I don't want to live again

Chapter 14 014 Daughter Slave

The evening glow was dim, and a family had dinner around the dining table in the living room.

Yu Ying is very happy. Song Qingcheng is at home, so she likes to cook very much. She always cooks a table of dishes. There are oysters every day, and scallops and sea rainbows from time to time.

Today there are still Pippi Shrimp, and the table is full of dishes. Yu Ying said softly: "Qingcheng, when are you free to help Wang Yuyan make up lessons? Director Wang asked me again."

"Then tomorrow, I'll just go there once in the morning." Song Qingcheng nodded.

He really forgot about this matter. He has been busy these days, and the stock has already had four daily limits.

Now the funds in his account have reached 55, but he is still not in a hurry, there is still a chance.

Recently, he is still studying for a driver's license. Although he is an old driver, he still has to do some things. He has passed the theoretical test and practiced in reverse twice. He thinks he is almost ready and will take the test next week.

This year's driver's license test is not so strict, and the time is not fixed, so it is not a problem for an old driver like Song Qingcheng.

"You go and have a look. If Wang Heizi's daughter likes to learn, you can teach it well. If she doesn't like to learn, it's fine. Wang Heizi has a bad temper. If his daughter has the same temper as him, she will definitely not read. Hello."

Song Jianguo said seriously, and Song Qingcheng smiled: "Dad, don't worry, I know it."

With his experience, how could he be teased by a 17-year-old girl?

At this moment, he was a little curious. Song Jianguo and this Wang Heizi were obviously very familiar. Wang Heizi's daughter was called Wang Yuyan, which was really interesting.

After dinner, Song Qingcheng delivered the courier to Song Jianguo and asked him to send it to Taiwan.

Song Jianguo looked at it and looked puzzled: "Qingcheng, express delivery to Taiwan? What is this?"

"Dad, I wrote a novel, and the other party took a fancy to it. This is a publishing contract." Song Qingcheng said lightly.

Song Jianguo's eyes suddenly widened: "Publish novels? Qingcheng, so you are a writer now?"

"Not at all. I'm not here to be famous, but to make some money. I can pay the tuition by myself in the future, so you don't have to work so hard." Song Qingcheng shook his head.

Song Jianguo said cheerfully: "Why not? Anyone who can publish novels is a writer, Qingcheng, you are so smart, not only do you study well, but you can also be a writer!
You don't know, these days, after your interview was broadcast, many people called me and congratulated me, thinking that I gave birth to a good son, what a face! "

Seeing Song Jianguo's happy look, Song Qingcheng didn't say anything else. Originally, he wanted to explain, but it would make him happy, so let him think.

In a sense, he is indeed a writer, and there is nothing wrong with that.

After chatting for a while, Song Qingcheng went back to his room and continued to write novels. He has already written four episodes, and the speed is extremely fast.

This book can be written for almost fifty episodes, but Song Qingcheng plans to expand it to ninety episodes. At his speed, it will take nine months to write ten episodes a month.

He believes that the price of this book can definitely be increased. If the price is increased for the full text, if it is 360 episodes, it will be [-] million.

This money can do many things, just as he wants to start a game company, he can do it with this money.

When he went to bed, he thought of Wang Yuyan again, hoping that it would not be a trouble.

Wang Yuyan's family lives in the family building of the power supply bureau. It is not far from Song Qingcheng's house. It takes seven or eight minutes to ride a bicycle. The house is not small, with three bedrooms and one living room.

When Song Qingcheng entered the door, he was welcomed in by a strong man. This was Wang Yuyan's father, Wang Qianjin.

Wang Jinjin is not short in stature, bald, tall and thick, about 40 years old, and the most important thing is that he is not dark, and his teeth look very white when he smiles.

"Qingcheng is here, sit down casually, I'll call Xiao Yanyan out... By the way, you are the number one scholar in Tenghai science this time, I'll give you a gift, you take it."

