Chapter 66p2
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Because the viewers from Wei Maomao’s live stream had toured all the live streams with their emoticons earlier, the number of viewers in her live stream was unprecedentedly high now. But regardless of the number, Wei Maomao couldn’t see the laughter and sighs in the live broadcast room anymore.
Since it was live broadcast, everything had to be more logical.
Striking while the iron was hot, Wei Maomao left Wen Dongyu and the others and went to Cheng Tingyan and Wen Jiangyue, who were sitting under the shade of a tree.
Wei Maomao explained Shen Zilin’s words about the appearance fee and advertising revenue as simply as possible, then whispered to Cheng Tingyan, “My dad said all my money will be mine. Now I’ll have more money, if your dad is still mean to you, come to our house, I’ll give you all my money.”
“Maomao…” Cheng Tingyan was touched, but she knew very well that it was impossible for her to live at the little chubby bunny’s house.
“Yan Yan, what’s wrong with your dad?” Wen Jiangyue, listening with a confused expression, asked.
The reason Wei Maomao didn’t pull Cheng Tingyan aside to talk was partly because Wen Jiangyue was emotionally fragile after the setback she experienced this morning, she didn’t want Wen Jiangyue to feel excluded, and partly because… Wen Jiangyue hadn’t been in the room and hadn’t heard their conversation about the mushrooms last time, this was a good opportunity to live broadcast it again.
As Wei Maomao expected, Wen Jiangyue asked curiously.
And then…
The snitching expert went online.
Wei Maomao explained clearly and logically, listing examples one by one. After her speech, Wen Jiangyue let out a long sigh.
“Ah… Your dad…” Wen Jiangyue grabbed Cheng Tingyan’s hand, her face filled with concern. “How could he do this?”
Wei Maomao glanced at Wen Jiangyue’s hand, mmm… There was no need to grip it so tightly.
“That…” Wen Jiangyue hesitated, she had wanted to ask the day before yesterday at noon, but they weren’t very familiar then, she didn’t feel comfortable asking, but now it should be okay, right? “That… Maomao said she wanted to take care of Yan Yan last time. But we all have, mmm… the money the program team gave us for inviting us here, and the money from the ads, as Shen Zilin said, then doesn’t Yan Yan also have her own share? Why does Maomao have to take care of Yan Yan?”
The sensitive question arrived.
Wei Maomao glanced at Yan Yan, who was pursing her lips and remaining silent. It seemed it wasn’t the right time for her to openly discuss this topic.
But it didn’t matter, it was a live broadcast now.
Wei Maomao no longer had to worry about her words lacking impact or being too subtle, not being selected by the editors for the final cut.
“Yan Yan’s dad won’t give her the money. Whether she eats mushrooms or not, her dad doesn’t listen to her, money is more important than mushrooms, right? How could her dad listen to her and give her the money?” Wei Maomao explained as simply as possible, using sentences that fit her age.
Cheng Tingyan, pursing her lips, remained silent.
Wei Maomao felt this was good, she didn’t have to worry about the editing, Yan Yan just needed to stay silent, she didn’t have to say anything.
Wen Jiangyue thought about it and felt it made sense. “My dad also never said I would get paid for participating, I don’t think he’ll give it to me either. Adults are all like this, they think they’re amazing, and we don’t understand anything.”
“Understand what?” Wen Dongyu, leading the pig, approached.
Shen Zilin, taking three steps forward, then one step back, followed behind.
But this topic couldn’t continue without Shen Zilin.
As they gathered, Wen Jiangyue had only explained half of the situation when Wang Zhizhi also joined them.
And so, the viewers in the live broadcast room witnessed… the financial woes of the little babies.
“Honestly, before watching this show, I never thought children this young would need money.”
“They’re just a few years old, they only need a little pocket money. Actually, before elementary school, they don’t even need pocket money, children this young are always with their parents, their parents are their wallets.”
“Right, which child this young needs to worry about money? Let alone worry, they don’t even have the concept of needing money.”
“Actually, in real life, if children keep talking about money, it seems quite… materialistic? Like what adults say, ‘obsessed with money at such a young age’… But these babies, discussing money so seriously, it doesn’t seem materialistic, it just seems heartbreaking, sob, sob, sob!”
“That’s true. Other children, when they talk about money or ask for money, it’s just to buy snacks, drinks, or toys. These babies… They’re trying to survive!”
