I've been reborn, so it's normal to be licked back by others.

The two of them were so busy that they had to wait for the next meal.

Before An Xin had time to take out her phone to check, Chen Hua, who was washing vegetables, turned around and looked at her daughter and asked again:

"Hmm? Xiao An, what do you want to eat?"

"I want to eat..."

She just clicked on the phone screen and stopped talking halfway.

The screen showed——

[Wanfeng: I'll pick you up at 9 o'clock tomorrow morning. 】

"!!!"

Nanyuan is coming to pick me up!

This means...

Is he going to celebrate my birthday? !

Chen Hua looked at his daughter who was standing there with her phone in her hand, a little confused.

If you ask about food, shouldn't you be the first to answer?

"Mom, I don't want to eat anymore!"

"???"

"I... I mean Nanyuan will come to pick me up tomorrow. He said that I need to treat him to a birthday dinner."

Chen Hua was stunned, "Oh, Xiaonan, right?"

"Yeah."

"Then have fun when the time comes."

Chen Hua was very happy that his daughter was willing to go out.

In the past, Anxin would only go to the library to borrow books and read books on weekends occasionally. Apart from that, there was no other entertainment activities.

Now that she not only goes out frequently, but also follows Xiaonan, who is "polite and sensible" and "young and promising", she is more relieved.

As an adult, Chen Hua thinks much more long-term than his daughter.

Anxin's daily income is 8,000 yuan, and another employee in the studio also has several thousand yuan. Xiaonan, who can maintain and distribute this amount of money stably, has a daily income that is definitely beyond his imagination.

At such a young age, he has achieved what others may not be able to do in their entire lives. This kind of talent is superb.

Regardless of whether his daughter and Nanyuan will get along in the future, even if she only learns some basic ways of dealing with things, Chen Hua is already satisfied.

"Xiao An, you must be generous when you go out to treat others, especially to Xiao Nan, understand?"

In a small sense, this is a friendly relationship between classmates.

In a big sense, this is a good opportunity to promote the relationship between employees and bosses.

So this money should be spent, and it is absolutely worth it.

After Chen Hua finished speaking, he was about to go back to the room to get some money and put it in An Xin's hand. The next second he was stunned and suddenly remembered something...

No, my daughter now earns more than me, can I still give this money?

It's good to make 80 yuan a day by cutting hair, and An Xin now earns 8,000 yuan a day...

"I know, I will definitely be generous!"

An Xin didn't notice her mother's abnormality. She was now thinking about [treating] tomorrow.

But time didn't allow her to think too much, because she hadn't written any words yet today, and she had to finish writing 20,000 words today before she could continue to daydream...

At nearly 11 o'clock in the evening, An Xin sent today's manuscript on QQ.

It was impossible to update the huge amount of updates on the same day after writing them. At the level of 20,000 words a day, there would be some typos and incoherent sentences. At this time, Nanyuan would be responsible for fixing bugs.

Nanyuan had just finished revising Wang Tao's manuscript when he received An Xin's manuscript.

Now there were not many things that Nanyuan needed to revise for Wang Tao's continuation, not to mention An Xin's. After 20,000 words, there were only a few words that were typed wrong at most, and the rest of the problems were not big.

It only took more than an hour every day to update the two books, and tens of thousands of dollars would come into my pocket easily every day. It was so comfortable.

......

After taking a shower, the socially anxious girl lay on the bed with her white and tender feet swinging, thinking about what to take Nanyuan out for dinner tomorrow...

Fish balls? Haidilao? Malatang?

No, no, I've eaten all of these before, and it doesn't seem to be new to eat them again...

And...

My mother said to be [more generous].

Thinking of this, she picked up her phone and opened Alipay to check her balance -

[88,520 yuan]

An Xin didn't spend much of this money, and with today's ghostwriting fee, her savings are almost over 100,000 yuan.

So...

How much money is considered generous?

The socially anxious girl recalled the scenes of buying snacks and eating before. She remembered that basically every time she paid the bill, Nanyuan asked her to wait for him on the ghost fire, so the specific meal

She really didn't know how much the meal would cost.

Occasionally, when she ordered food for a [work meal], she would glance at the menu. Based on this situation, An Xin immediately made a rough estimate.

So, it is known that [work meal] = 50~500 yuan?

Asking for [generous treat] =? Yuan

Suddenly, a sentence echoed in An Xin's mind-

[If there is anything you don't understand, you can ask me directly on QQ, or you can search it directly on the Internet]

Hmm...

You can't ask Nan Yuan directly to have a meal with him, right?

So excluding this option, there is only one correct answer left.

After a while, An Xin found that this [correct answer] didn't seem to be correct.

Because the things searched out were all kinds of strange, and there was no unified answer at all.

The socially anxious girl suddenly felt a little frustrated. If only this problem could have a standard answer like mathematics, it would be much simpler.

When there are only two options, if choosing one of the options doesn't work, then it means that the correct option is actually the other one.

So...

The socially anxious girl no longer hesitated, picked up her white mobile phone and started typing. After repeatedly deleting the information in the editing box, she finally sent it...

After processing the manuscripts of the two generals, Nanyuan went to take a shower. As soon as he came out of the bathroom and walked into the room, he heard the beeping message notification sound from the computer.

He looked closely at the computer screen and found that a cute ragdoll cat avatar was flashing in the lower right corner.

Hmm?

It's already twelve o'clock in the evening, why is this idiot still sending messages?

Before he had time to blow dry his hair, Nanyuan sat on the chair. As soon as he clicked the mouse to open the message, he was numb.

[A non-socially anxious girl: Nanyuan, I have a friend. She wants to ask if she wants to treat others to a meal... How much money should she spend to be considered generous? ]

"..."

If someone else asked, Nanyuan might believe it.

And [I have a friend], this friend is obviously you!

However, considering the thin-skinned girl with social phobia, Nanyuan did not choose to expose her right away.

[Wanfeng: Let your friend go to bed early, she doesn't need to worry about eating. ]

[A girl without social phobia: Okay. ]

For Nanyuan, it doesn't matter what he eats, he doesn't have much desire to eat.

Because the real purpose of tomorrow is not to eat, but something he has been planning for a long time!

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