Chapter 1141 My Gentle Tyrant (23)
Ji Rong: "Then how can we make money?"
he asked seriously.
Fu Yue stared at him faintly: "I'm wondering how much money I can get by selling you."
Little Emperor: "..."
Little Emperor: "Trading people is illegal!"
Fu Yue was a little surprised: "Oh, you, a tyrant, can say this?"
The child's beautiful eyes paused, and he lowered his long, thick, dark eyelashes, stopped talking, and began to quietly bloom an autistic flower again.
After a while, he asked softly: "You don't want me to kill people casually?"
Fu Yue: "Normal people shouldn't like killing people casually, right?"
The little emperor continued to be autistic: "Yes, I'm just not normal."
Fu Yue: "...Actually, I don't mean to discriminate against you."
Ji Xiaorong: "Forget it, stop talking and let me be quiet."
Talking to this woman would sooner or later give him a heart attack.
*
While cleaning up the original owner's room, Fu Yue found the original owner's ID card and student ID card.
Counting the time, the original owner had just graduated from college this year and was twenty-two years old. She didn't seem to have much work. Otherwise, if she had stayed at home for so many days without going to work, someone would have called her and fired her.
In fact, making money is very simple for Fu Yue. She only needs to use her hacking skills to easily hack into a rich man's bank account and withdraw a part of the money, ensuring that no one can find out.
But Fu Yue felt that this was still unethical, so she might as well just hack into someone else's lottery company to see what the next lottery numbers were and then buy them.
Finally, Fu Yue tried to be self-reliant.
If she really can't survive by then, she will buy lottery tickets again! !
She calculated so well!
After searching online for some part-time jobs that could make money quickly, Fu Yue finally decided to write a few articles and submit them to a few reliable public accounts.
Those public accounts are all relatively large. If a thousand-word article is of good quality, it can earn nearly 2,000 yuan.
Fu Yue wrote a few articles casually and submitted them to several different public accounts.
After all, she has traveled through so many worlds, she is a perfect academic, and she can easily write beautiful articles at her fingertips.
A week later.
All the articles she submitted received replies.
After passing several articles, she made tens of thousands of dollars.
There were even two studios that wanted to sign her as a long-term author, and the salary would be good. Fu Yue replied that it would take a few days to think about it.
Fu Yue suddenly swelled.
Look, she can support herself too.
…
Just made money.
Fu Yue is going to take the little emperor out for a big meal.
"I've made money and can support you, Zaizai~~"
Ji Xiaorong's eyelids twitched.
"What did you call me?"
Zai Zai?
This woman really thought it through!
Fu Yue pinched the child's soft cheek and said, "It's not important."
The child held her face with both hands and said seriously: "This is very important. I am obviously your man, not your bastard!"
Can you imagine a beautiful five-year-old kid saying something like this with a serious face?
Anyway, Fu Yue burst into laughter.
"Be good, you are still young, don't think about this kind of thing."
Ji Xiaorong was very depressed.
He decided to let this woman see how young he really was tonight.
*
Fu Yue took the little emperor to eat spicy crayfish and hot pot.
As soon as she sat down, Fu Yue heard someone calling her name.
"Qin Chu?"
Fu Yue raised her eyes to look at the person who came. She was an exquisitely dressed woman with an inexplicable aloof demeanor, which was not pleasing to the eye anyway.
"Ah, is your child so old? He's five years old, right?"
Fu Yue didn't have time to speak.
Ji Xiaorong's face darkened first, and she started to get angry when she opened her mouth.
"Are you blind? Donate your eyes to those in need."
The woman: "..."
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