Five, five hundred??

The clever Song Huanyun immediately started to make a mental analytics. She could earn about 20 yuan by selling cakes for a day, and wait, and today she would have to remove Azhu's salary, two yuan.

Well, one day is eighteen, one day a week, one month is—

If you want to make five hundred yuan, you probably need to -

Song Huanyun instantly felt that the silk threads that were originally organized in her head were knotted into a mess.

Even countless golden little stars appeared in front of her eyes, making her head even more confused.

Song Huanyun subconsciously looked at her good sister Chen Jiazhu, but found that the big baby from the principal's family also looked at her with an innocent look.

"You can earn 500 yuan in almost seven months!"

It was not until the young man's clear voice came from his ear that Song Huanyun realized that she had unknowingly told the problem.

Guo Zhishan rarely answered a math problem, and immediately raised his head and chest, as if a little rooster who crowed at two o'clock in the morning and was waiting for praise, couldn't help but sweep towards the two young girls out of the corner of his eyes.

But he found that Song Huanyun didn't look at him at all, even Chen Jiazhu was the same. Both girls looked at Song Huanxi with verification.

Song Huanxi blinked, nodded and gave a positive answer: "He is right, it's seven weeks."

Song Huanyun immediately felt spirited: "The tenth prize is 500, what about the first one?!"

Her eyes were shining, and her whole body seemed to be glowing. Song Huanxi swore that it was the first time she saw her second child and was interested in the first place.

The registration posters for the singing competition have been posted, so the rewards have naturally been decided, so there is no need for Guo Zhishan to hide:

"From the tenth to the fourth, each one costs 100 yuan more than the latter one, the third is 1,500 yuan, the second is 2,000 yuan, the first is 3,000 yuan!"

After pausing, Guo Zhishan consciously calculated the first prize as Song Huanyun's system: "If you sell cakes, it will be about 42 weeks or ten months."

The next second, Guo Zhishan watched Song Huanyun turn her head and look at Song Huanxi!

fall!

What about the most basic trust between poor students and poor students?!

Is he so untrustworthy?!

Song Huanxi nodded again: "It will take so long."

Song Huanyun was so bright that it was hard to look at her. She shouted excitedly: "Then I want to sign up!"

After pausing, she said in embarrassment: "But I'm still in school-"

Song Huanyun always knew that going to school was Song Huanxi's bottom line, just like she came out to sell cakes, and the first question was to copy, no, finish her homework.

Guo Zhishan laughed: "Don't worry, our game is mainly held on weekends."

Song Huanyun suddenly became happy and looked at Song Huanxi with anticipation. Song Huanxi nodded slowly - it was enough to have Guo Hansang's guarantee.

Chen Jiazhu, who was standing beside her, wanted to speak but stopped. There were two mountains in her family, and her father and mother were not having a good time.

Song Huanyun had already taken Chen Jiazhu's arm and begged: "Azhu, let's join us!"

As long as it doesn't involve learning, Song Huanyun is smart. She said convincingly: "Look, you only earn two dollars a day when you are with me. If you want to earn two thousand dollars, you need-"

This time, Song Huanyun looked directly at Guo Zhishan. Obviously, after two rounds of verification, Guo Zhishan successfully positioned it as a humanoid calculator in her mind.

Guo Zhishan did not disappoint her expectations and quickly gave the answer: "It will take twenty years."

The two girls took a breath of air in an instant, and then Chen Jiazhu came back and glared at Song Huanyun: "Why do I count the second time? You just calculated it based on the first prize!"

Song Huanyun looked dissatisfied: "If you don't even report your reputation, you won't have any second place."

Song Huanxi: “…”

Why can't the second brother use his cleverness to study?

Chen Jiazhu was convinced by her, but she did not agree to the registration immediately. Instead, she looked at Guo Zhishan: "Can you call Uncle Guo?"

She added: "It's the twelve uncle you just called."

Guo Zhishan is so crazy. What's the situation? Why do both of them know his twelve uncle?

He couldn't help asking, "Do you know my twelfth uncle, too?"

Chen Jiazhu nodded first, then shook her head: "No, it's my father who knows you."

Chen Qi'an is good at making friends, and the Chen family is short of money because of the many children. Gradually, the children of the Chen family have learned to judge the importance of guests through the dishes to entertain guests.

Chen Jiazhu always remembers that when Guo Yunchen visited, his mother made a large table of seafood meal for the first time. Later, she heard from her mother that these expensive seafood were brought by Guo Yunchen herself!

Well, if this Uncle Guo pleaded for her, my mother would definitely agree!

Guo Zhishan agreed and asked the Song sisters to wait. He took Chen Jiazhu to the small convenience store again.

...

Guo Yunchen felt something was wrong. After answering Song Huanxi's phone call, he felt a little uneasy. The shooting of Red Mansion Eryou was gradually coming to an end, and post-production and publicity preparations have begun.

He was looking at the promotional plan, but half an hour passed and he had not finished reading a page.

Guo Yunchen simply put down his plan and was about to go to the editing room to see the cut films. As soon as he got up, the inside phone rang. Guo Yunchen hesitated for a moment and pressed the call button. The voice of assistant Yu Deshui immediately rang in the room:

"Boss, Mr. Zhishan is looking for you again. He said, if a girl has something to do, please ask you."

Guo Yunchen was slightly stunned. The next second, he grabbed the receiver, but he didn't notice it himself, and his voice was trembling slightly: "Come in..."

The girl's voice was tender and soft: "Uncle Guo."

Guo Yunchen: “…”

Not her.

When he was in the United States, Guo Yunchen took a large entertainment facility called a roller coaster. His mood at this moment was like taking a roller coaster, from peak to trough, in just a few seconds.

He silently put down the receiver and forced himself to listen to the girl's demands-

Oh, Brother Qi'an's eldest daughter wants to sign up for a singing competition, so I would like to ask him for a few good words.

"Okay, I will call Brother Qi'an."

After hanging up the phone, Guo Yunchen leaned heavily towards the back of the chair—

Guo Zhishan is such a waste!

You can't handle such a small matter!

Guo Yunchen silently decided to exchange Guo Zhishan’s gift for a toy car.

It took him a long time to adjust his mood, call Chen Qi'an, and briefly said it.

Chen Qian laughed: "I can trust the singing competition held by your family."

"By the way," Chen Qi'an changed the subject: "Will you go to the new Hong Kong Governor's cocktail party tonight?"

Guo Yunchen smiled bitterly and said, "Who can't go?"

He asked keenly: "Brother Qi'an, you are worried about the ship king's side-"

Chen Qi'an sighed: "The old man and I haven't met for many years. Last time Aunt Xu sent someone to spread the word, saying that the old man was in poor health in the past two years and wanted to meet me."
Chapter completed!