School flower's personal ghost king

"I'm much younger than you, so please change your word when you speak!" Liu Yi said lightly. He didn't like the middle-aged female boss's attitude towards Xiao Yu, so he didn't hold back when she spoke. "I'm definitely going to buy [-] of them. If you don't want to sell them for [-] cents, I'll go to another place!"

"Oh, my handsome boss, don't leave in a hurry, let's discuss it later!" Seeing Liu Yi holding Mo Xiaoyu in his arms and turning to leave, the middle-aged female boss was in a hurry. The ex-factory price of this fan was thirty-five cents. Even if the fifty cents are sold, she can still make a fortune. The key is that this kid wants a lot, ten thousand, which she couldn't do in a week before.

Mo Xiaoyu was still in astonishment, and wanted to persuade him to buy less, but seeing his calm expression, she had no choice but to grit her teeth. It was really a loss, and she would lose money with him.

Moreover, seeing Ayi turning the female boss around in a hurry, she couldn't help but feel very relieved. These days, if you are rich, you are an uncle. The female boss's attitude towards Ayi is completely different from her attitude. A snob should be ruthless.

"It's four cents to discuss it any more. Do you still want to discuss it?" Just when the female boss was about to keep talking, Liu Yi said bluntly.

"Okay, for the sake of your asking for more, I will make this business at a loss!" The female boss blushed, obviously annoyed by Liu Yi, but for the sake of money, she still smiled all over her face.

"Thank you, Auntie!" Mo Xiaoyu smiled happily. For fifty cents, even if you sell it for one yuan, you can make a lot of money. It should be easy to sell for one yuan?

"The price is cheap, so I won't send a car to deliver it. You have to get it back yourself!" The middle-aged female boss is an old Jianghu. There are two big bundles, let's see how these two little brats get it back, and call a car to deliver it, anyway, it's not my mother's money.

"Ah, Ayi, wait here for a while, I'll go find a car!" Seeing that the boss asked the clerk to come out with two bundles of goods that looked like hills, and four people were carrying them, Mo Xiaoyu was not surprised, turned around and wanted to Go find the car.

"No need!" Liu Yi smiled lightly, took a bundle of goods in one hand, and walked out of the wholesale market lightly.

Seeing this, not only Mo Xiaoyu, but even the fat boss opened his mouth wide. He didn't even notice that the cigarette in his mouth had dropped. As a porter, the four small workers in his shop can be resigned, which can save a lot of money!

"Aren't you tired? Why don't we call a car!" After a while, the two arrived at Xiao Yu's community. Ah Yi also carried ten thousand fans.

"It's okay!" Liu Yi smiled, not even a trace of sweat on his face, let alone 1 fans, even [-] yuan of bricks, he can easily settle it.

"I'm exhausted, you should take a rest and leave the rest to me!" After going upstairs, Mo Xiaoyu hurriedly found a soft towel and wiped Liu Yi's forehead. Luckily, his parents were not at home. Otherwise, seeing this situation, they would probably faint from fright.

"I'll help you draw together!" Liu Yi took the towel and saw that Xiao Yu was already working on the ink cartridges. "has been hung in the palace of the royal family by the father, known as a great spectacle of the palace.

"Okay, don't make trouble. Do you still remember the picture of a tiger you drew for me when you were a child? It's not a tiger, it doesn't even look like a cat!" Mo Xiaoyu was moved, but still drove him away. Yes, he didn't go to the painting class a few times when he was in elementary school, and she helped to complete the homework.

"Oh, that's good!" Liu Yi smiled wryly, don't I look like a tiger?Indeed, his paintings of tigers are not as charming as his paintings of wolves. The hatred of generations has allowed him to draw their grinning faces with his eyes closed.

"Don't worry, I'm going to sleep less these days, I guess I'll be able to sell the first batch of fans in a few days!" The little girl hummed a little song, obviously very happy, a little, she turned her head, "Ayi , you said, what if you can’t sell it? Then your 5000 yuan... By the way, where did your 5000 yuan come from?"

