The God of Wealth is crazy! [Entertainment]

As soon as Lin Qian's words came out, Fu Yan raised his eyebrows and asked Lin Qian with a hooked smile, "Really?"

Lin Qian nodded heavily twice: "Really."

Fu Yan had no choice but to show embarrassment and said: "Since you don't want to, I won't force you."

Lin Qian lowered his head and continued to paint. He didn't expect that Fu Yan was indeed dead, but his profession made trouble for him.

He asked Jiang Fan to sing beside him, Xia Qiao broadcast the weather forecast, and he himself looked at Lin Qian with a smile.

It depends on whether Lin Qian will lend him the money.

Lin Qian couldn't do anything about being quarreled, and he couldn't lose his temper. He knew that their every move was under the camera, and he showed a little displeasure. He didn't know how he would be cut by the program crew.

Lin Qian had no choice but to lend money to Fu Yan, and Fu Yan took the money and left Xia Qiao and Jiang Fan with a bang. The few people swaggered like a mafia big brother took his little brother out on patrol.

Seeing their appearance, Lin Qian smiled lightly, Fu Yan... really didn't look serious.

After Fu Yan obtained the certificate, he started to do business seriously.

Unlike Lin Qian, who was earning money by painting in a down-to-earth manner, Fu Yan was looking for a shop and first asked the shop owner if he knew him. Fu Yan was basically a household name, so he got an affirmative answer.

The first place Fu Yan went to was a milk tea shop. No matter where he was, there would always be some snack shops. He discussed with the boss. He is now soliciting business from the boss at the door of the boss shop, and the boss will give him 300 yuan an hour.

The boss's daughter is a fan of Fu Yan. When she saw Fu Yan coming to their store, she shouted excitedly and tried her best to get her father to agree. The boss had no choice but to agree.

Fu Yan hugged a small bench and made it to the door of the milk tea shop, calling everyone to buy milk tea.

He just yelled twice, followed by Jiang Fan and Xia Qiao, and Fu Yan took a cup of milk tea and looked at Lin Qian who was painting leisurely.

In just one hour, Fu Yan earned the money he owed Lin Qian, and the boss didn't lose money, so he was busy going around for an hour.

Lin Qian took the money Fu Yan returned to him, and suddenly said: "The program team must have their purpose in throwing us into the flea market... The way we make money doesn't seem to match the theme?"

Fu Yan swallowed the coconut, and said slowly: "No, they threw us here just to see us laugh, and we can't afford anything here."

Lin Qian: "..."

"Lin Qian, do you drink milk tea?" Fu Yan asked.

Lin Qian shook his head. What is milk tea? It has such a strange name. It's better for him not to drink it.

Fu Yan shook the paper cup in his hand and said, "It's delicious, do you want to try it?"

Yin Yue nodded wildly at the side and said, "I want to drink."

Seeing how Yin Yue wanted to drink so much, Lin Qian bought him a cup and also bought a cup for himself. As soon as he took a sip, he was choked by the pearls in it. Fu Yan hurriedly gave him a sigh of relief: "Slow down .”

Lin Qian calmed down, the taste just now seemed really good.

Fu Yan persuaded Lin Qian again: "Does your hand hurt? After painting for so long..."

Lin Qian looked at Fu Yan warily, always feeling that Fu Yan was setting him up.

Fu Yan said in the next moment: "I'm ready to admit defeat and let you win. What do you think of us both resting and doing nothing now?"

Lin Qian's eyes widened, how could he do this?

Fu Yan abducted Lin Qian like a bad wolf, and Lin Qian was almost fooled by him.

Lin Qian put down the pen with a "snap", and asked the humanity of the program group, "Is what Fu Yan said okay?"

The people in the program team immediately said: "No, Fu Yan will be punished by God for doing this."

Lin Qian was taken aback, God damned...

God's scourge has always been the responsibility of Thor. If there are really heinous people, they will really be punished by God.

He hadn't seen it before, but that Thunder God guy liked to fool him, telling him that anyone who suffered from God's curse would be wiped out.

He looked at Fu Yan, feeling inexplicably reluctant, how could Fu Yan be wiped out...

Lin Qian's sadness just started, and he remembered one more thing. There is no divine punishment in this time and space, because Thor has long since disappeared.

He put away his little emotions, and asked the program crew blankly: "What kind of scourge?"

The people in the program team quickly had Fu Yan tied up, and Fu Yan was shocked by electric shock for 5 minutes. After Fu Yan got down, he was in a daze, and it took him a while to get used to it.

The people in the program group said that they have to make money every moment. Today they are all slaves, the difference is that Lin Qian and Fu Yan are big slaves, and the other three are small slaves, and they have to listen to the big slaves.

Seeing that Fu Yan was still in a daze, Lin Qian couldn't help but sigh in his heart, Fu Yan deserved it.

And he hadn't experienced the scourge of Thunder God yet, he felt that the clicks that Fu Yan suffered must be very, very few, and would not cause harm to Fu Yan, just a small punishment for him.

