Chapter 221: I'm a Little Money-Making Expert!

The huge gymnasium formed a strange encirclement at this time. Centered on Han Luoli Gu Xiaoer's seat, many people lined up, anxiously waiting for something.

"I want, I want! Sign me one! ”

"And me! I'll give a hundred, sign one for me! ”

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While collecting the money, Gu Xiaoer handed the fans' postcards to Han Luoli.

In fact, fans want to hand it over by themselves, even if they say a word to the domineering male god. But the male god refused to even give them a look, let alone take their postcard signatures.

I didn't dare to get close, I only dared to watch from afar, pinning my hopes on the girl who collected the money.

Gu Xiaoer, who was very busy, had a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, and his face was flushed. But even so, I still enjoyed it, my big eyes flashed, and my mind was full of tons of bills flying around.

Hand over a signed book, and squeeze his eyes at the man who spilled ink: Look, am I a little money-making expert! With a fiancΓ©e like me, you have made a lot of money!

"Next!" The girl's voice was crisp.

"Well, I'll pay five hundred, can I ask Mr. to sign here for me?" At this time, a chubby eldest sister in her thirties came over, wearing her T-shirt and looking forward to it.

Han Luoli turned his face sideways, his eyes swept lightly, and his face, which was not very good-looking, immediately darkened.

Gu Xiaoer looked at it and frowned. Eldest sister, you have to sign a normal place, sign on the big breasts, my man is willing, and I don't want to!

"No." The man's faint voice sounded, and he was cold. If it weren't for the sake of making Gu Xiaoer happy, he would have taken his signature worth trillions at will?

"Yes, I won't sign it!" Gu Xiaoer also accepted it when he saw it, so as not to annoy his own man. "It's all gone, it's all gone!" Anyway, I have made enough money today, and it is estimated that there will be 5,000 yuan!

"Cut!" A large group of people, some pouting, some disappointed, and more regretful.

Happily sat on the soft chair and excitedly shared the fruits of his labor with Han Luoli.

"Da Luoluo, before, I really blamed you." She said with a heartache.

"Isn't it!" The man's domineering long arms wrapped around her and rubbed her into his arms. As long as this little girl is coquettish, he really has no way at all.

Gu Xiaoer rubbed his heart with his head, not forgetting to pick up the thick dozen dollars, and his expression was a little fascinated: "Da Luoluo, you really eat this bowl of rice!" ”

"What?" Gentle questions.

"I mean, with your appearance, it's really a pity not to sell it!"

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"I used to think that you should work very hard in this business, with few customers and not easy to make money. I didn't expect that so many people would buy your account. Just draw a few strokes, and you can get 5,000 yuan! Do you know how long I have to earn five thousand dollars! If I work for 10 yuan an hour, I will have to work 500 hours! ”

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"Eh, why don't you ignore me when you talk to you?" The girl kept talking, but the man next to her didn't respond at all, and he was unwilling to elbow him.

"Yes, you're right." Han Luoli's beautiful fingers supported his forehead, barely having a brain congestion: "Otherwise, how can I successfully hook you into my hand?" ”

"Yes, I'm just fooled by your beauty!"

While the two were frolicking, there was another commotion in the hallway of the gymnasium.

"Look, it's Fu Ziming and his girlfriend!"