Her Cultivation Diary-Chapter 1169 - 1145. Add 300!

What could Lun Jing have in mind?

She just recently found out her son wanted to open a B&B. Now, looking at the room full of people, she awkwardly brushed her hair: "Well... let’s just go with it for now."

Even if her son doesn’t need to fork out money, with what she’s earned over the years plus what Lun Chuan has given her, she has a few million, which should be enough.

But there is one thing she is eager to do: "I need to keep an eye on that B&B, right? How about we go back in a couple of days, and I tidy up my house and hand it over to an agent to rent it out?"

Her area isn’t as fancy as Lun Chuan’s place, but it’s quite prosperous, easily fetching several thousand in rent each month.

Lun Chuan silently sighed.

The plan for the B&B hasn’t even started, yet she’s ready to rent out her house... His mother really doesn’t want to leave!

But... isn’t this a bit too eager?

"Then... what about that Uncle Zhang you were seeing before?"

"Oh my!" Lun Jing suddenly remembered and couldn’t help but feel annoyed: "It’s all my fault, thinking we’re both getting old and could just let it fizzle out quietly... We haven’t officially broken up yet!"

"No way!" She took out her phone with a sense of responsibility: "I have to make it clear to him, can’t delay him from finding another partner!"

She typed a series of words on her phone and sent them, then, seeing Wu Lan’s gossipy face, she gave a wide smile:

"Sister-in-law, I just messaged him that we’re breaking up. Guys like him aren’t worth much, why wait till the year’s end to break up?"

Wu Lan, remembering the gossip she shared before, nodded in agreement: "Right! We’re older now, and shouldn’t just find someone easily. Living together halfway through life often doesn’t end well! Might even have to do some housemaid work."

The two of them whispered and eventually pulled Seventh Grandma, a dazed Aunt Lianhua, and Lady Tang into a tea chat, soon forgetting about the B&B and chatting enthusiastically.

At this moment, Qiaoqiao came over: "Sister, how do I check the homework of the kids? Teach me. Do we grade during the evaluation? What if it’s a failing grade?"

He handed over his phone, looking eager.

Song Tan was stumped.

How to check homework? Look at pictures and videos in the group chat? Or in the comment section? People just watch a video while eating, are you doing a test too? Don’t let your next live stream lose 200,000 followers suddenly!

She turned and passed the challenge to Xin Jun: "Teacher Xin..."

"I’m a bit busy!" Xin Jun said honestly.

Over the past few months, he compiled a whole set of free courses for children and the middle-aged with no basic knowledge, covering literacy, arithmetic, and some simple knowledge—he put his heart into it.

However, the free course promotion didn’t perform well, and recently he was pondering how to drive traffic and buy views. Although Song Tan suggested that Qiaoqiao could share the link, he was unwilling.

According to Xin Jun: "Online courses are easily seen as a scam, and Qiaoqiao doesn’t endorse high-quality product streams from the village, so he must ensure the purity of his live stream followers."

"You know, I’m not just in it for the money, so there’s even less need to drag Qiaoqiao into it just for money."

Because of this, Song Tan sighed helplessly.

However, speaking of which, Xin Jun’s course wasn’t wasted; occasionally, he’d post snippets of videos on his social media to show his parents, who were now convinced he was teaching at a school.

But getting teaching credentials isn’t easy nowadays, nor getting a teaching job... Look, last term he said he was teaching middle and high school, but now he’s with elementary kids instead.

Oh dear, kids these days are hard to manage, and his son being new needs to perform well to earn the trust of parents and the school... No wonder he couldn’t go home even this late into the month.

Song Tan and Zhang Yanping knew all this, and looking at him now, they didn’t dare imagine what would happen if the lie got exposed.

However, speaking of which: "Xin Jun, didn’t you say you won’t go into business? Why are you willingly opening a B&B?"

Xin Jun thought for a moment, "Because I feel your cousin is really capable in business... at worst, I’ll take a smaller share."

Working hard is out of the question, being a stress-free, no-overtime worker is really enjoyable.

Even though he claimed he was busy, he still prioritized Qiaoqiao’s needs, and after some thought, he said: "You’ve already matured a lot, and your little friends also have to work, not everyone has the time for homework."

"How about this, since you can earn money through live streams, you could pay Brother Yanping 500 yuan a month to help sort through homework after each of your live streams, arrange to distribute Little Red Flowers, and handle the exchange and packing of Little Red Flowers... How does that sound?"

Zhang Yanping, standing nearby, widened his eyes like a bell—oh, you, Xin Jun! Why not put some of the chores on yourself?

Qiaoqiao is still your student!

Yet, Xin Jun looked back with a smile, whereas Qiaoqiao stared at him with expectant eyes, leaving Zhang Yanping in distress—

Why do all the trivial things come to me!

"Brother Yanping..." Qiaoqiao looked at him pitifully: "You’re so awesome, this class reunion was great..."

Zhang Yanping stomped heavily on Xin Jun’s foot, seeing the latter wince, he grinned:

"I’ll do it, but it’ll cost more!"

He held up three fingers: "Add three hundred!"

If it weren’t for blood relations, hiring him at this price would be impossible!

But Qiaoqiao instantly scrunched up his face: "800 all together... That’s really expensive..."

Zhang Yanping was immediately beside himself with anger!

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Song Tan was already giggling to the point of silliness and now advised Qiaoqiao amidst her chuckles: "Our Brother Yanping usually does quite a bit, so let’s just say 800 is fair, after all, it’s the family price, just give it to him..."

Qiaoqiao pouted: "I do even more! Yet the raise in salary you gave me was just a little bit..."

Song Tan: ... Gosh, the boomerang came back.

Now it was Zhang Yanping’s turn to laugh like a maniac.

Amidst the laughter, a sudden phone call came in, Song Tan looked at the caller ID and decisively handed the phone to Lun Chuan.

On the phone, a familiar female voice sounded very courteous:

"Is this one of Qiaoqiao’s family members? Our company has discussed and the terms we previously proposed can be fulfilled..."

The call was on speaker, and everyone heard the words clearly, at this moment, Zhang Yanping and Xin Jun leaned over, their hearts pounding.

Yet, holding the phone, Lun Chuan remained incredibly calm, even his responses were calm and courteous...

After hanging up, everyone opened the contract file received on their phones, and after once more confirming the amount, Zhang Yanping showed a face of agony:

"Song Qiaoqiao! You have an 8 million signing fee, and with me as your assistant earning just 800 a month, you think I’m expensive... That’s too much!"

Then he remembered needing a million from Song Tan to start the B&B...

"Darn it!" he murmured, "If I were still that fair-skinned pretty boy, I bet people would watch my live streams too!"

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