Wang Jinjin reached out and patted his thigh a few times, feeling more and more sturdy, and handed over a bag.

Song Qingcheng took the bag he handed over, and was thinking of refusing, Wang Qian patted his arm: "Don't think about not wanting it, that's just not giving me face, if you don't give me face, I'll talk to your father !"

There is indeed a quack air about this person, Song Jianguo is right, he is a big boss, so Song Qingcheng can only accept it honestly.

Only then did Wang Jinjin laugh, and got up to call Wang Yuyan. Song Qingcheng had no expectations at all. Wang Jinjin grew up like this, and his daughter was not much better.

There was a sound of footsteps, and then a girl's voice came: "How much did you spend to invite Tenghai Science Champion? If you have this money, you might as well spend it on me."

"Is this something that can be hired if you have money? His mother and I are colleagues, and he is just helping out. Honey, you must have a better attitude. Don't waste this opportunity. At least you have to take three exams, right?"

Wang Jinjin's voice was very gentle, but Song Qingcheng felt a sense of discomfort. Such a big and three rough person turned out to be a standard daughter slave.

What made him even more uncomfortable was that he was sitting on the sofa in the living room, but he heard Wang Jinjin say these words. Although he deliberately lowered his voice, his voice was still not low.

The two came out, Song Qingcheng got up, his eyes fell on the girl, and he was startled.

The skin is white, but the height is not high, 1.6 meters two, round face, short hair, but the body is well developed, the waist is slender, far surpassing the peers, even compared with the adults, it belongs to the top group of people.

She glanced at Song Qingcheng and said, "Song Qingcheng, I recognize you. Your photo has been on the bulletin board of our Linshan No. [-] Middle School for three years, and every time you are number one in your grade."

"I heard that you are in Class [-], can you let me see your final exam paper?" Song Qingcheng asked, getting straight to the point.

He didn't know her study situation at all, so he had to have an understanding. If it wasn't for Yu Ying's face, he really didn't care about these things.

Wang Yuyan shook her head: "It's inconvenient! Aren't you the number one student in science in Tenghai? That must be very good. If you can make up one class and improve my grades, then I will convince you."

"Uncle Wang, why don't you go and get busy, I'm a little stressed when you're here." Song Qingcheng turned to look at Wang Jinjin.

In front of him, it was really inconvenient for him to say some things, especially since Wang Jinjin was still a slave to his daughter, if he could say it too much, Wang Jinjin probably wouldn't be able to bear it.

Wang Jinjin said cheerfully, "Qingcheng, I want to chat with you in private."

Song Qingcheng followed him into the guest room on one side, and he said softly: "Xiao Yanyan has a straight temper, which is like me, so you should be more patient.

Speaking of which, I have cherished her since I was a child, and she has never suffered, so she may not be satisfied with her studies. If you help her, I will be very grateful. "

While talking, he took out a wad of money from his pocket and stuffed it into Song Qingcheng's hand.

Song Qingcheng glanced down, put the money back directly, and said with a straight face: "Uncle Wang, if you give the money, then I will leave. If you want to talk to my dad, then go, and I will go too." not give a damn about!"

"Don't, I was wrong! Qingcheng, I won't give it to you, but I will remember this kindness. If you have something to do in the future, if you come to me, I will definitely handle it for you!" Wang Jinjin grabbed him and smiled. happy.

For his daughter, he was really gentle.

　There were only three old friends who voted. If everyone thinks it’s okay, just lose a few votes. If you don’t have votes, just help to follow up.

　　As for the Xiangjiang giants, some readers commented that it’s a pity. It’s not that I don’t want to write. The book is still in its growth stage. There is no income, nearly 60 words, it is a pity, and I feel very sad.

　　Really, this book is actually not bad. You can read it. I think it’s good for women. Please vote and read it. Even adding a bookshelf is good, and I always support it.

　　thank you all!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)