A Blind Date Guide

Although it is a good thing that the partner earns more, such a big gap still puts Zhou Lin under a lot of pressure.

He was walking on the road with the toilet bolt in his hand, and he felt that the three big characters "eat soft food" were written on the top of his head. Zhou Lin was a bit machismo in his heart. I lost my energy when fixing the toilet for the tenant.

However, this tenant uncle still didn't turn on which pot and which pot to carry. Seeing Zhou Lin working hard and hard, he meddled in his own business and asked, "The young man works so hard every day, so he should earn quite a lot, right?"

Zhou Lin said lazily, "Not much, just five thousand a month."

"Five thousand, that's a little little." The uncle said, "My son is an engineer, about your age, and earns more than 1 a month."

Zhou Lin: "..."

The uncle showed off that his son was out of control: "In addition to going to work, my son also has a side job. He can also make a lot of money by helping others repair computers."

Not to be outdone, Zhou Lin muttered, "I also have a side job."

"What side business?"

Zhou Lin wanted to say "live broadcast", but thinking about his age, he probably didn't understand, so he simplified it a bit and said, "Fighting the Landlord."

The old man was amused when he heard it: "You can also make money fighting the landlord? Just brag about it."

Zhou Lin couldn't produce evidence to refute it for a while, because he himself was not sure whether he made money from live broadcasting.

It was Meng Yi's suggestion to engage in live broadcasting at the beginning, and he did it directly on a whim. He did not research the profit model of this industry at all beforehand, and he did not carefully calculate the income.

It has been more than two months since the first live broadcast, and he still hasn't logged into his account to watch it.

Thinking of this, Zhou Lin suddenly became curious about his wallet, returned to the car after helping the uncle repair the toilet, and immediately opened the client to check his personal account.

"One, ten, one hundred, one thousand, ten thousand..." Zhou Lin counted again with his head down, feeling something was wrong, so he counted again, "One, ten, hundred, thousand, ten thousand..."

Zhou Lin was startled.He actually made 1 yuan.

Zhou Lin couldn't believe his eyes, earning 1 yuan in two months?This is too powerful.

Zhou Lin's self-confidence returned in an instant, and the words "eat soft rice" above his head split automatically and switched to the three characters "strength"!

Zhou Lin felt himself getting hard again.

With the encouragement of the 1 yuan, Zhou Lin completely regained his confidence, returned to the agency that afternoon, and rented out two apartments in one go, completing the quota for this month ahead of schedule.

When Zhou Lin came home after get off work, Meng Yi was masturbating at home. Zhou Lin didn't change his shoes when he entered the door. He rushed over and hugged him and the dog together.

"When did you come back?" Zhou Lin asked.

Meng Yi smiled and said, "I came back at noon. I am the only one in the company responsible for the creation of comics. I have more free working hours."

"Draw alone? Didn't you say that there are two employees this afternoon?"

Meng Yi said: "The other is finance."

Meng Yi sat down and explained the general situation of the studio to Zhou Lin, omitting the fact that the boss was a blind date and that the intern assistant was a supplier of Jiwei.

Zhou Lin said after listening, "It's good, it's just a job you like."

Seeing that Zhou Lin was in a good mood, Meng Yi asked him, "Did anything good happen today?"

Zhou Lin smiled without saying a word, and showed his phone to Meng.

Meng Yi was as shocked as Zhou Lin after reading the numbers above, and couldn't keep his mouth shut for a long time.

Zhou Lin discussed with Meng Yi and said: "Although you earn a lot, most of the money is contributed by your fans. I always feel a little bit sorry for earning their money for nothing."

Meng Yi thought about it carefully and said: "Why don't you take part of your income every month, and I will ask the studio to make some peripheral gifts and give them to fans in a lucky draw. This will not only give back to them, but also help my new job. room to do publicity."

Zhou Lin thought it was feasible.

In the evening, Zhou Lin went live and announced the activity proposed by Meng Yi, and the fans applauded.

A sharp-eyed fan said: "Yiyi's Weibo has become a pornographic v today, congratulations!"

"Really, Sanshi Studio is written in the introduction, is Yiyi a new team?"

Meng Yi, who was sitting next to him, said, "Yes, it's a newly established studio. You can pay attention to it."

On the public screen, a row of "OK" was issued in a uniform manner.

After the live broadcast ended that day, the number of Weibo followers of "Sanshi Studio" rose from [-] to [-].

Meng Yi received a WeChat message from Senior Brother Li, and only wrote three words: "Salary increase!"

The husband and wife have two careers, and this feeling can't be better.

Zhou Lin felt that Meng Yi was his treasure, since meeting Meng Yi, everything became smoother.

Zhou Lin liked Meng Yi more and more, and couldn't help but kissed him several times. Er Er, who was sleeping on Meng Yi's lap, was awakened by his movements, looked up in disgust, and trot out knowingly. bedroom.

Meng Yi obediently let Zhou Lin kiss. Zhou Lin simply took off his glasses, picked him up, and kissed him all the way from the computer to the bed.

Different from the kiss this morning, this kiss was strong and long, with a little bit of aggression. Meng Yi was so dizzy, his head was swollen, and his hands involuntarily clasped Zhou Lin's back tightly.

At this moment, Meng Yi's lower body suddenly felt familiar again.

At that moment, the images he had seen last night flooded into his mind, and Meng Yi was so excited that he pushed Zhou Lin subconsciously.

Zhou Lin was kissing with his eyes closed, and the passion in his body kept shooting up like a raging flame. Suddenly he was pushed soberly, and suddenly he became sober.

Zhou Lin opened his eyes and looked at Meng Yi who was pressed under him. His lips were glistening from the kiss, and his cheeks were flushed. He obviously looked intoxicated, but looking at his expression, there was something to say. It's hard not to come out.

Zhou Lin understood that the progress might be too fast for a conservative person like Meng Yi.

He struggled to suppress the desire in his body, sat up slowly from the bed, pretended to be calm and said to Meng Yi: "It's getting late, why don't you go back and rest first."

Meng Yi also sat up, looked at Zhou Lin, opened his mouth to say something, but finally restrained himself, and walked out of the room with his head down.

Zhou Lin closed the door and sat on the head of the bed depressedly, waiting for the fire in his body to subside naturally.

At this time, the phone vibrated suddenly, Zhou Lin picked it up to look, and found that it was from Wang Qiaoqiao.

Wang Qiaoqiao asked gossip: "Brother, how does it feel to be in love for the first time?"

Zhou Lin took this opportunity to express his troubles: "It's not good, I was probably too impatient just now and scared Yi Yi, what should I do?"

Wang Qiaoqiao, who also has never been in a relationship, gave Zhou Lin a coup: "Why don't you retreat and try to pretend to be weak, so as not to cause too much pressure on the other party."

Zhou Lin suddenly understood.