"It turned out to be a text message sent by a scammer. I mean, how could such a good thing happen? Someone transferred money to me for no reason." Zhou Xinhua suddenly realized, then he deleted the text message, put down his phone, and started eating.
God is such a liar!
Fang Xiaoyue almost fell to the ground when she heard this.
"Mom, that's the money I earned from live streaming."
At this time, Fang Xiaoyue no longer had the idea of making any big surprises, and honestly explained the matter.
At first, the family was a little unconvinced. In their impression, live broadcasting could make money? It's difficult, isn't it? Those girls with long legs and thin waists make money through live broadcasts?
But when my mother picked up her phone, she checked her account using mobile banking.
Sure enough, there was an extra 100,000 yuan in the account.
"Okay, mom will save this money for you, so you can use it when you get a wife."
Zhou Xinhua looked like no one wanted to make money, which made Fang Xiaoyue feel dumbfounded.
"Mom, this money is for you to subsidize your family. I have kept more than 60,000 yuan for myself. If the money is not enough in the future, just tell me. Can the food at home be improved? Look at my sister, she has lost weight. .”
Fang Xiaoyue hurriedly gave her mother a few words of advice, fearing that her mother would really squeeze the money tightly and keep it for herself to marry a wife.
In the past few days, the food at home has dropped by more than one level, and he has had enough.
The level of this meal is directly related to Fang Xiaoyue's recovery of strength, and this cannot be ignored.
In any case, Fang Xiaoyue's 100,000 yuan subsidy brought a lot of changes to the family.
First of all, before the meal was finished, the air conditioners in several rooms were turned on.
Previously, the whole family endured the heat without turning on the air conditioner. There was nothing we could do because the air conditioner consumed electricity!
Comfortable! Cool!
Lying in her room, enjoying the bursts of cool air, Fang Xiaoyue didn't want to get up.
He originally proposed that the family rent a new house and change it to a better environment.
But my mother felt that Fang Xiaoyue’s live broadcast was not a safe way to make money, so she refused.
This is also true. I made more than 100,000 yuan through live broadcast this month. How much can I make next month?
No one dares to guarantee it.
A few days later, Mo Xieyi called Fang Xiaoyue and said that the assistant assigned to him had been selected.
Fang Xiaoyue had just live-streamed her painting at this time. When she came back from outside, she didn't want to go to the cafe to bother herself, so she simply asked Mo Xianyi to bring the assistant to her home.
Well, there is nothing to avoid about this. After all, Mo Xieyi is a partner and will have many contacts in the future. Fang Xiaoyue's home must be known to the other party.
Not to mention the assistant.
After lunch, Mo Xieyi came to the door with his assistant in the afternoon.
However, the assistant Mo Shuyi chose for Fang Xiaoyue made him a little surprised when he saw it.
"Hello, Master Fang, my name is Mo Xiaoyun, I graduated from S City University..."
The assistant was a petite girl about 1.63 meters tall, with a beautiful face. She only wore a little light makeup, not heavy makeup, which made Fang Xiaoyue look pleasing to the eye.
However, this girl's last name and the school she graduated from made Fang Xiaoyue a little interested.
"Your surname is Mo? Is it Manager Mo's?"
"I forgot to mention it before, this is my niece, but don't worry, she has been training in our company for a year and is excellent in all aspects."
Manager Mo was afraid that Fang Xiaoyue would blame him for not saying anything clearly, so he hurriedly explained.
"It's okay. I also graduated from a university in S city. Counting it, we should be in the same class?"
Fang Xiaoyue waved her hand to express that she didn't mind, and then laughed.
Not to mention, the two of them were graduates of the same class, but they were not in the same department and had never met each other.
In addition, although Fang Xuefeng was once the son of a billionaire, he was a low-key man, and few students from other departments knew about him.
In any case, with this relationship, Noila Mo, who was originally a little restrained, became more relaxed in front of Fang Xiaoyue.
The two parties agreed that Mo Xiaoyun would officially start working from tomorrow morning.
Of course, since Fang Xiaoyue's team has not yet been established, Mo Xiaoyun still has a lot of work to undertake.
In addition to needing to contact Mo Yiyi's Yiyi Company to communicate about the upcoming art exhibition, he also needs to do some things for Fang Xiaoyue.
For example, helping to send paintings to express delivery points, helping to take care of Fang Xiaoyue's life, etc.
However, Mo Xianyi also put forward his own opinions on Fang Xiaoyue's current model of live broadcast painting delivery.
Too cheap!
He felt that it was not impossible for Fang Xiaoyue to send paintings to fans who rewarded her highly, but she also couldn't send one out almost every day like she did now.
He suggested that Fang Xiaoyue extend the time to one month.
The fan who tips the most in a month can get a painting as a gift.
Or send paintings from time to time, but don’t fix the time, etc.
Fang Xiaoyue thought for a while and finally adopted Mo Xianyi's opinion.
After all, painting this thing is too common, and it will only cause one result, and that is a sharp drop in value.
Of course, if he directly changes the track gauge for delivering paintings now, it will inevitably cause resentment among fans.
But there is no way he can solve this problem.
That is to send comics, simple drawings, watercolors, etc.
Well, in the past, he would never have done this.
Because the paint and tools alone for these paintings are not a small expense.
Fang Xiaoyue, who only had a total capital of two hundred yuan at that time, naturally couldn't do this.
But now, after giving her mother 100,000 yuan, she still has 60,000 yuan on hand. Not to mention buying a few sets of paints and painting tools, Fang Xiaoyue can afford even a little luxury.
In fact, as soon as Fang Xiaoyue expressed her thoughts, Mo Xianyi immediately clapped her hands and applauded her.
His applause was partly flattering, but partly sincere.
As a businessman in the cultural circle, he has also felt a bottleneck in his career in the past two years.
Well, what do you say about this thing?
To put it bluntly, there are always only a few people who are willing to pay for paintings.
And most of these people who are willing to buy paintings are billionaires.
Precisely because they are not short of money, they only want works by well-known painters and masters.
As a result, it will be difficult to sell many of the works of young painters that Mo Xianyi holds in his hands.
Although these young painters are not very famous, the prices of their paintings are also low, ranging from a few thousand yuan to a few hundred yuan.
Even some prolific young painters such as Mo Xieyi have priced their paintings to one hundred yuan a piece.
But even such a low-priced painting is still difficult to sell.
At this time, Mo Xieyi finally understood after being shocked by Fang Xiaoyue's live broadcast. To put it bluntly, the channel was not wide enough!
Chinese paintings are so elegant that ordinary people have no chance to come into contact with them.
