Chapter 135 The 0 in the bank card will not increase
Jiang Xiaoer didn't dare to ignore it and pushed Jiang Xiaosi aside to join the team.
Yan Qiu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Our house has become a pigsty."
The old naughty boy Jiang Yunhai joined in the fun.
Two months passed quickly. Jiang Xiaoxiao filmed and played every day, chatted and played with the village chief's grandparents, and invited the village chief and his family to watch her acting.
It's quite lively.
Little Mengya can always make a group of people laugh, and the laughter never stops.
Jiang Xiaowei tried to interrupt, but couldn't get a word in. Jiang Qingmei flattered him by saying that Jiang Xiaowei had participated in acting before and that she should have a part in this extra chapter. However, Yan Qiu mocked her, but she still agreed.
There is indeed a character named Jiang Xiaowei in the script.
Although not much.
I thought of calling them when I thought of it, but I didn't expect them to come on their own initiative, which saved me a lot of trouble.
Yan Qiu is the director and is responsible for the audience.
If we can get the original cast, we naturally hope to get the original cast.
The filming days passed very quickly, and since most of the scenes were completed in one go, it was not stressful at all. Instead, Yan Qiu thought the interaction between the two little guys was so sweet.
Recorded a lot of behind-the-scenes footage!
Put it on from time to time to whet people's appetite.
The filming was finally completed and the shooting was finished. Yan Qiu did not announce it to the world, but said nothing, thinking of giving them a surprise.
I mistakenly thought they were still filming.
It's actually already finished! When they think it's finished, they'll just play it!
Surprise enough!
Jiang Xiaoxiao was reluctant to leave Huaihua Village. She looked at the small environment of Huaihua Village and couldn't come back to her senses for a long time.
This time the village chief and his family went along.
Jiang Qingmei was unwilling to give in, but she couldn't bring herself to ask if she could take them along. After all, they had a conflict before, and besides, the house would be demolished soon.
After the demolition, you can use this reason to seek refuge.
We can't make things too awkward at this time.
Jiang Xiaowei was unhappy, but fortunately Jiang Qingmei had done her homework in advance. When she sent them away, she was not too unrestrained, but tearful and reluctant to let them go.
Jiang Xiaoxiao boarded the plane with a calm expression.
The plane took off, Jiang Qingmei's eyes darkened slightly, and she narrowed her eyes as she looked at the flying plane.
The plane stabilized. Jiang Xiaosi confronted Jiang Xiaoer, "Second brother, why is Jiang Xiaowei so reluctant to leave and even crying? Could it be that she truly regrets her actions?"
"I don't believe it." Jiang Xiaoer crossed his arms and looked out the window. "He must have thought that we would not see Lao Qi again after we left."
He's not stupid.
It can be seen that Jiang Xiaowei's eyes are always on Qi Jinchen, she must like him.
Once they leave, it means they may never see Lao Qi again in this life.
Jiang Xiaosi nodded, not quite understanding. "Didn't you say before that maybe they wanted us to adopt them? Why didn't you mention this when we left?"
"You ask me, how would I know? Why don't you go back and ask?"
Jiang Xiaosi said disdainfully, "No, we won't even refuse if you bring it up."
Jiang Xiaoer raised his eyebrows, "Maybe that's why I didn't tell you."
"It's better not to mention it, so as not to waste energy." He closed his eyes and rested, "I want to sleep, go and have fun."
"Oh..." Jiang Xiaosi pouted and started playing games.
Jiang Xiaoxiao is drawing.
Ever since she learned that paintings could make money, Xiao Mengya has been very diligent and paints a picture almost every day. Some of them are kept, and some are planned to be sold.
There are more than sixty paintings in total.
This not only led to a sharp rise in Jiang Xiaoxiao's painting skills, but also made her left hand extremely skilled. Since the emperor was far away, Yan Qiu first saved up half a month's supply and put it on his private plane.
Have them pack it up and send it over by express, and have someone you trust deliver it personally!
This caused a huge uproar!
Many collectors want to buy paintings.
This was painted by the little genius himself. It may not be available for purchase in the future. After all, little Mengya doesn't paint all the time, and more and more people are contacting Yan Qiu.
Yan Qiu is the director and has a lot of contacts every day.
Although most of them are handled by the executive director.
Now that it concerns Xiao Mengya's decision, people in the company naturally dare not act rashly, and all of them focus on Yan Qiu's news.
Every time I open it, it gets stuck.
Yan Qiu had no choice but to raise the price to over 100,000 yuan per painting! Countless people wanted to buy it!
The price has been soaring, and it has become much less.
Those who bought at low prices laughed and posted pictures of their paintings, especially the first collector who wanted to sell his paintings. He posted thirty paintings at once, making others envious!
Many people rushed over and urged him to act quickly.
He replied directly, "No, no, I want to keep it well and won't sell it to anyone!" No one expected the market value to rise so quickly.
Jiang Xiaoxiao still paints every day.
The money from selling paintings was put into a special account for Xiao Mengya to use when she grows up, but the money for daily use is still from the Jiang family.
Little Mengya became more and more excited as she watched the numbers grow. She would pull Qi Jinchen to count every day. She would get excited every time a zero was added!
I am in high spirits when painting.
Seeing Xiao Mengya painting again, Yan Qiu was distressed, "Xiao Xiao, can you please stop painting? If you paint too much, it will lose its value."
She thought hard and came up with a reason.
Jiang Xiaoxiao stopped painting and asked, "Why?"
"Because there are too many." Yan Qiu said seriously.
She looked at Qi Jinchen, "Brother, are you serious?"
"Yes, that's right. In the past two months, you've painted over 60 paintings. You kept over 20 of them for yourself, and sold over 40 of them. The prices have skyrocketed, simply because the quantity is small and there are so many buyers."
"If you paint every day and produce more than 300 paintings a year, then it will be saturated. Everyone will have it, so it will be worthless, and the zeros in your bank card will not increase." Qi Jinchen explained patiently.
He was also worried about how to tell Xiao Mengya without undermining her self-confidence.
Hearing this, Jiang Xiaoxiao frowned and said quickly, "No, no, you can't lower the price. I still have to support my brother and aunt!"
Then, he looked at his half-finished painting and frowned, "Then I'll finish this, okay? I can't give up halfway."
Yan Qiu and Qi Jinchen breathed a sigh of relief, "Okay, finish your painting."
"Yeah!" Jiang Xiaoxiao continued to paint.
After finishing the painting, he became distressed, looking out the window, holding his chin, and thought, "If I can't paint, I can't make money. What else can I do?"
"I'm so distressed." The little head was full of confusion.
Jiang Xiaoxiao was in distress.
Qi Jinchen smiled dotingly and rubbed his face, "You will have many choices when you grow up. The money you earn now is enough. Look at your brothers, they don't even know how to make money."
The few young Jiangs who were suddenly called out were angry but dared not say anything.
They are indeed not as good as Xiao Mengya.
But they are proud!
Having such a powerful sister, Jiang Xiaoer snorted, "Aren't you the same?"
"I'm different from you." Qi Jinchen glanced sideways.
Jiang Xiaoer was unconvinced, "What's the difference?"
"I am the first." Qi Jinchen said lightly, which was enough to disdain his arrogance and make Jiang Xiaoer very angry. He cursed Yan Qiyuan in his heart and hoped that he would come and crush Lao Qi's prestige!
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