I really like your sand sculpture group friends

After thinking for a moment, Su Mengli simply gave up and said, "I'm sorry, it's the autumn promotion. How about I give you a game during the autumn promotion?"

As soon as he said that, all the shop assistants around looked over.

Who is it? Who has the audacity to bully the owner's relative in the store?

Upon closer inspection, Su Mengyao's smiling face was clearly visible.

Oh, sorry to bother you.

Although this was a common way for Su Mengyao, as "Xiao Huo," to apologize, Mo Xiangwen was actually a little embarrassed to be told this in real life.

It's like he's forcing Su Mengyao to buy him a game; that's just too awful.

"Fine, I believe you." Mo Xiangwen shook his head: "I was just joking with you."

"It's okay, anyway, after we buy it for you, you'll have to be our companion."

The thought of playing games together made Su Mengyao's smile even brighter.

"So, I'll just consider it as paying you to be my gaming companion."

"Although you have the right to place an order, I can choose not to accept it."

"Then I'll have my sister place the order."

...This conversation is impossible.

Although it was a joke, he would actually feel embarrassed to refuse if Su Mengli asked him for help.

There's no other reason than that he had received too much help from Su Mengli.

"Different treatment." Su Mengyao pursed her lips in dissatisfaction.

“Except when I’m busy with something.” Mo Xiangwen, who felt a chill run down his spine, quickly added, “I’ve never refused when the rest of you asked me to play games.”

"Now that you mention it, it does seem to make sense." Su Mengyao thought for a moment, nodded, and said in a relaxed tone, "Alright then."

Sensing the awkward atmosphere, he didn't dare to say anything more, and soon they returned to the front desk.

When he returned, he saw Su Mengli sitting on the sofa chatting with a graceful middle-aged woman. Judging from Su Mengli's smile, the two seemed to be having a pleasant conversation.

"The person chatting with your sister is my aunt, so be careful." Perhaps worried about his social skills as a shut-in, Su Mengyao whispered a reminder: "Her surname is Jiang, so you can just call her Sister Jiang."

Auntie? Their aunt works here, no wonder they know this place so well and insist on buying here.

However, it would be good to help out his friend's family business. Given his relationship with Su Mengli and the others, he couldn't possibly rip them off, could he?

Mo Xiangwen nodded slightly to her, indicating that she understood.

As Mo Xiangwen and his group approached, the two people chatting on the sofa noticed them and waved in their direction.

As Mo Xiangwen and the others approached, Su Mengyao greeted them first:

"Auntie, it's been a long time!"

Sister Jiang immediately stood up and pulled Su Mengyao to sit down next to her.

"Xiao Yao, it's been so long! Do you miss your aunt?"

Su Mengyao replied without changing her expression: "Of course I wanted to, that's why I came to see you."

Sister Jiang wouldn't believe such an obvious lie, and rolled her eyes at her: "Your aunt loves you so much, you have no conscience."

Then, she turned her gaze to Mo Xiangwen, looked him up and down, and smiled with satisfaction: "You must be Mo, right? Xiao Li mentioned you earlier. I'm their aunt, just call me Sister Jiang."

"Hello, Sister Jiang." Mo Xiangwen readily agreed.

"Please sit down. They are all friends of Xiaoyao and Xiaoli. Don't be shy."

"I haven't seen Xiaoyao for a while and I miss her. I'll chat with her for a bit first. Sorry for neglecting her."

"It's nothing, it's what I should do," Mo Xiangwen replied.

Sister Jiang then smiled and turned to chat with Su Mengyao.

He was hesitating about where to sit down and wait for them to finish talking when he saw Su Mengli wink at him and gently pat the spot next to her.

Um... should I sit on the same sofa as the three of them?

just forget it.

Mo Xiangwen chose to follow his heart and moved to sit on a sofa further away.

He was about to take out his phone to play for a while when he noticed Su Mengli stand up and walk towards him.

I thought Su Mengli was going to say something, but she just sat down next to me.

Of course, the two maintained a good distance from each other.

"Don't worry about me, I'll play on my phone for a bit and wait for you guys to finish chatting."

He could naturally see Su Mengli's good intentions.

"It's alright, I already chatted with my aunt for a while," Su Mengli said with a smile. "Besides, it would be too impolite to leave you all alone."

"I don't mind."

“But I mind.” Su Mengli shook her head, then suddenly changed the subject and asked, “Didn’t you go look at chairs? Did you find any suitable ones?”

Su Mengli steered the conversation to the chair, so he naturally had no choice but to change the subject.

"Yes, we do." Mo Xiangwen nodded. "Su Mengyao and I have already picked them out. We'll place the order later."

“Okay, I’ll go tell my aunt later.” Su Mengli smiled. “I’ll ask her to arrange for someone to deliver it this afternoon.”

"Okay." Mo Xiangwen nodded: "Then I'll transfer the money to you later."

Su Mengli was slightly taken aback, her delicate brows furrowing slightly: "My aunt's shop doesn't cost much."

"Besides, it's for the studio, there's really no need to transfer money to me."

Your aunt's shop? No wonder they know this place so well, and the staff are so polite to them.

Mo Xiangwen insisted, "Even if it's your aunt's shop, it would cost a lot of money to get so many tables and chairs. I can't let you pay for it."

“I don’t need to spend any money,” Su Mengli explained, shaking her head. “Even if I wanted to pay, my aunt wouldn’t accept it.”

"Besides, I'll talk to my dad later and ask him to make up for it for my aunt."

