The King of Soft Rice in Chinese Entertainment

Chapter 135 We must find that person first
"Here, this is it. Consider it my treat." Liu Xixi said carelessly as she placed a bowl of Haagen-Dazs in front of Yang Mi, brushing the hair behind her ears in a conceited manner.

"Okay, I'll treat you next time." Yang Mi didn't bother to be polite with her. She picked up the spoon and started working.

“The strawberry flavor is good.”

“I like mango flavor.”

"Would you like another chocolate ball?"

"Forget it. Eating too much will make your stomach upset and that won't be good."

The two little girls feasted at the Haagen-Dazs store in the China World Trade Center.

"How long are we going to stay here?" Yang Mi asked again when she saw that the ice cream was almost finished.

"Didn't you simulate it?" Liu Qianqian asked back.

"Do I look like someone who doesn't keep their promises?" Yang Mi tapped the bowl with her spoon in dissatisfaction. "Since you said it would affect you, I certainly won't simulate while you're doing it."

Liu Qianqian looked at her suspiciously for a moment. "Okay, in that case, I apologize. Just sit here until four o'clock, and then take a taxi back. Once you get home, you don't have to worry about anything."

She paused here, then continued, "Of course, if you're really worried, I can ask my mom to pick me up and take you home at the same time."

"No thanks." Yang Mi refused without thinking, and did not hide the "damn rich man" expression on her face at all.

"No, I have to find other ways to make money," she said sullenly. "When was the Double Color Ball lottery launched?"

"The Double Color Ball lottery didn't appear until 03," Liu Xixi recalled, then revealed a skeptical look. "I've always felt it wasn't reliable. Think about it, we've been scratching tickets on the street for a while now, and the highest we won was 3000 yuan today. I doubt we'd ever win a jackpot of hundreds of thousands, let alone tens of thousands!"

After a pause, she suddenly thought of something and continued, "Also, if we scratch lottery tickets, we can cash in the prizes on the spot. But if we bet on the Double Color Ball, where would we even have an account? In the end, it's still our mother who's going to get the prize!"

"This is such a headache," Yang Mi couldn't help scratching her head. "If I don't seize the opportunities in the next few years, it will become increasingly difficult to make money later on. But then there's the age issue. It's basically a dead end."

"In short, all my hopes are on you," Liu Qianqian patted her shoulder. "After next September, you can apply for an ID card. With an ID card, you can do a lot of things."

Yang Mi rolled her eyes at her with some disdain: "Have you become stupid after staying in Hong Kong? I can apply for an ID card right now, but I can't open a bank account."

"That's why I said I hope you're the one," Liu Qianqian said without getting angry. "Don't worry, when we have our own money, I'll help you kill those Hong Kong people!"

Yang Mi snorted: "You want to kill them, right?"

"We have a common enemy, so we can unite!" Liu Qianqian argued.

Yang Mi rolled her eyes covertly, seemingly annoyed by her clamor, but curiously asked, "Speaking of which, how did you convince your mother to become a Hong Kong citizen instead of becoming an American like some of the simulated futures?"

"Well, it's just constant lobbying," Liu Qianqian's eyes became shifty. "It's not like you don't have a system."

"But I just can't convince my mom to give me more pocket money," Yang Mi said sullenly. "Now I have to find a way to sign with Rong Xinda. It will cost a lot of money to terminate the contract later."

Liu Qianqian felt increasingly guilty and had to find a way to change the subject: "Speaking of which, next time, let's not do scratch-offs anymore. Let's think about how to train our own team."

"Your own team?" Yang Mi squinted her eyes. "Just like you did before, running up to me rashly and asking if you wanted to be my maid?"

"Who came up to you and asked that? Who came up to you and asked that?!" Liu Qianqian was a little angry. "I clearly came over to say hello, but you gave yourself away."

"Oh, yes, I exposed myself," Yang Mi said with a grin. "I'm just curious, Xian'er. With your personality, do you really think you can control me just because you have the system?"

"Want to know? If you want to know, then why don't you give up this system and try it," Liu Qianqian said, a little embarrassed. "Oh, right, you can't give up. After all, your husband is not here." Yang Mi instantly turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye: "What are you talking about, fat woman!"

Liu Qianqian, who was originally feeling a little regretful, blushed immediately when she heard this name and immediately tightened her grip on the spoon.

However, after seeing the other person's slightly red eyes, she felt a little ashamed. After all, she was not the self-centered Liu Tianxian.

After a brief stalemate, Yang Mi suddenly said, "Both Tang Yan and Liu Shishi belong to me."

"Why?" Liu Qianqian protested. "Great Tang Poet, Great Tang Poet, of course the Tang Dynasty belongs to you and the poetry belongs to me!"

Then he muttered unhappily, "Maybe they both have systems too..."

"Impossible," Yang Mi snorted, "I took some time to run into Liu Shishi before, and she doesn't look like someone with a system at all."

Liu Qianqian narrowed her eyes and crossed her arms, looking very unhappy, but she couldn't get angry because of what had just happened.

"Forget it," Yang Mi seemed to have calmed down now, "Remember, you owe me one."

Then she checked the time and stood up: "I'm going to take a taxi back. You have my home phone number. Let's meet again."

Liu Qianqian wanted to persuade her to stay, but in the end she just walked her outside in silence. After watching her get into the car, she said, "Be careful on the road."

Back in the small alley in Xuanwu District, Yang Mi said hello to her neighbors and went into her home. As expected, her parents were not at home.

Not to mention my father. When he has nothing to do, he is so idle that he is anxious. When something happens, he is busy like a top.

As for the mother, well, there was not enough space at home, so she teamed up with a few familiar teachers and rented a house outside to provide the students with these evil tutoring sessions.

Of course, this suggestion was put forward by Yang Mi.

"Have pity on me, I work so hard for others and just make wedding dresses for them..." She sang in a low voice, ran back to her small bedroom, looked around vigilantly, and after making sure that no one was peeping, she took out a small iron box from under the bed.

When I opened it, I saw rolls of banknotes, some in small amounts, some in whole amounts, some in large amounts, all neatly arranged in different categories.

Yang Mi took out the purse from her pocket, took out the 1500 yuan she had earned today, rolled it up carefully, tied it with a rubber band, and finally threw it into the iron box.

"It's been almost a year, and I've only saved 5000 yuan. The other 3000 was accumulated in just two months after I stole the bag from that reckless guy. When will I be able to rise again?" The girl lamented after counting.

After hiding the iron box again, she weighed the thermos, couldn't help but roll her eyes, took the kettle, filled it up, and put it on the gas stove to boil.

"Liu Tianxian, ah Liu Tianxian..." Looking at the flames rising from the stove, Yang Mi's mouth curled up, "Even if you have a system, I can still eat you!"

What happened this afternoon really illustrates what it means that a gentleman can be deceived... Wait, is she a gentleman?

Yang Mi shrugged. Well, at least in real life she wasn't the selfish fool she was in some simulated future.

That's right, we have a simulation system. If she still behaves like that, she might as well buy a piece of tofu and hit herself against the wall to death.

But... her face suddenly darkened. Although she had tricked Liu Tianxian with certain things, it did not mean that she had no grudges. Some things were enough to make people clench their fists even if they were just reading the words.

"It doesn't matter. I need revenge," Yang Mi bit her lip. "So... I have to find that person first."

(End of this chapter)