Recalling the scene where Qiao Qiao woke up from her sleep that night, there was a trace of obvious pity in Shang Lu's eyes. "Shang Lu."

Shang Zhongbo saw the pity in his eyes and asked him, "Do you think Qiaoqiao is very pitiful?"

"Um."

Shang Lu did not deny it. Shang Zhongbo asked again, "But on weekdays, you look at Qiao Qiao Qiao very optimistic and strong, and you can't see any sadness and negative shadows at all, right?"

Shang Lu also agreed with this, "really."

Shang Zhongbo continued, "You don't want to pity her more for such a pitiful and beautiful woman?"

"I will do what a husband deserves."

Shang Lu has a clear attitude. "In addition to responsibilities, have you ever thought about having a relationship with Qiao Qiao after getting along these days?"

Shang Zhongbo asked tentatively. Shang Lu thought without thinking, "A wise man will not fall in love."

This answer was long as Shang Zhongbo expected. But he smiled happily. Because Shang Lu's attitude towards Qiao Qiao had changed a lot. From the beginning, he only got a marriage certificate and divorced a year later, it became that he would do his duty as a husband. This shows that Shang Lu is no longer in conflict with this marriage and no longer mentions the word divorce. Not bad, not bad! After get off work, Qiao Qiao did not go home directly. She rode an electric bike and went to Dongshan neighboring land. Many owners were outside holding banners and asked the developer to return their house. The news of this unfinished property in Dongshan neighboring land has become a hot search in Pengcheng these days. Even so, the relevant departments still cannot give home buyers an explanation. Because money is the development

Shang swept away, at most they were not supervised properly, but they had no responsibility to give compensation. After several days of precipitation, Qiao Qiao seemed to have figured it out. The house was gone, the loan was still to be paid, and life still had to continue. She could not be decadent anymore. Instead of being decadent, it would be better to make money. What if she could still earn the down payment for another house? However, the down payment for a house in Pengcheng would be close to two million. This is easy, but it is really difficult to earn. Qiao Qiao just kept in her heart and comforted herself. But with this motivation to fight, she changed her face and went home. Shang Zhongbo had already prepared dinner. When he saw her coming back with a refreshed spirit, he was still a little surprised, "Qiao Qiao, why are you so happy?"

Isn't it because of the unfinished house? Why did the whole state change today? I became so energetic? "It's nothing."

Qiao Qiao washed her hands and helped Shang Zhongbo bring the dishes to the table. "On the way back, I thought of a way to make money on part-time jobs. I thought I could do it, so I was very motivated."

Shang Zhongbo put on his bowls and chopsticks, "What kind of way to make money part-time?"

Qiao Qiao smiled and said, "Set up a street stall."

"Set up a street stall?"

Shanglu brought the last basin of soup to the table, and obviously looked down on the street stall business. "What's wrong with street stall?"

Qiao Qiao said, sitting down with Shang Zhongbo. Shang Lu also sat down, "After all, are you a small boss of a small company. Can you put down your figure and set up a street stall?"

Qiao Qiao: "Don't look down on those who set up street stalls. They can earn hundreds of dollars a night, and they can earn tens or 20,000 a month if they persist every day. It is not easy to do small businesses nowadays. Although our company has about twenty people, except for all expenses, they can only earn up to 30,000 or 40,000 a month, and sometimes they haven't."

She thought about generating income and saving money, and then she told Shang Lu about her thoughts. "Shang Lu, you know what the house I bought was unfinished, right?"

Shang Lu nodded, "Dad told me."

As he said that, he took out a stack of cash and handed it to Qiao Qiao, "The house is unfinished, and you still have to pay the monthly payment to the bank, which is not easy."

"Where did you get the money?"

Qiao Qiao looked at the cash and was very surprised, "Didn't you just found a job?"

Shanglu: "I paid a monthly salary of 15,000 to the company."

She heard him say that his new job is for IT. Pengcheng's IT elites can get 20,000 to 30,000 or more, and it is normal for him to get 15,000 to 10,000. Shang Lu also said, "Don't set up a street stall anymore. I will share some of the monthly payments for the house in the future."

He would invest tens of billions of dollars to acquire an unfinished property and then continue to build and complete the construction, so that Qiao Qiao could successfully take over the house. He disagreed. But he was willing to ask him to give out 10,000 or 20,000 yuan to relieve her pressure. After all, it is easier to ask him to give out 10,000 or 20,000 yuan a month than to pull out a hair. Qiao Qiao did not intend to charge him. "I told you that the house was unfinished, and you didn't want you to help me pay for the monthly payment. I want to tell you that we should work hard, earn more, and earn another set of down payment again. Do you think it's feasible?"

