The only piece of good material in the boss's house has been cut by Ma Xiaoman, as for the rest, it's not that she doesn't like it, but it doesn't meet her requirements, and it has been delayed on the boss's side, and when she left, the other bosses have already collected the stalls and gone home.

Helplessly, Ma Xiaoman and his entourage could only go back to the hotel to rest, planning to come out early tomorrow morning, "It turns out that there are really jadeites in those stones," After walking a little farther, Muyang suddenly spoke as if he had just come back to his senses.

"Not all stones have jadeite in them, your sister is lucky, the bet has risen, if she is unlucky, the eight thousand yuan may be lost," Wen Biao said and reached out and knocked on Muyang's head.

Rubbing his head that was knocked out, Mu Yang's eyes were full of anticipation and looked at Wen Biao and asked, "Then can I buy a piece tomorrow and try it?" "It's okay to be cheap, after all, it's not easy for your brother and me to make money," Wen Biao did not directly refuse Muyang's request, but suggested that Muyang choose a slightly cheaper one.

"I will control the amount within five hundred yuan," Mu Yang promised something, and then took out a thousand yuan from his pocket and handed it to Wen Biao, "I don't have much pocket money, I will share half of it," Mu Yang stuffed the money into Wen Biao's hand, and turned his head to look at Ma Xiaoman with a smug face.

But when he saw Ma Xiaoman's hand stretched out towards him, his brows furrowed slightly, but he still gave half of his thousand yuan to Ma Xiaoman, "Good," Seeing Muyang's actions, Ma Xiaoman directly put the money into his pocket.

"Go back and ask our brother to open an account for you, and give you some pocket money regularly every month in the future," Ma Xiaoman said disappreciably, Wen Biao was slightly stunned when he heard Ma Xiaoman's words, "Since you said so, then I, as the eldest in the family, should also prepare pocket money for the two of you," Wen Biao said and took out his mobile phone, and directly transferred 500,000 yuan to Ma Xiaoman according to the good card that Ma Xiaoman had before.

Then he calmly took out the thousand yuan that Mu Yang gave him before from his pocket, counted the two sides carefully, and divided five hundred to Mu Yang, "?" Mu Yang looked up at Wen Biao with a puzzled expression, "Your pocket money," Wen Biao's words almost made Mu Yang fall down.

If he remembered correctly, he just gave the money to the other party, and now the other party calmly divided half of it to himself and said that it was his pocket money, he always felt that something was wrong, "Girls want to be rich, it is normal for you to be more than him," Seeing Ma Xiaoman looking at himself, Wen Biao rubbed his nose and explained with some embarrassment.

"Sister, how much pocket money does my brother give you?" Maybe it's because I've been in contact with Wen Biao for a long time, seeing Wen Biao's behavior of rubbing his nose, coupled with the embarrassment that quickly flashed on his face, Mu Yang instinctively thought that the pocket money he gave Ma Xiaoman was not as much as he gave.

"No, my brother gave all zero, you see," Ma Xiaoman said and handed his mobile phone to Mu Yang, Mu Yang stupidly came to Ma Xiaoman's side, stared at the mobile phone screen and counted, "500,000!" After counting the numbers, Mu Yang suddenly became a bad person, "When I make money in the future, I will also give my sister more pocket money than this, and when the time comes, my sister can buy whatever she wants," Mu Yang said with a serious face.

Ma Xiaoman was surprised by his focus, if this matter was put on other children, they would care more about why their pocket money was not as much as each other, and then they had a little mood, but Muyang was different, Muyang's focus was that he gave less.