“…That’s the same as you paying for it.” Mo Xiangwen refused, “There’s no reason for you to pay for things in the studio.”

Su Mengli suddenly sighed softly: "Sigh, Xiang Wen."

"Huh?" Mo Xiangwen asked, puzzled.

"If you keep being so polite with me," she said seriously. "I'm going to get angry."

Chapter 86 Give the Senior a Smile?

Mo Xiangwen listened to Su Mengli's explanation.

But doing that is absolutely not an option.

Friends are friends, but these four sets of tables and chairs must cost at least ten thousand yuan.

However... since Su Mengli has already said that, it would be inappropriate to refuse directly. We need to think of a more tactful way.

Mo Xiangwen frowned slightly and pondered for a while, but couldn't find a suitable reason to persuade her.

Seeing his silence and that same expression, Su Mengli, with her keen mind, immediately understood what he was thinking.

"Actually, I wanted to say this when you rejected Mengyao the first time she asked to make games with you," Su Mengli said softly. "You really don't need to worry about the salary. To us, this amount of money is nothing."

“You pay me several thousand yuan a month, which is a lot for college students, but it may be nothing to Mengyao.”

Mo Xiangwen looked at her silently, his feelings complicated.

A few thousand yuan is nothing? No wonder when I was in my most difficult time, I asked Su Mengli for money and she always transferred the money without hesitation, and even said that if it really didn't work out, I would work for her.

At that time, he thought Su Mengli was some young and promising boss, but now it seems that she comes from an extraordinary family.

Of course, these two are not contradictory.

However... he does have his own principles when it comes to these kinds of things.

He rarely has a few old friends, and he doesn't want things to end badly because of money.

Even though he knew that Su Mengli and the others weren't that kind of people, he still wanted to avoid it as much as possible, even if there was only the slightest possibility.

Su Mengli sat quietly to the side, watching him deep in thought, and was also somewhat lost in thought.

She knew these words might make people uncomfortable.

But she didn't think that someone who was still taking on game jobs to earn money for food before the college entrance exam could have such a dramatic change in his financial situation in just a few months.

The desk, chair, and computer add up to a considerable expense.

She wasn't sure why Mo Xiangwen had so readily agreed to let them participate this time. But judging from his previous refusal of Mengyao, his financial situation probably wasn't very comfortable.

"I will still pay the salary," Mo Xiangwen finally spoke after being silent for a long time.

Sure enough. Su Mengli had just sighed inwardly when she immediately heard him continue.

"But I can accept your offer of tables and chairs." Mo Xiangwen pressed his temples and said hesitantly, "After the first tour is completed, if you recognize the potential of the studio, you can choose to switch to equity investment. That way, you can treat it as shareholders providing the studio with work supplies."

After a brief pause, he continued, "If you feel it's not suitable, you can choose to continue paying your salaries."

Su Mengli was slightly taken aback. She had thought that Mo Xiangwen's attitude would be more resolute, but she did not expect him to make concessions so easily.

"Still acting so distant." Su Mengli's lips curled up slightly, revealing a charming smile: "But I forgive you."

"I think this is already quite informal," Mo Xiangwen sighed helplessly. "Generally speaking, this kind of situation is rare even among friends."

"It's just a little money." Su Mengli looked at him strangely and said, "We've been friends for so long, I think it's much more important than this little bit of money."

He trusted them more because he had spent more time with them than Su Mengli had imagined.

What about Su Mengli? Is it because she doesn't value this amount of money at all?

How dare you criticize Su Mengyao? I think Miss, your concept of money is a bit problematic too.

Mo Xiangwen mentally scoffed, then nodded: "Alright, since we've been friends for so long."

He had only given a casual reply, but he was surprised to see that Su Mengli's expression brightened considerably.

Su Mengli said, "Actually, there's no need to go through all this trouble, since the result is the same anyway."

"Wouldn't it be better to just consider it as protecting my poor self-esteem?"

Su Mengli tilted her head slightly and asked, "Then what should we do? Should I apologize to you?"

"No need for that," Mo Xiangwen waved his hand. "I'm very generous."

Su Mengli couldn't help but chuckle a few times, then shook her head.

"But to be honest, even Teacher Li thinks so highly of you," Su Mengli said with a smile, "who knows, if we're going to get shares, will we be the ones getting a good deal?"

"Anyway, you're not short of money, so what difference does it make to you if there's more or less?" Mo Xiangwen grumbled. "Besides, if we make you shareholders and we lose money, we can ask you for funds to keep things running."

Su Mengli winked at him and said, half-jokingly, "Then I might as well just buy your entire studio."

"I feel like it might actually be quite profitable."

......

Mo Xiangwen was speechless for a moment after hearing her words, and could only glare at her.

Faced with the threat, Su Mengli simply smiled at him without saying a word.

"Young lady," Mo Xiangwen, defeated, could only helplessly complain, "I sell my art, not my body."

Then he saw Su Mengli suddenly take out her phone, look down, and operate it a few times.

After a short while, she looked up, smiled with a hint of malice, and held up her phone in front of him.

Mo Xiangwen looked closely and saw that Su Mengli had sent a red envelope in the group chat. The envelope's cover read, "Good work deserves a reward."

His face immediately darkened, and he stared at Su Mengli speechlessly.

Facing his gaze, Su Mengli neither dodged nor avoided it, and said with a smile, "Give your senior a smile?"

"That's enough!!"

......

He thought he had chatted with Su Mengli for quite a while, but when he came back, he found that Su Mengyao was still chatting with Sister Jiang.