The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince!

Sheng Yize's anger was unstoppable: "No wonder you always dodged me a few days ago, just because you did something bad and guilty?"

An Xia Xia's mind was very low, and she honestly listened to the training.

Whoo ... why so bad! Just found out!

"What are you doing about this? You won't print it yet?" Sheng Yize asked anxiously.

An Xia Xia nodded honestly, Sheng Yi Ze suddenly swept over an eye knife: "It's all burned for me!"

"Yes, yes!" An Xia Xia quickly took out her cell phone and called Su Xiaomo.

The call was answered, and Su Xiaomo's laughter came: "Xia Xia, have you received the courier I sent you? In addition to the previous custom printing, I sold more than a thousand copies! 啧啧There are so many fans of Sheng Yize and Rong Che ... "

The sound of the old machine was particularly loud, and Sheng Yize naturally heard it, and his temple suddenly jumped up.

An Xia Xia was so distressed that he almost stared out of his internal injuries.

"Well, let's stop selling ..."

"It's already sold! The goods are all delivered, ah ha ha, don't tell me, let me laugh a little longer, and then you will share your money, at least thousands of them!" Su Xiaomo smiled magically. For a while, I cut off the phone directly.

Anxia Xia's body shook, and tears appeared in her eyes.

Emma, ​​Su Xiaomo is happy, but she still has a great Buddha to serve!

An Xiaxia held Sheng Yize's arm and begged for mercy: "It has been sold and shipped ... Look at this, Sheng Yize, or should I share your money? You should act as a friend and dedicate yourself to art!"

Sheng Yize's face was dark, and he reached out and struck Anxiaxia's head severely.

"Okay! Anxia Xia, you really have a skill! Can you come up with such a method to make money! Also dedicated to art, I offer you a big head!"

Anxiaxia whispered twice: "Don't hit me, I know I'm wrong."

Her voice was soft and glutinous, with a nasal sound, and she couldn't resist any more.

Sheng Yize couldn't help but feel softened. Seeing her weakness, he really couldn't help but clean up the little girl.

He grunted coldly and turned to look out the window.

Anxiaxia guarded her small head, raised her head timidly, and saw that he didn't do anything, and sighed with relief.

"How much money can I make by selling this?" Sheng Yize asked suddenly.

Anxia Xia counted with her fingers: "Maybe one person can be divided into three thousand to five thousand, it depends on how much you and Rong Che CP rot female powder ..."

Not surprisingly, Sheng Yize glared at her again, and then hurriedly crossed his legs: "If you divide the money, how are you going to spend it?"

I don't know why, Anxiaxia always feels that the black-landed landlord is exploiting the long-term labor of the hard work of the hands ...

"Buy a new mobile phone, keep the rest up, and keep buying big idols and snacks, nah, the game mall has a new dress, and then buy a set ..." She counted seriously, but found Sheng Yize His face was even more ugly.

She asked nervously: "Aren't you going to take all the money away? A maximum of five or five points! You can't be so ruthless!"

Sheng Yize was furious: "Anxiaxia, isn't it in your eyes that I'm not as important as the surroundings and snacks?"

Anxiaxia thought for a while, and said in an embarrassment, "It's still important to you ... but the surroundings and snacks are also very important ..."

Sheng Yize angrily counter-smiled and made An Xia Xia hair.

"You said, how can I punish you?"