In order to get her daughter to agree to her request, Sun Lifang tried every means to please her daughter.
"Just tell Mom what you want." With a wave of her hand, Sun Lifang promised her daughter, "Whatever you want, Mom will buy it for you."
Were the previous tasks done for nothing?
Counting the money in her hand, she realized it was neither too rich nor too poor, but Sun Lifang felt she could provide a good life for her family, and began to bargain with her daughter—
"Do you want a doll?"
Where's the skirt?
"How about we buy some good food?"
After asking around and finding that everything from food and clothing to shelter and transportation had been taken care of, Zhou Xinya didn't want anything else.
The little girl's stance was firm: "I will not play with them. I cannot betray Perrin."
Xin Ya knew how much Pei Lin hated her older and younger brothers.
As her best friend, Zhou Xinya wouldn't allow Peiwen and Peiwu to join her team and hurt Peilin's feelings.
In some ways, the little girl is quite stubborn.
In this way, what seemed like a simple task became anything but simple.
Zhou Xinya refused to cooperate, saying, "I can find four people to play doubles, and Beibei can be the substitute."
The implication is that there is absolutely no need for both literary and martial skills.
However, Peilin misunderstood Sun Lifang's meaning. The next day, when she went downstairs to get something, she asked Sun Lifang, "Auntie, are you not welcoming me?"
Without getting to the point, the little girl asked her directly, "Auntie, you can tell me what you want, but I still want to play with Zhou Xinya."
What do you want?
Sun Lifang choked as she looked into Peilin's deep green eyes.
Despite his young age, he exuded a commanding presence, staring intently into her eyes as he said, "Auntie, I have some money on me—"
No further words were spoken.
Perrin likes to look people in the eye when she speaks; her gaze is cold and beautiful, like a snake.
He smiled, watched her take two steps back, and then turned and went upstairs.
Perrin is protecting the people who are important to her in her own way. She won't allow anyone to ruin her hard-won friendship, nor will she allow herself to be heartbroken a second time.
From the moment she abandoned her mother, she had no intention of picking her up again or giving her the opportunity to hurt herself.
The next day, Sun Lifang received a black square velvet box.
Inside is a ring with a violet gemstone.
Perrin told her, "This is what I took from my grandfather's warehouse. It's my personal property, and I can give it to you."
As if making some kind of deal, Peilin told her, "I don't want Xinya to play with Peiwen and Peiwu, so I hope you won't make that kind of suggestion."
Which suggestion?
Did she find out?
Besides the square box she gave to Sun Lifang, Peilin also had another box in her hand.
Without offering any further explanation, he took the box and went upstairs.
Good heavens, looking at that box, Sun Lifang suddenly had a bad feeling.
Sure enough, when they went downstairs, Zhou Xinya ran over to show her—
"Mommy, Mommy, I received the ring."
It's a very simple silver ring with some incomprehensible writing on it, and it doesn't look very expensive.
Receiving expensive gifts is inappropriate; Sun Lifang had the judgment to do so. She told Peilin to take the violet ring back, asking, "Do your parents know?"
Even if a child is capable, they shouldn't take out valuables from home.
Perrin said calmly, "My father said I can do whatever I want with these things; this is the most basic financial literacy lesson."
Huh? Sun Lifang was a little suspicious, but Peilin didn't seem to be lying.
But things that can't be accepted still can't be accepted, so Sun Lifang insisted on returning the items to her, saying, "You don't need to give Auntie anything, just have fun."
Perrin still seemed uneasy, and looked at her again with those indifferent green eyes.
After a long pause, she said, "Auntie, would you like this gift that I bought with my own money?"
Earn money yourself?
It sounded a bit far-fetched, and Sun Lifang didn't believe it.
The young girl was still waiting for her reply, so Sun Lifang could only say, "Then you show me how much you can earn."
What kind of money can a six or seven-year-old child earn?
At most, they would take out the high-end snacks from home for a charity sale, pushing a cart to sell them at a loss, just to make a little money.
In this day and age, even adults can't earn much money. How much money can she earn if she starts from scratch and doesn't rely on her parents?
That's nothing short of a fool's dream.
Perrin simply told her, "Don't worry, I'll show you how to make money."
A sliver of doubt lingered in my mind, but then I thought of Perrin's future achievements—
This put Sun Lifang in a dilemma.
Is there a talent for making money?
Do children as young as six or seven really exist in this world who can earn money?
Yes, that's true; models and actors are fine.
But look at Perrin's aloof, snake-like face, with her upturned eyes—she looks like a cool, unapproachable woman.
They probably wouldn't stoop to being models or actresses.
As she was leaving, Perrin told her, "You can come with us, and I'll teach you how to make money."
By understanding human psychology, payments can be received within half a month.
Soon, Sun Lifang found out what Peilin was going to do.
She hired three college students, gave them a training session, and had them sign employment contracts. A thick stack of these contracts was placed next to her, and she had a lawyer stamp them.
That's it. The three college students spent half a day looking at the labor contract.
It made my head spin.
They initially thought it was just some random kid messing around, but they never imagined there was such a professional team behind it.
Upon closer inspection of the company listed under its name, he immediately abandoned his dismissive attitude.
Perrin's instructions were simple: "Take photos outside the delivery room at a private hospital."
They have a firm grasp on human nature.
After receiving payment from three college students, one of them said timidly, "I don't know how to take pictures."
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