The wealthy stepmother became popular after her baby failed

Old Wang still wanted to have the cheek to smell the fragrance of the beautiful woman again, but was pulled out by a man of his age in the crowd.

"Okay, okay, don't be ashamed anymore, look at the words you wrote, it's like bugs crawling over, walk around."

Only then did Lao Wang laugh and take money out of his shirt pocket.

He took out a few bills, and was about to find another 10 yuan. The man who teased him pulled out a 50 yuan one and put it on the table. Take 10 yuan?"

"Hey, hey, what are you smoking? The girl said it's 10 yuan." Old Wang turned around, intending to take back his 50 yuan, but the man pushed him out of the crowd.

【Hahahaha, this Shu San view is quite upright, I like it】

[Fortunately, I gave 50 yuan. If it was really only 10 yuan, I feel that I will suffer from depression. This sister Rongrong is too kind, and she refuses people without understanding at all.]

【Yes, if you don’t know how to refuse, you can only be bullied】

The next few groups are quite normal, because they are children, Fu Rongrong taught them patiently, so that each child can experience writing their own names.

Several parents were also quite satisfied, and asked about the issues that need to be paid attention to when enrolling their children in calligraphy training classes, such as what test levels will be in calligraphy, what kind of pens and paper children need to buy for beginners, and what frequency suggestions are there for practicing, etc. Rongrong gave detailed answers.

After more than an hour like this, Fu Rongrong also earned 100 yuan.

But what gave her a headache was that there were more and more parents queuing up for the experience, and the line was several meters long.

How to do?
She is not the kind of person who doesn't care about other people's self-collection, but on the other hand, she is really afraid that other guests will surpass her!

After thinking about it for a while, she decided to let Beibei do it!
On weekdays, she never let Beibei go shopping alone, but she believed that Beibei would be able to do it.

What's more, the supermarket is not far from them.

"Honey, do you know the police station? The place we passed just now is 100 yuan. Go to that supermarket and buy the Midea hair dryer we need, okay?"

Beibei bit her lip and said nothing.

Fu Rongrong sighed silently, and said to everyone with a little apology: "Everyone, I need to leave for 5 minutes now, can you please wait for me?"

"Girl, what are you going to do? Do you have to do it yourself? We can help you if you don't need it."

Fu Rongrong told everyone about the need to buy a hair dryer.

A teenage boy who followed his mother in line immediately said he was a fast runner and he could do it for him.

Fu Rongrong also gave the money to the boy with confidence, and said that she would send the hair dryer to the village committee later.

Ten minutes later, the boy came back out of breath and gestured OK.

She asked the boy: "Did you see any other small appliances or toys at the village committee?"

The boy shook his head and said no.

Fu Rongrong let out a long sigh, thinking that she must be No.1, so she happily continued teaching.

However, it is now free.

【What is Fu Rongrong doing? The task has been completed, so you don't plan to withdraw? 】

[Yes, yes, is this going to teach all these people in line?There is no need, and there is no shortage of money]

[My elder sister Rongrong is kind-hearted and helpful. Unlike Yue Yueman, repairing a computer even ruined the booth. Do you know that someone finally carried the washing machine, but she refused]

[I don't think there's anything wrong with refusing, it's just a show, so there's no need to care so much, right?]

*
About 200 meters away from Fu Rongrong, Lin Jiamei and Zhang Youchen sang happily, attracting many people.

Lin Jiamei was originally a singer. Normally, people only watched her on TV. Of course, people flocked to her live concert today.

But because the village committee did not have modern singing equipment, the village head finally borrowed a set from the amateur song and dance troupe in the next village.

The song and dance troupe was run by children from a few wealthy families. They like to hold parties on the stage during the holidays.

Doing these things, as well as the subsequent connection lines, etc. have delayed a lot of time.

But Lin Jiamei said that sharpening a knife is not the same as chopping firewood. She likes the sense of stage and also values ​​the sense of ceremony.

For her, without equipment, she might not be able to perform well.

In order to attract more people, she placed the device not far from the stage.

There is a fork in the road that leads to other villages.

The strategy she implemented was to spend money on ordering songs.

No matter how many people order, as long as a song costs more than 50 yuan, she will sing.

At this moment, she is singing Eason Chan's "Today Next Year" ordered by a few little sisters.

"Next year today

I haven't seen you for a year

who is willing to change

60 years away from you
I wish I could recognize your children
Parting can also hear you say goodbye"

After a song was sung, everyone was immersed in the shock, and even forgot to applaud.

【It's so nice, oh my god, it's the first time I've heard someone can sing Eason Chan so nicely】

【Her timbre is really unique, I like it so much, I really want to know if there is another concert of hers this year, I want to go to listen to it live】

"Thank you everyone." Lin Jiamei said.

Only then did everyone react and began to whistle and applaud.

"Then everyone can order another song, just one."

Everyone talked about various songs, and the last man directly swiped 50 yuan and ordered Hebe Tien's "Angel Among the Devils".

"Would it be easier to sleep if the nerves that are too thin are cut off?
My heart has a gray prison
Shouting with a ticket of black thoughts
Will it be clearer to take out the too hard temper
You can knock me down hard"

There was a burst of screaming from the crowd, and the surrounding circle became smaller and smaller. If it weren't for the help of a few kind-hearted college students to stop her, Lin Jiamei would have been squeezed into meatloaf.
[Wow, open your mouth and kneel]

[My God, this is too nice, why do I feel that Lin Jiamei sings better than Hebe Tien and Han Hong]

[Such a nice live concert only costs 50 yuan, I really want to spread it to this village in a second, order ten songs and eight songs]

[It's late, it's late, didn't you hear that sister Jiamei said, is this the last song?]

[Oh, yes, what about her, painting tools or something, it seems that it only costs 99 yuan]

"Thank you for your support. That's the end of our concert today. Goodbye everyone!" Lin Jiamei smiled and nodded, ready to accept the microphone.

"One more song, one more song."

"Yes, I will offer 100 yuan."

"I pay 200."

In the crowd, everyone shouted like an auction.

"I'm really sorry, time is limited, and I will definitely sing a few more songs for everyone next time I have a chance." Lin Jiamei politely refused, and pointed to a distance not far away, "We are over there together, and it is very likely that we can sing, Everyone can go and see."