Lin Qian patted Fu Yan on the shoulder and said, "Go the right way, young man."

Fu Yan shook the numb feeling on his body, looked at the program group and said, "You guys are so cruel."

Fu Yan pinched his orchid fingers and used a playful tone to make Lin Qian laugh.

Fu Yan discussed with Lin Qian again: "Lin Qian, let's cooperate. According to the routine of the program group, they will definitely punish the losing group. Why don't I be a model for you next, and you don't want to win? We split the money equally, what do you think?"

Fu Yan said while winking at Lin Qian, Yin Yue said: "Brother Fu, where is your idol burden?"

Fu Yan spread his hands and said, "The burden of the idol is broken all over the floor, I can't pick it up."

Lin Qian is seriously considering Fu Yan's statement. He has also seen Fu Yan's behavior in the milk tea shop just now. Fu Yan has attracted a lot of business for the milk tea shop. If Fu Yan goes to other places, he will definitely earn more money.

He couldn't make as much money as Fu Yan.

Sure enough, the thigh is still stronger than him.

After Lin Qian figured it out, he agreed to Fu Yan's condition. Fu Yan wanted to give him a high-five. Lin Qian didn't know what high-five meant, so Fu Yan raised his hand, facing his hand, and said loudly. high five.

Lin Qian narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked down at his palms, which ached a little from the collision. It turned out that they were high fives.

Pretty fun.

Fu Yan was terribly cute by Lin Qian's little bewilderment. He felt that it was better for Lin Qian to paint others than to paint himself.

Fu Yan himself wanted to learn how to draw, so that he could draw all of Lin Qian's cute little expressions.

When it was said that it was a cooperation, Lin Qian really took the cooperation with Fu Yan seriously. Fu Yan brought more fans, so they raised the price and worked hard all afternoon.

When Lin Qian was painting others, Fu Yan would fan Lin Qian with a fan that he got from no one knew where.

The weather is still a bit hot, Lin Qian has been busy with his work, and has been serious, which makes people feel distressed.

Fu Yan admired Lin Qian's exquisite eyebrows for a while, but saw the fine sweat on Lin Qian's forehead, and said softly: "Lin Qian, why don't you take a rest, I'll draw."

Lin Qian thought that Fu Yan could draw, and since they collaborated, he also wanted to give Fu Yan a chance to show off, so he let it go. Unexpectedly, Fu Yan's paintings were very... hard to describe.

Lin Qian looked at Fu Yan's fans screaming while holding Fu Yan's painting of himself, who was neither human nor ghost, and his heart went blank.

He couldn't understand the world more and more...

Fu Yan was very interested in painting, and drew all five of them. Although the paintings were very ugly and didn't look like them at all, they were very funny, and everyone enjoyed watching them.

Xia Qiao, Jiang Fan, and Yin Yue also went to buy pencils and began to draw. The four of them would not let the fans buy or sell by force, so they put the paintings on the stalls, and the fans would give money to take away when they liked it.

As for Lin Qian, the other four people just let him watch them draw obediently, and don't let Lin Qian interfere.

Fu Yan smiled and said, "Lin Qian, you are responsible for collecting the money, and the rest will be left to our five masters."

Lin Qian pursed his lips. He knew that these people wanted to help him because they saw him working hard.

The master said that other people's kindness must be accepted, and others will feel unhappy if they reject it.

Lin Qian picked up Fu Yan's big fan again, clearly fanning others, Fu Yan said: "We, Lin Qian, really have a good heart."

Lin Qian nodded, yes, God of Wealth has the best heart.

Everyone should love the God of Wealth.

After working all afternoon, Lin Qian divided the money he earned with Fu Yan. In fact, he really didn't make much money on his own, and Fu Yan, the big brother of the underworld, cheated a lot of money.

All in all, it's about the same.

Sure enough, as Fu Yan said, the program team did not punish any of them, and asked them to do twenty push-ups collectively, because they didn't decide the winner, and everyone lost. up.

Fu Yan asked to help Lin Qian do the [-], because he was the one who encouraged Lin Qian to do this. He said that if he hadn't played tricks, Lin Qian would have won.

The people in the program team thought about it and agreed with Fu Yan's opinion. Fu Yan gave Lin Qian a smug look, and Lin Qian turned away embarrassedly. Fu Yan laughed loudly behind him again, telling Lin Qian not to be shy.

Yin Yue smiled and said, "Brother Fu, I'm in the same group as Lin Qian, so you can do it for me too."

"Go, go." Fu Yan waved his hands.

"Brother Fu, you are so bad..." Yin Yue cried.

Lin Qian watched Fu Yan doing push-ups one after another, and felt that Fu Yan was not bad at all.

Fu Yan...it's pretty good.

The God of Wealth will bless him getting better and better.

The author has something to say: Fu Yan: Today can be regarded as reaching the favorability level, and the goal of the next post is to thoroughly attack my little God of Wealth (*/ω＼*)

Lin Qian (looked at Fu Yan blankly): Favorability +1, still 9999 short

Fu Yan: ...

#There is a long way to go#