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hurriedly pulled Di Xin, who was walking in front, back, "In order to ensure your basic survival, Sister Tao asked me to find you a job, you must work hard, you know?" ā€

Di Xin, who didn't know what Fan Xiaomi was talking about, shook his head in confusion and said, "I don't know." ā€

"You ......" Fan Xiaomi's index finger pointed at Di Xin, who looked innocent, almost didn't die of anger by her, took a deep breath several times, and forced himself to calm down:

"Work, money, you understand? That is, you are not the king now, no one will prepare food for you to send to you anymore, everything is up to you, understand? ā€

Di Xin nodded, "Understood." ā€

Fan Xiaomi breathed a sigh of relief and pulled Di Xin into the apartment, and then, Di Xin finally took an elevator to the door of his house.

During this short period of time in the elevator, Fan Xiaomi felt that he was about to collapse.

Di Xin, a curious baby, has been arguing with her about what kind of magic weapon this is, it is the immortal who is manipulating Yunyun, let her explain it, this girl is stubborn, Fan Xiaomi said, this is separated by thousands of years of generation, it is really impossible to communicate normally.

Finally got off the elevator and entered the house, Fan Xiaomi went crazy again, who would help her!

Teaching an ancient man to learn computers, this question is too difficult, she can't do it, she can't do it!

Looking at the landlady who circled herself in the quilt, Di Xin said that she was a little square.

This is called a computer magic weapon, she just asked who made it, and the landlord looked so angry that she was about to faint, and she was also helpless.

"Miss Landlady?" Di Xin cautiously reached out and poked the woman on the bed, "Are you okay, do you want to drink a glass of water?" ā€

After thinking about it for a while, Fan Xiaomi turned over, sat down next to the computer, and beckoned to Di Xin, "Come here, I'll teach you how to use this magic weapon to make money." ā€

Di Xin was dumbfounded, this, this is resurrected with full blood on the spot?

"Hurry up!" Fan Xiaomi urged, she was afraid that she would not be able to help but run away after a long time.

She can't control herself!

Seeing that the landlord was furious, Di Xin didn't dare to delay and hurriedly ran to the computer.

Fan Xiaomi pointed to the computer and began to talk serious nonsense:

"This magic weapon called the computer is a magic weapon called Feng. Invented by Neumann's immortals, after the improvement of later generations, today's multi-functional magic weapon has been formed, this magic weapon contains a wide variety of types, I will not introduce them one by one, you have time to explore this yourself, today I want to tell you is to use it to work online to make money and buy things. ā€

Speaking of this, Fan Xiaomi turned his head to look at Di Xin, "Do you understand?" ā€

Di Xin nodded, and she could understand by saying this.

Seeing that Di Xin understood, Fan Xiaomi praised his wit, and took out the prepared bank card and handed it to Di Xin in a good mood.

"This card is a magic weapon for money, I have made an entry and exit account on the website where you work, this card has been bound for you, you just need to translate the ancient characters on the picture above and click submit, you can receive the money."

"For your convenience, all functions have been adjusted to voice control by me, you just need to issue commands......"

Fan Xiaomi has been talking for a long time, and gave Di Xin a detailed explanation of how to translate text on the website, buy things, and other functions in a way that she can understand.

After seeing Di Xin correctly complete the translation of an ancient text, he finally showed a smile of relief.

"Very good, live well, it's not too early, I'll go first, if you don't know what, look for your neighbor, bye."

As soon as the words fell, when Di Xin looked back again, Fan Xiaomi had already disappeared.

Thinking that his landlord might also be an immortal, Di Xin didn't think much about it, and happily looked at the clothes on a shopping website.

A thousand-word ancient inscription just translated, she has an extra 5,000 yuan in the magic vessel that holds money, and she can buy a dress she likes~

She will never wear this angry red pajamas on her body again!