Jiang Yue is simple-minded in this regard and would not think so much.
After arriving home, I went to my room and took a nap.
Those who are sleepy in spring and tired in autumn should sleep until dusk.
Since she moved back home, Qin Zhao has been home basically every day when there is no need to travel for official business. The brother and sister have met more often than in their previous lives combined.
Jiang Zhi is no exception. He will no longer spend time in the laboratory every day, help his tutor in school and then go home.
Therefore, Jiang Yue and the others were given the illusion that they were both free now.
The relationship between Qin Zhao and Jiang Zhi was peaceful and distant, as quiet as a well and a river, and neither of them asked too much about the other's affairs.
Jiang Yue yawned and went downstairs. She had just woken up and was still not very awake. She walked to the living room in a daze, lay down on her favorite sofa, turned on the TV, listened to the sound, and turned on her mobile phone.
Recently she has also received several Weibo promotions.
Advertising for skin care products.
There are not enough small advertisements that I found before, but they are all small-scale micro-business brands that will make them look bad.
Jiang Yue couldn't find it even after searching on shopping websites. Even if she found it, the price was too low to make people feel comfortable using it.
Even though the other party offered a high price, Jiang Yue still rejected it.
Although she is not very noble or a moral model, she is not a very bad person.
I like her little fans, every one of them is very cute.
It was hard for her to let them down after giving such warm and simple sincerity.
The advertisement Jiang Yue accepted this time was for the hand cream she usually uses. Although the price is a bit expensive, it is really useful.
She carefully stamped the words on the keyboard, edited the picture and text, and clicked send: "Jiang Yue [Princess in Distress Edition]: The hand cream I have been using recently is fragrant, sweet, moisturizing, and very It’s easy to use, I like it very much, and the ingredients in it are also very good. Although I don’t know much about it, I checked and it’s not poisonous.”
Although the advertising is tough, the heart is real.
It was also the first time for fans to see my wife in an advertisement, and they all gurgled like fish out of water.
"Bought it!"
"I'm a grown man and I'm going to buy it, eh eh eh eh."
"@zhouji, please be more conscious and make an offering to our princess."
"Hahaha, my wife's first advertisement is so cute."
"She's an international brand~ My wife is going to be successful."
"But our wives usually use international brands."
Jiang Yue's first advertisement ended up with good results. The brand business that invited her had no confidence at first. After all, the advertising fee was not low. If there was no considerable effect, it would be a loss-making business.
The business circle is very small.
Once word spread, she might not receive any advertisements in the future.
Seeing that the transaction volume was obviously starting to increase in the background, the brand business manager breathed a sigh of relief and raised his tail in front of other colleagues: "I would say that her fans are still very loyal and have the spending power."
Jiang Yue put down her phone after posting the advertisement, her neck felt a little sore.
She rubbed her neck and paused for a moment. She looked at Qin Zhao and Jiang Zhi who had appeared in the living room at some point, and hesitated for a few seconds.
For the first time, he called Qin Zhao big brother.
In front of Jiang Zhi, you still have to pretend.
Lest he think that everyone is treated like him.
Qin Zhao was obviously stunned for a moment, and his stern eyebrows softened a bit. This was the first time he heard the word "big brother" from his sister.
Qin Zhao maintained his composure on the surface, and his eyes automatically softened when he looked at her, and the man hummed.
Being ignored, Jiang Zhi clenched his hands.
The young man remained silent, but he was very tolerant.
There was a sound of footsteps outside the door. The housekeeper of the Zhou family took the boy's hand and led him into the house.
Zhou Zhengchu has now moved to the Zhou family's old house with his father. He has a driver to take him to and from school on weekdays, and there are other classes after school every day when he returns home.
The family has a specially hired private tutor.
Top students who graduated from prestigious schools, leaders in every subject.
Elite education is inherently cost-effective.
However, these days, the young master did not plan to go home to attend classes after school. Instead, he coldly asked the driver to park the car at Qin's house, and went to find his mother with a small schoolbag on his back.
I have a fever today, but I stubbornly refuse to go to the doctor.
But first come to your mother.
Neither the driver nor the housekeeper could do anything to him.
The young master looked at them coldly with a straight face. Even if he didn't speak, even if he was still young, it was not their decision.
The boy had a cold face and straightened his lips: "Don't talk, I have the final say."
In desperation, I had no choice but to send the person over.
Zhou Zhengchu never showed a cold face in front of his mother. He always looked well-behaved and without any aggression. His face looked a little red because he was sick.
When he walked up to his mother, he didn't feel aggrieved. Instead, he reminded her obediently: "Mom, you didn't come to see me this weekend."
