Jiang Zhaoying breathed a sigh of relief.
He thought he had gone too far with the joke, so he quickly said to her, "Don't take it seriously, I was just joking with you."
Ning Qiluo thought Jiang Zhaoying was comforting her, so she changed the subject: "Is there anything else?"
"Yes! Of course!" Jiang Zhaoying almost forgot the important matter and quickly asked, "Ning Qiluo, do you know how to play games?"
"No," Ning Qiluo answered quite decisively.
"You don't know how? That's good! How about I teach you how to play the game?" Jiang Zhaoying's tone was quite enthusiastic.
Ning Qiluo refused quite swiftly: "I don't like playing games. Call me again if there's something that can make money! I'm going to sleep now, bye!"
I was about to hang up on him.
Jiang Zhaoying shouted, "Wait a minute, Ning Qiluo, you can make money playing games, I'm not kidding you."
Ning Qiluo's finger, which was about to hang up, suddenly stopped.
She put the phone back to her ear and asked him, "How do you make money?"
Jiang Zhaoying thought to herself: "He's already so rich, yet he's still a money pit!"
However, he wasn't joking; he was serious. But his goal was to get her involved in the game. As for making money through gaming, they should learn the skills first!
I told her, "These days, there are a lot of people who are really good at playing games and become game streamers, which makes a lot of money, or they do things like game boosting, which also makes money. But it's not a lot of money. If you want to make big money, I'll warn you about a potential pitfall first."
Isn't all money, big or small, still money?
Moreover, Jiang Zhaoying mentioned the live stream...
A sudden inspiration struck Ning Qiluo, and the problem that had been troubling her suddenly became clear!
"I understand, I understand," she repeated twice.
Jiang Zhaoying asked, bewildered, "What do you know?"
Ning Qiluo said, "I know how to have the best of both worlds."
Jiang Zhaoying was increasingly confused, not understanding at all: "What are you talking about? We're not on the same wavelength at all. By the way, can I teach you how to play games?"
"OK!"
Ning Qiluo immediately agreed, but then added, "But not now, I have more important things to do."
Jiang Zhaoying looked up at the clock on the wall and muttered, "It's almost ten o'clock. What important things do you still have to do?"
"I'm not talking to you anymore. After I finish my work, you can teach me how to make money playing games."
After saying that, Ning Qiluo hurriedly hung up the phone.
Jiang Zhaoying felt a little unhappy after hearing the busy tone on the phone.
He hasn't even explained his important business yet.
Oh well, that brat has already agreed anyway.
I opened the game, ready to inform that kid from 'Lonely Island'.
Just then, a cough sounded outside his door: "Cough cough!"
Jiang Zhaoying immediately turned off her phone screen, pulled the blanket up to cover herself, and pretended to be asleep.
Yu Hualing was helped to the door. She raised her hand slightly, and the person beside her stepped outside. She stepped in. In her early twenties, she was full of energy, not thin, and even slightly plump. Whether she was smiling or not, her face looked kind.
Without anyone's support, every step he takes is very steady.
After entering, Yu Hualing stood by the bed.
Looking at the ball of flesh curled up on the bed, he put his hand to his lips and coughed.
One was lying down, the other was standing; one was an old woman, the other a young man.
Can you outlast me?
Jiang Zhaoying thought to herself: Whoever touches her is a coward!
I don't know how much time passed before the grandson moved first.
He was mainly sweating profusely from being covered in blankets, and he couldn't stand it anymore, so he pulled off the blankets.
Take a look.
It's still there!
The two stared at each other, wide-eyed.
Yu Hualing bent down, her hand adorned with a jade bracelet, gripped the blanket, and forcefully shoved it over Jiang Zhaoying's head: "Quickly cover him up, don't let his head get cold."
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