Gong Shao's exclusive: the cute wife wants to be in the position

Chapter 172
"However, it will be treated as a vacation for a while. After I go back, I will continue to work hard to make money. I cry twice a day to earn back."

When it comes to making money, Ai Qiqi's eyes are shining, as if she has fallen into the pile of money.

Gong Shaoting looked at it and wanted to laugh.

I don't know what to say about her, she couldn't cry for the card he gave her in her life, but she didn't like it.

He likes money, but he only likes the money he earns. He is small but has a lot of self-esteem.

It was so different, no wonder he liked it so much.

But he likes her to take the initiative to talk to him so much, otherwise, he would take the initiative to force her to talk to her who usually ignores her.

The effect became more and more obvious, and Gong Shaoting planned to ask Gong Shaoyu for advice when encountering more problems in the future.

"No, just cry once, what if you lose your eyes from crying!"

Gong Shaoting demanded that making money is not her way of making money. She cried twice a day, no matter how strong her body was, she couldn't stand it.

"I know, I know."

Ai Qiqi nodded perfunctorily, and when she left the Gong family, it would be possible that Gong Shaoting would still be able to keep an eye on her 24 hours a day.

At that time, she can do whatever she wants, and she has the final say.

Of course, Gong Shaoting was right about one thing, she could never make money from this, her favorite thing was acting.But, back and forth, he was either playing a dead person or a passer-by, and the most successful thing was playing a court lady with lines.

Just a "head" and he died.

No chance of improvement at all.

It seems that she has to find a time to plan and plan, mainly acting, supplemented by mourning, and go to Hengdian base more.

After all, you need to fight for opportunities by yourself, and you can't expect the pie to fall on your head.

Gong Shaoting couldn't see through her small thoughts, he poked her forehead, "Ai Qiqi, if you dare to cry twice a day, I'll send someone to arrest you immediately."

As for her health, he had to take tough measures.

As soon as he said this, the thought in Ai Qiqi's heart disappeared instantly, and he said sullenly: "Got it."

Of course she knew that Gong Shaoting was doing it for her own good, so she didn't argue with him.

"You said that you are so timid, but you are quite fat. Don't you be afraid to cry for the dead?" Gong Shaoting became a little curious. Ordinary girls were so scared that they lost their souls when they saw the dead, but she was still kneeling so close. The place mourns and mourns people to make money.

Aren't you afraid of those dirty things?

When it comes to her profession, Ai Qiqi has a proud face, and her eyes are shining brightly when she speaks, "There is nothing to be afraid of, I have done nothing wrong, and I am trying to appease the dead. I'm right to be grateful."

At the beginning, this industry suddenly emerged, saying that it made a lot of money.Ai Qiqi immediately seized this opportunity. At that time, she thought so much about earning money for milk powder and diapers. She only thought about getting the money first.

As for whether she is afraid or not, that is not what she should think about.

Gong Shaoting smiled a few times, but was really speechless.

Then I heard Ai Qiqi patted her thigh and said, talking about the past, she was aggrieved: "You don't know, I used to want to go to the mortuary to dress the dead, and I could get a big red envelope from my family if I put on the clothes. Moreover, this job is still an iron job, and there is a fixed salary. I didn’t know that after I passed the interview, I was squeezed out by a person with a background, and I was so angry that I was going to die.”

Later, when she heard that someone was asking for mourning, and she was usually an actress, her crying scene was very strong, so she quickly got a resume online, and accumulated many clients in the past few years.

"I didn't expect this job to be so popular."

Hearing her chattering, Gong Shaoting felt very pleasant.

"That is."

……

While chatting harmoniously, the doorbell rang.

(End of this chapter)