Jing turned on all the lights in the living room. Zhang Di took a look and was immediately blinded by the luxurious living room that was even bigger than theirs. Then she realized, "Sister, are you the only one at home? You don't even have a nanny?"

An Jing was stunned for a moment, and asked the system: "What is a nanny?"

System: "Similar to your little fairy servant Yuanbao, but his ability may not be as good as hers, so you need to hire him with money."

An Jing suddenly came back to her senses.

There are immortal servants in heaven, so how could there not be any in the mortal world? Why didn’t she think of it?

"Maybe God wants you to be self-reliant?"

"Go to hell with him! That old man is so evil!" An Jing cursed and opened the door as wide as possible.

There was another loud thunder outside. Zhang Dilai was looking around the living room and was startled.

"Is it going to rain?"

An Jing glanced out the window and said, "Don't worry about it. Come on, let's move the things in."

"Oh, okay." Zhang Dilai put down her things and walked over quickly.

There were so many things that after they moved them, An Jing couldn't handle it anymore. Her body was too weak and she had little strength.

"No, I'll hire a babysitter tomorrow!"

Zhang Di was used to doing the work, so moving these things was no problem for her: "Sister, you take a rest, I'll move them!"

An Jing rested for a while. Zhang Di had already moved things several times, and she felt embarrassed to keep resting, so she went out.

Zhang Di came to clean up the things in the house opposite her, and when she saw her come out, she chatted with her, "Sister, isn't there anyone living opposite you? Their things are piled up at their doorstep, and they didn't rush you all afternoon."

An Jing looked up, and suddenly the words of the landlord flashed through her mind. It seemed, as if, that the house opposite was also his?

"You said they lost their house, right?"

Zhang Dilai was stunned for two seconds before she realized who she was talking about: "Yeah, that's right."

"In this case..." An Jing decided decisively, "Then let's buy them a house!"

"..." Zhang Dilai swallowed her surprise, this was indeed her style.

The two of them went back and forth more than ten times before they finally cleared out all the things in the corridor.

An Jing was so tired that she fell asleep on the sofa after washing up.

Zhang Di came to clean up her bedroom, washed up, and opened her textbook in the light.

The starlight will illuminate those who pursue their dreams.

*

A mid-range hotel in City A.

Chen Haolang didn't return to the hotel until late at night. When he opened the door, he saw his good friend Sheng Leyi sitting on the bed with a messy hair, looking at him like a madman.

"Fuck, what are you doing?"

"Mouse, do you think V is mad at me?"

Chen Hao was a little drunk and his reaction was slow: "You didn't catch up with Mr. V?"

"Yeah." Sheng Le frowned, "They disappeared after I went out."

"Then you, you send her a message!"

"It was sent, and she asked me to wait for her notification. What does this mean?"

Chen Hao threw himself onto another bed, and said while lying on his stomach: "Then you just wait for the notification..."

"Well, I've already booked my flight for tomorrow, so do you think I should go?"

"Fuck, don't sleep! RA asked me to report tomorrow, do you think I should go?"

"...Fuck you... forget it, go to sleep!"

Meanwhile, across from the hotel, there is another high-end hotel.

A fat, middle-aged man with a bath towel wrapped around him came out of the bathroom after washing up. After getting into bed, he lifted the chin of the girl next to him and asked, "Why are you unhappy?"

Wu Can looked aggrieved: "Brother Yang, someone came to my live broadcast room again tonight and said that she sang better than me..."

"What's the big deal? She hired some online trolls, and you hired some online trolls too. It's no big deal."

Wu Can pouted and said coquettishly, "I looked for it, but it was useless! Those netizens only know how to flatter V. She has become a big anchor of Longya now, and I can't criticize her at all!"

"Aren't you and her classmates? If it's not possible online, then it's not possible in school either?" Yang Jun was a little impatient. He grabbed her hand and pulled it down to his body, saying perfunctorily, "Be good, don't be angry. I'm going to make it happen on what I promised you before."

Wu Can was delighted and took the opportunity to pull his hand out and lay on Yang Jun: "Really?"

Yang Jun rubbed her soft spot hard and said, "Well, next Monday, Times Entertainment will go directly to Mr. Zhu Qin. I have arranged everything for you."

Wu Can kissed Yang Jun excitedly, and wrapped his long white arms around him, resting his head on Yang Jun's shoulder. He made sounds that made people feel numb to the bone, but his eyes were full of resentment.

Zhou Yiyi, I have paid so much, how can you defeat me!