"Don't you keep food every day?" Mo Jin couldn't help laughing, this girl's mouth is hard, and she has to say it.

"Then you have to do it so late every day, can't you come back earlier?" "You still have to teach me to practice calligraphy, you come back so late every day, I, I want to sleep."

It's good, I stuttered when I spoke, and I even said it was okay.

Mo Jin nodded, and said deliberately, "Okay, then I'll take these account books back to read at night, just when you practice calligraphy, I'll look at the account books on the side, okay." ”

"No, there's something else going on today." How to draw in the ledger, he must be free tonight.

"Huh?" Mo Jin looked at Wufu with a posture of giving her one last chance, if she didn't say it again, don't say it.

Of course, Wufu also knows current affairs, and she immediately spoke, "Actually, I want you to help me draw a few paintings, which are very simple and not too complicated......"

Mo Jin raised his hand and motioned for her to wait, "Help you draw?" ”

If she really helped her draw, she wouldn't have begged herself like this.

"No, I promised a friend to help him draw a few posters." Anyway, it was all said, Wufu simply made it clear to me, "Just last time, the packaging painting you drew for us, people think it is good in all aspects, so I want a few of those paintings, and then I agreed." ”

"Friend, which of your friends I don't know?" Mo Jin frowned.

"It's the boss I work with, they should need some products and some posters in the mall, but he didn't find the right person, but he fell in love with your painting at a glance."

"No, my paintings are hard to find outside, I don't easily help people paint, let him find someone else, it's just a propaganda poster, and he doesn't need me." Not only is it hard to find, in fact, it cannot be measured in money.

The propaganda poster also asked him to paint, which is simply a knife used to kill chickens.

knew that Mo Jin must be like this, so Wufu thought of so many methods.

But Mo Jin still didn't agree.

Wufu had no choice but to pretend to be pitiful, "But I promised others, how can I go back on what I promised, and besides, people gave money." ”

"How much was given?"

"Five paintings a month, at least 500 yuan." Wufu said, and stretched out five fingers, looking like he had a lot of money.

Mo Jin was so angry that he almost couldn't breathe, he glared at Wufu, "My paintings can only be sold for a hundred yuan, what do you think of me?" ”

Wufu was so angry that she was about to vomit blood, she asked Mo Jin rhetorically, "People work hard for only 30 yuan a month, and your painting is 100 yuan, what do you want." ”

"You compare me to others?"

This topic, Wufu skipped it directly, and changed the plan, it seems that the plan to get him delicious is only effective for foodies like her, and Mo Jin is immune.

She glanced at Mo Jin, leaned over to him, leaned on his shoulder, and tried to be coquettish, "Actually, I have bought Mobao and paints, and I don't need a lot of money, so you can spend your time and earn this money back for me, and in the future, this money will buy me clothes and delicious food." ”

Although the movements were a little stiff, Mo Jin was very satisfied, but his will was very firm, and he was not tempted at all, "Don't you have any clothes to wear?" ”

This won't work, Wufu gritted his teeth, and then threw out a big temptation, "Then don't you still want to earn money to build a house and marry me, let's make up this money, you can build a house soon, and you can marry me soon." ”

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