The two sisters chatted for a long time on Yun Shudai's bed before falling asleep that night. The next day, He Wan quietly got up and left the space on time.

Yun Shudai slept until after ten o'clock, drank a cup of porridge, and began her creative career.

Although the crew gave me a four-month deadline, it is inevitable that I will have other announcements in the future. When I am at home, I will try not to waste time.

She had already drawn the drafts of two characters and sent them to the person in charge of the program's publicity. After some slight changes, she had finally nailed the style.

She was still asleep when He Wan went out in the morning. When she came back at noon, she found her with disheveled hair, drawing seriously.

Looking at the professional computer in her room, the hand-painted screen, and especially her skilled movements, he was surprised and said, "Lao Yun, in your previous life, you only used a tablet to draw, or used a brush to draw in the house, but you never used a computer to draw."

Yun Shudai lifted her hair and said, "I have memories of this life. The original owner studied fine arts, which involved computer software."

"No wonder, I never thought that painting would become your life skill in this life. How much would you pay for this painting?"

"A few thousand dollars, a total of one hundred thousand dollars, I want to paint twenty."

"Twenty pairs, one hundred thousand, normally it's not a small amount."

"Well, I am still a beginner in the workplace, but I have two lifetimes of experience. This price is very good in the business world."

After Yun Shudai paid back one million yuan to her parents at the end of the year, she had 80,000 yuan left. She bought some supplies for Lao He, leaving her with only 50,000 or 60,000 yuan. She only gave her a deposit of 20,000 yuan for this order, and from the wedding dress advertisement, she had 50,000 yuan in her hands.

Well, I still have to work hard to make money this year.

Lao He didn't go out at noon, but stewed a casserole of mushroom and pork ribs soup in the kitchen.

Listening to Lao Yun complaining about this, he smiled and said, "With my bug, you are still worried about not being able to make money. Wait for more than a month, and I will get you a few more bottles of wine." Yun Shudai put down the pen in her hand, came over and took a sip of soup, and said, "We got so many bottles of wine from that era, will anyone find out?"

"This... I'm really not sure. Do you know any other collector besides the one named Song?"

Yun Shudai shook her head, but then paused and said, "My Mr. Bai also likes collecting."

Lao He couldn't help but rolled his eyes at her: "Tsk, you yell so smoothly."

Lao Yun was too lazy to smell the sour smell of a single dog like her, and lowered his head to chew on the soft and rotten ribs.

Lao He didn't tease her and said, "But if your Mr. Bai knew that you had so many old wines, how would you explain it?"

Lao Yun also thought of this question, and just said casually: "I was probably discovered by him last time, but he didn't ask. Oh, if he really asked, I would say that my best friend's family used to be antique collectors. The family fell into poverty, and recently asked me to send some things out. I heard that you can drink out the wine even if it has not settled. We only have the advantage of age. If we sold it, then they didn't drink out the bottle?"

"Maybe they can't bear to drink it. Well, that's right. Let's not buy the wine for now. Why don't we look for other valuable items online?"

"We sell eye-catching wine and antiques, which are easy to be found. How about I set up a stall in the antique market?"

"Forget about setting up a stall. Don't forget that you are a big star now. But you can go to the antique market and see if there is anyone who will buy it."

"kindness."

After dinner, He Wan accompanied Lao Yun while searching for valuable things from those days on the sofa. She had to earn money to buy a house for her Lao Yun.

(End of this chapter)