Shang Lu frowned. Qiao Qiao continued to talk about her plan: "Look, you can earn 15,000 yuan during the probation period. You should be able to reach 18,000 to 20,000 yuan after the probation period."

"Our company can get the minimum monthly allowance."

"If we use our off-get off work time to set up a street stall, we will earn another 10,000 or 20,000 yuan a month. Then we will save up again in three or four years, and the down payment of a house will be paid."

"Of course, I'm just talking about my thoughts. If you don't agree, I won't force you."

"The most important thing about living two people is to have a consistent opinion."

She said so much, Shang Lu only heard her idea of ​​setting up a street stall together. He didn't hear the plan of saving money to buy a house at all. He set up a street stall with her? Set up a street stall??? He asked him to be the head of a large 12-figure consortium to set up a street stall in the noisy and noisy night market stall? At this time, Shang Lu's eyebrows were frowning. He never expected that in this world, there would be someone asking him to do such a meaningless and delay his precious time. Do you know how much money he can earn every second? I'm afraid he would scare her to death. Just as he was about to refuse firmly, Shang Zhongbo happily agreed, "Yes, of course. I can also cook, deliver food for you, and get started."

"dad."

Shang Lu frowned and glared at Shang Zhongbo. Shang Zhongbo leaned into his ear and whispered, "If you promise Qiao Qiao, I will move out. Otherwise, I will live here and not leave."

Thinking of the old man moving out, he didn't have to squeeze in the same room with Qiao Qiao. He thought about it and looked at Qiao Qiao, "When I have time, I can set up a street stall with you. But it's impossible to accompany you every day, but have you decided what to sell?"

"I've thought about it."

Next, Qiao Qiao kept analyzing. She actually made a good analysis from the market audience, competitor analysis, profit and loss, supply channels and other aspects. Shang Lu found that the wife he married was very smart in doing business. That is, she did not finish college smoothly and had no better platform, otherwise she would be a very amazing strong woman. He nodded and agreed. "Do you agree?"

Qiao Qiao looked at him expectantly. He nodded again. "Then do it."

Qiao Qiao was very happy and suddenly became full of energy. She took out a bottle of white wine, opened the lid, and gave Shang Lu and her son, and each of them a cup of complacent. "To celebrate that our family has found another way to make money, let's have a cup of tea?"

Shang Lu looked at the bottle of liquor, "Erguotou?"

What kind of wine is Erguotou? He asked in disgust, "Is it delicious?"

"Don't dislike it."

Qiao Qiao said, picking up the wine glass to clink with them. "The good Erguotou I bought is 55 yuan per bottle. It's not the cheap one that costs a few yuan per bottle, it's delicious."

Isn’t it the same thing for 55 yuan per bottle and a few yuan per bottle? In Shang Lu’s eyes, only the wine he treasured in the wine cellar is good wine. The bottle that Qiao Qiao poured her was a low-quality wine mixed with cheap alcohol. If you drink it, you might get poisoned. He wouldn’t even drink it even if you beat him to death. Qiao Qiao forced the wine glass into his hand and "Celebrate."

“Such a happy atmosphere.”

Shang Zhongbo glared at him, "Don't pour cold water on everyone, pick it up and toast."

Shang Lu thought about not drinking this low-end and inferior wine. But his subordinates unknowingly held the wine glass and clinked the glass with Qiao Qiao and Shang Zhongbo. Qiao Qiao's alcohol was still good. But she drank her face and it was not easy to subside. After a meal, her face was still red. After taking a shower, Shang Lu asked her, "Do you still need to apply medicine for the injury behind you?"

Qiao Qiao took out the medicine box and sat in front of him, "I just want to trouble you and wipe it for me."

Shang Lu calmly helped her finish the medicine. Every time he helped her to apply medicine these days, he didn't dare to look directly at her body. Even if he looked at her, it was a gentleman who was restrained. He was afraid that he couldn't control it, so after applying the medicine, he quickly went to get the computer and said he was busy. Because Qiao Qiao's body was so beautiful, especially the butterfly bone behind her. A man would have that kind of thought about her. But Shang Lu knew that his thoughts were entirely because she was a female.
Chapter completed!