Rebirth Seventy Little Spicy Daughter-in-law

Sheng Anning took the seal with some embarrassment, and somehow became the head of the family.

After Zhou Nanguang gave the seal, he quickly turned around and left out of fear of Sheng Anning being embarrassed.

Sheng An Ning didn't even have a chance to refuse, so she nodded her head and said, "You are such a greedy little cat."

An An was happy, holding the soda bottle, so that her mother would have money, and she could buy a lot of soda in the future.

Sheng Anning had no choice but to keep the seal and return it to Zhou Nanguang when he had the opportunity.

Zhou Hongyun saw this scene in the kitchen. When he came out to pour water, he saw Sheng Anning looking embarrassed, and laughed: "Your father gives it to you, and you just keep it. Usually he is worried that you don't have enough money to raise your children."

Sheng Anning scratched his head: "I'm not very good either. Forget it, I'll leave it to Zhou Shixun tonight and let him figure it out."

Zhou Hongyun sighed: "The most pitiable person in the family now is your dad. You both have your own home, and you have a companion in pairs. Your dad is the only one who comes in and out, and you have a good relationship with your mom. Alas, no

Like me, the guy in my family often beat me when he was alive, but when he died, I didn't shed a single tear."

As she talked, the topic changed and she started talking about old stories about her family.

Sheng Anning looked at the child and listened patiently. After her mother-in-law left, no one could listen to Zhou Hongyun talking about these trivial things every day, which made her feel uncomfortable.

In the evening, Sheng Anning gave the seal to Zhou Shixun and asked him to find time to return it to Zhou Nanguang.

Zhou Shixun did not take it: "Since dad gave it to you, you should take it. If you don't take it, he will feel uncomfortable."

After thinking for a while: "You can help dad save the money, and when Luan Cheng and Xiaowan get married, just give them the money."

Sheng Anning thought about it and said, "That's good. I can feel more at ease if I accept Dad."

Go and lock the seal in the drawer of the bedside table to prevent the four children from rummaging through it, taking it out and playing with it and losing it.

Zhou Shixun hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help but say: "You don't have to be too frugal. You can buy whatever you want. You don't have to save the money for sodas for An An and the others."

Sheng Anning straightened up and looked at Zhou Shixun confidently: "That won't work. Now is not an era where a small investment can get a big return. Making money is not easy, so we have to save money. Don't look at the dimes or two cents.

, with four children in our family, we can save several cents a day, which is more than ten yuan a month."

The more he spoke, the more serious he became: "What if it's a year? Is it only one or two hundred a year? Save one or two hundred here, save one or two hundred there, that's a huge sum of money."

As she spoke, she nodded, feeling that what she said was very reasonable. Although she was not good at business, she was still very good at managing money.

Zhou Shixun was silent. Anyway, Sheng Anning had many fallacies and he couldn't explain it, so he just agreed.

Sheng Anning put away her things and explained her plan again: "I'm going to meet with the editor of the publishing house tomorrow to see if we can have a long-term and stable cooperation model."

In this way, the income will be much more stable, and coupled with the food stamps and money issued by the school every month, I can save a lot.

Zhou Shixun had no objection: "Don't be too anxious. If you don't have enough money, you can borrow some when the time comes."

Sheng Anning has no habit of borrowing money to live. She has lived a comfortable life since she was a child, and it is impossible to talk to others because of lack of money. Even in this era, if she is short of money, she will find a way to make money by herself, and she is not willing to ask anyone to borrow money.

I always feel that no matter how good the relationship is, as soon as you borrow money, you will instantly become several points lower than the other person.

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Early the next morning, Sheng Anning watched her four children finish their meal, Zhou Nanguang and Zhou Hongyun took them to play, and she went to the publishing house not far from home.

This was still the era of print media, and working in a publishing house was still a very glamorous career.

The remuneration was pretty good for the time. In addition, the people who worked there were somewhat aloof and uncontaminated.

Sheng Anning was stopped at the gate, and the man in the mail room questioned her carefully. He was afraid of letting in a spy. He only let her in after seeing Sheng Anning's student ID card, and said, "You have to come out quickly."

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Sheng Anning nodded repeatedly and ran in.

I inquired all the way up to the second floor and found the Foreign Language Publishing Office. There were seven or eight three-handle tables in a small office. There were people at each table, either drinking tea or reading newspapers.

There was also a woman with high cheekbones, knitting a sweater and talking to the person sitting next to her.

Sheng Anning looked around at the door before knocking lightly: "Excuse me, is Editor Wang here?"

Someone looked up and saw that he didn't recognize him, so he lowered his head to do whatever he was supposed to do. The woman with high cheekbones raised her eyebrows and glanced at Sheng Anning. She put down her sweater in a gossipy manner and stood up: "What do you want from Editor Wang?"

Sheng Anning smiled: "We have some work matters to discuss."

The woman with high cheekbones looked up and down several times, with hooks in her eyes and an uncomfortable light. She twitched her lips, as if she didn't believe it, and said lukewarmly: "In the office next door, you

Go over there."

Sheng Anning obviously saw contempt in the woman's eyes, but she was a little confused as to where this contempt and contempt came from. She said thank you anyway and went to the office next door.

After walking a few steps, you can hear whispers in the office, vaguely like vixens, and they don't sound good.

Sheng Anning frowned and decided to wait until the work was done.

Knocking on the door, a baritone voice shouted please come in.

Sheng Anning entered the room. There were only two desks in the office. Now there was only one desk with people in front of it, which was piled with books and various papers.

Sitting behind the desk is a man wearing glasses, in his thirties, very polite.

Sheng Anning looked at it and asked uncertainly: "Is this Editor Wang?"

The gentle man nodded and stood up: "I am, what do you want from me?"

Sheng Anning quickly said the pen name she used before: "I am simple."

Wang Wenbin's distant eyes immediately became enthusiastic: "Are you simple? Hello, hello. I've always known you were in Beijing, but I was wondering when I could see you."

Sheng Anning reached out her hand enthusiastically and touched her lightly: "It's a bit presumptuous to come without saying hello."

Wang Wenbin smiled and said: "No, it's not too late to welcome you. You sit down first and I'll get you some tea."

He went to find a tea cup and while making tea, he said: "I wanted to send you an invitation letter before. The publishing house will have a writers' party next month, and there will also be some foreign language publishing and translation authors."

"Although your works are not many, the error rate is also the lowest..."

As they were talking, the ajar office door was kicked open, and someone shouted angrily: "Wang Wenbin!!"