"Your doraemon is so well drawn, someone will definitely buy it! Call me when you finish the drawing, and I'll go to set up a stall with you!" Liu Yi stood up, since the little girl wouldn't let him help, he had no choice but to go back and recover his strength , As for where the money came from, I'd better wait until I find a suitable opportunity to tell her, so as not to scare her.

"Hmph, pretend to be mysterious!" Seeing that Liu Yi didn't return to this question, Mo Xiaoyu raised her nose and smiled wickedly when he went out, "I won't tell you when the painting is finished. I'll tell you when I sell it." you!"

She has already made up her mind to rush to work tonight and sell the first batch of goods tomorrow morning. Eighty percent of the money earned will be given to Ayi, and she will only keep [-]%. After all, he took the capital.

Without taking a few bites of lunch, Mo Xiaoyu locked herself in the room, doing the first business in her life with all her heart, crafting meticulously, and drawing all kinds of pictures she likes on the white paper fan.

Doraemon with squinting eyes and cute smile, hello ktty with bared teeth and tilted head, shy monkey with flushed cheeks, gray wolf with pitiful face...

Until dusk fell and the full moon hung high, the little girl finally completed ten works. With red eyes and yawning, she finally couldn't take it anymore, and fell asleep on the pink pillow.

This can't help but make Liu Yi, who has been hiding outside, a little distressed. He opened the curtain and jumped away. Looking at her pink face full of exhaustion under the moonlight, he couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart, and he couldn't help being happy. It turned out that she not only grew up She is ninety percent similar to Mona, and even her personality is similar.

No matter what life bestows, she can face and pursue optimistically, even if her face is haggard and her eyes are wet, she never complains.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help picking up the paintbrush, and began to draw on the fan. He couldn't draw these cute things, but he could draw some things very realistically even if he fell asleep.

The pen is like a snake, understatement, and within a short while, a wolf's head appeared on the fan, with snow-white fangs gleaming coldly, and blood-red eyes revealing a fierce look.

"Alan Ord, long time no see!" Picking up the fan and looking at it for a while, Liu Yi grinned. What he drew was one of his former rivals, the third prince of the Werewolf Kingdom, a prince whose reputation was second only to him after 400 years. A powerful existence, he has fought hundreds of bloody battles with him. Fortunately, he is a member of the blood-sucking royal family and has the purest soul power, so he can kick this ferocious guy back to the werewolf kingdom every time.

There was another rustle of brushes, and Liu Yi quickly looked at another face. It was a handsome man's face, with fluttering hair, white skin like snow, red eyes, and a cold face that made him look so handsome. Mysterious and scary.

Seeing him, Liu Yi's eyes couldn't help turning red, he gritted his teeth in his heart, Gang Luoyun, you never thought that fate would be arranged like this, you'd better pray to the Almighty Moonlight God that I won't be the first to find you , otherwise you will never be able to step into the Black Moon City.

In the early morning of the next day, the warm sunlight blew into Mo Xiaoyu's room accompanied by the summer wind, and hit her pretty face, making her shiver uncontrollably, and then opened her eyes.

She painted for seven or eight hours in a row yesterday, but now she just felt that her right hand was sore and numb. She shook her right arm and rubbed her sleepy eyes. It's for sale!

But when she opened her eyes and looked around, she was stunned. Fans were spread all over the room, all of which were painted with exquisite patterns, such as handsome vampires that suffocate, or werewolves with ferocious faces, Or the beautiful mountains and rivers under the moonlight.

Each picture is as if made by a computer, so lifelike and dazzling, even a person like her who likes cuteness can't help but be deeply attracted.

What surprised her the most was the fan placed in front of her bed, on which was a beautiful woman with slender eyebrows and big eyes, gentle eyes, a pink and white face, a tall jade nose, and teary lips Bend, with a smile.

A waterfall of black hair poured down, sprinkled on the white skirt collar, half covering the whiteness of the chest.

"This...isn't this..." Mo Xiaoyu picked up the fan excitedly, her eyes widened, the person in the painting was so similar to her, but she felt that compared with the person in the painting, she lacked some intoxicating charm, that's all. A little, she couldn't help pinching her little face, "Stop talking, let me sleep for a while, this must be a dream, Doraemon, hurry up and use your magic, don't let me wake up again Come here, please!"