Chapter 3 Let’s make up an integer

As she said that, Su Zhi's face showed yearning and longing, "If I become a star, I can at least earn tens of millions a year, right? But if I go to the dinner party, I will definitely leave a dark history. Just for a mere 50,000 yuan, it’s really a loss.”

   "..."

  Su Tianhai always thought that this niece who grew up in the countryside was pure and weak, easy to control, but unexpectedly she was also a scheming one.

  He had a dark old face, "How much more do you want?"

  Su Zhi sighed quietly: "Second Uncle, talking about money hurts feelings."

  Su Tianhai was stunned for a moment. Just as he was about to speak, he heard Su Zhi simply say, "It's most practical to pay directly."

   "..."

  Su Tianhai stared at her with an uncertain expression for a while, then transferred 100,000 to her Alipay.

  Hearing the notification sound of the arrival of 100,000 yuan, Su Zhi picked up the phone and looked through the address book, "I'm looking for Yang Zhenzhen's number. I heard that the artist who joined her company has a monthly minimum salary of 20,000 yuan."

  Su Tianhai's face darkened, "Su Zhi, don't be dissatisfied, there are beautiful women everywhere.

  The male guests attending the dinner tonight are all sons and daughters of top wealthy families, and they will live comfortably in their next life.

  Other women can't get in through their heads. If it weren't for you and my uncle, do you think such a good thing would happen to you? "

  Su Zhi was a little surprised, "Since it's such a good thing, why don't you let Su Tingting come?"

  Su Tianhai was at a loss for words.

  He wanted his daughter to come, but his daughter's appearance, forget it, don't mention it.

Su Tianhai is going to be tough, "Su Zhi, if you don't go in today, I'll immediately call the hospital to cancel your mother's medical expenses, and I'll let the hospital freeze the medical expenses I saved before. Do you still want to treat your mother?"

   "Oh, whatever."

  Su Tianhai stared blankly.

  Why is it different from what he thought?

  According to the formula, shouldn't she beg him in tears and apologize to him for her mistakes?

   "Su Zhi, your mother has lung cancer! If the operation is delayed by one day, the success rate will be reduced by 1%!"

  Su Zhi rubbed her ears that hurt from the yelling and took a few steps back, "Second uncle, I've already made up my mind. I'll sell the house in the country when I go back, and the money from the sale will be used for my mother's medical treatment."

   "Sell the old house, where will you and your mother live in the future?"

   "I can work to earn money and rent a house."

   "..."

  Su Tianhai desperately wants to break her beautiful fantasy, "You are not yet 18 years old, and you have no education, so you can only do the lowest-level jobs. The salary is pitifully low, not enough for rent, let alone the expenses for food and school.

  You said you were going to be an artist, but you thought it would be easy to be an artist. Do you know how complicated the entertainment industry is? A beautiful girl with no background like you will only be eaten to pieces! "

Su Zhi calmly said, "Then I'll become an Internet celebrity. Internet celebrities are very profitable now, and they can make hundreds of thousands of dollars in one night. Just eat with my mother."

   "..."

   Seeing that coercion and bribery didn't work, Su Tianhai had no choice but to continue to deposit money.

   "Alipay received two hundred thousand yuan."

  Hearing the notification tone of the mobile phone, Su Zhi smiled and said: "Second Uncle, why don't you make it together, it's auspicious."

  I gave all 350,000, and there is no shortage of 50,000. Just as Su Tianhai was about to agree, he heard his niece's crisp voice, "Buy it, 500,000."

  Nima, do you make it up like this? Why don't you say round up a million?

  (end of this chapter)

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