Shi Kui looked at him and stretched out her hand: "Give me the money first."

Chen Tinghan was stunned for a moment and said, "Why, you don't trust me?"

The little girl's eyes widened, her chubby face puffed up, and she looked like she was going to pounce on him and bite him. She said, "The last time you said you would give me pocket money was two years ago. You said you would return the principal to me in two days and then give me pocket money as interest.

It's been two years. Where's my principal and my interest?"

"..." Chen Tinghan was shocked. He touched his head and remembered what happened. He laughed awkwardly: "Haha, you still remember?"

With a snap, a row of teeth marks appeared on Chen Tinghan's hand.

"Oh my god!" He jumped up and said angrily, "You're such a grown man, and you still bite like you used to!"

Chen Shikui said angrily: "You know I'm grown up now, but you still want to cheat me out of money like before!"

"I didn't, how could I do such a wicked thing!"

"Then I'll start with the two hundred you owed me five years ago!"

The two children were bickering and making a lot of noise at the dinner table, but the two parents remained quiet. Cheng Zhilan looked at the brother and sister with a hint of relief in her eyes.

Both Lao Cheng and Lao Chen are not good at speaking. They can even be said to be somewhat unsuccessful parents in raising their children. The more rebellious their children are, the more anxious they will become. The more anxious they become, the angrier they will become. Angry scolding will in turn lead to more violent resistance.

Who doesn't want a harmonious family and loving children? The source of conflict isn't that people don't want to, but that they don't know how to do it.

As they were arguing, the brother and sister suddenly entered the room mysteriously. It was unclear what they were going to do. Cheng Zhilan put down her chopsticks, thought about her son's behavior, and couldn't help but sigh: "Do you feel that your son has finally grown up?"

Old Chen raised his head, his eyes pulled back from his bowl, and asked in confusion, "What the hell?"

"......" Cheng Zhilan rolled her eyes as if she couldn't stand it anymore, smashed the bowl, and said, "I really don't know how you became such an old fool."

......

In Shikui's room, the little girl was lying on the bed, hiding herself constantly. She looked so pitiful. She was so nervous that her toes were curled together, and she was holding her piggy bank with extreme vigilance.

Without the parents around, Chen Tinghan became casual and cursed: "I'm not robbing you of your money!"

She remained vigilant and asked, "Then what do you want to do? Why are you so kind as to give me money?"

Chen Tinghan was so angry that he sneered twice, took out a huge sum of money from his pocket and threw it at Chen Shikui.

Chen Shikui took a closer look and laughed angrily: "Two hundred yuan, the interest you owe me for five years is more than two hundred yuan."

"How dare you say that?" Chen Tinghan said angrily, "The red envelope money I receive every year is just for my safekeeping, but you can use it as you please. It's not fair."

He had no choice. At this time, the money from selling the school uniforms was still in You Shenyu's hands. The two hundred yuan was saved before his rebirth, and he wanted to use it to buy skins.

"You'd better be honest and say it. If you didn't spend the money recklessly after getting it and recharge some games, would mom confiscate your red envelope?" she glared.

"I take it from you, and then you complain to your mother and take it from her. You see, neither of us has a bright future." Chen Tinghan spread his hands and spoke with certainty.

"You're the only one with a lot of crooked ideas." Chen Shikui's perception of his brother's lower limits was once again refreshed. He snorted, carefully placed the money close to his body, and said, "Tell me, what do you want to do?"

Chen Tinghan put on a big smile, sat down on the bed, patted his sister's thigh, and said, "I really do have something I want to ask you."

She kicked her brother's hand away and said with disdain: "I knew you were like this, a weasel paying New Year's greetings to a chicken."

Chen Tinghan began to talk about his school uniform business, without any hesitation. After all, if he wanted to expand his business, he had to target schools across the city with similar needs. Elementary schools were not among them. For one thing, elementary school students' individual needs weren't reflected in uniforms. For another, making money from students was completely different from making money from parents.

So his clients are middle and high school students, and he has to act quickly, as there is only less than a year left before the ban is actually implemented.

He knows a lot of people in high school and has many ways to promote it, but there is a relative lack of knowledge in junior high school, so it would be easier to get things done if he has someone who is involved in this ecosystem.

Coincidentally, Chen Shikui is a junior high school student, and a very active and popular one at that.

Chen Tinghan's description was quick and concise. Chen Shikui, hugging the small quilt, heard it clearly, but still looked at him suspiciously and said, "Are you really doing this?"

"Why would I lie to you?" Chen Tinghan lay down, pressed down his sister's legs, and said, "How about it, do you want to come work for me?"

The little girl had indeed grown up and wasn't as easy to fool as before. She didn't fall for the trick and instead asked, "How much salary are you paying me?"

Chen Tinghan asked tentatively, "Two hundred a month?"

She kicked her legs and pushed the jerk brother away, pretending to open the door: "I'm going to tell my mom."

"Hey, hey, hey." Chen Tinghan quickly pulled her back and said, "The price is negotiable, everything is negotiable."

"Hmph." Chen Shikui sat back down, suddenly thinking. After a while, he said, "I'll charge 300, and I won't be directly involved. The most I can do is ask the monitors of other classes for you."

Without waiting for Chen Tinghan to speak, she asked bluntly: "Besides, why do you use such an inefficient promotion method?"

"Low, inefficient?" Chen Tinghan scratched his head.

Chen Shikui shook his head as if unable to bear it, and sighed: "I didn't know you were a primitive person... We can put up an advertisement online, post it on the school forum, and almost everyone will read it."

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