“Like CEO Mao said, if Wen Dongyu has money, he won’t have to borrow anymore. And if our CEO Mao has money, she can take care of Yan Yan (let me have this three-year-old dream). If Wang Zhizhi has money, he can survive even though all his parents’ love and money are given to his sibling. Truly… Little babies also need money. Sadly, except for Director Wei, the other dads probably won’t give them the money.”
“How should I put it, when there’s no love, money is security. Ah… Thinking this way, the little babies are so pitiful,呜呜呜!”
“So are there any legal experts here who can tell us if it’s legal for the dads not to give them the money? I mean, when they’re young, the dads are their guardians and can withhold the money. But when the babies grow up, can they legally claim this money from their parents?”
“Although I don’t know if they can in the future, Shen Zilin is truly amazing. As expected of someone from a CEO family, he actually managed to conclude, ‘We’re just unknown children, we can participate in this show because our dads are famous. So a portion of the money the program team gives us and the advertising revenue we earn belongs to our dads, it’s like a commission fee.’ How insightful! Ah, such a young child, to have such thoughts!”
“I’ve always felt that Shen Zilin is the baby, besides Yan Yan, who has the least emotional need for his father, so he’s sometimes very rational. Look at the other babies, their happiness, anger, and sadness are all related to their dads, but Yan Yan and Shen Zilin’s emotions have always been quite stable.”
“Is this what they call ‘no love, no hurt’? Tsk tsk.”
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Shen Zilin didn’t know that the viewers in the live broadcast room were trying to see through his heart. At this moment, he was diligently explaining to the other babies why the money given to them wasn’t entirely theirs.
After mentioning the “commission fee” for their dads, the strongest reaction came from Wen Dongyu.
Before meeting up with Maomao and the others, Shen Zilin had chatted with Wen Dongyu for a bit, he knew that for Wen Dongyu, finally being able to have his own money to survive, without having to borrow, was a very important thing.
The amount of money was related to the length of time he could live with dignity, it was normal for Wen Dongyu to think that all the money the program team gave him was his.
But…
“Dongdong, of course you can think that all the money the program team gives you is yours.” Shen Zilin didn’t immediately refute Wen Dongyu’s idea, instead, he affirmed his thoughts first, offering some comfort, then said softly, “Why do you want your own money? It’s because you want to live independently, without having to borrow from your parents for everything, right? Think about it, you’re able to stand here and earn money because you’re borrowing your dad’s fame, right? Otherwise, you’re just an ordinary… um, cute but ordinary child on the street, why is it you earning this money, not the many other children on the street? Borrowing fame is also borrowing, right?”
Wei Maomao silently watched Shen Zilin’s performance, she was truly impressed.
This was a real six-year-old child, his logic and his way of persuading people were all so well-developed.
If he didn’t become rich in the future, who would?
Speaking of which, if they had a chance to cooperate in the future when they grew up, her rental properties would definitely increase, right? She would be able to lie down even flatter and become even more salty?
Just as Wei Maomao was distracted, imagining her future lazy life, Shen Zilin suddenly nudged her with his elbow.
“Am I right, Maomao?” Shen Zilin, meeting Wei Maomao’s confused gaze, added, “I said borrowing fame is also borrowing, right?”
“Right.” Wei Maomao nodded and looked at Wen Dongyu. “My dad said, don’t owe favors that can be repaid with money. Favors are harder to repay than money.”
“I didn’t say that…” Wei Chengli, passing by, squeezed into the group of babies and pinched the little chubby dumpling’s face. “I said, favors are more valuable than money, it’s better to owe money than to owe favors.”
“Uh…” Shen Zilin hesitated. “Is there a difference between what you said and what Maomao said?”
“Yes.” Wei Chengli placed the plate of grapes in his hand among the babies, pinched the little chubby dumpling’s face again, and scoffed. “The difference is, respect originality, reject plagiarism. After all… Thanks to my daughter, I think I can publish a book after this show.”
Wei Maomao: “… “
“Right, baby?” Wei Chengli rubbed the little chubby dumpling’s soft cheek.
“Daddy.” Wei Maomao grabbed Wei Chengli’s hand. “I don’t know what ‘publish a book’ means, do you know what ‘eating grapes without spitting out the skins’ means?”
Wei Chengli: ???
“Uncles, aunties, brothers, and sisters in the live broadcast room, my dad is going to perform ‘eating grapes without spitting out the skins’ for you, can you please click on some ads for me?” Wei Maomao picked up a grape and looked at her cameraman.
Wei Chengli: …
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T/N:
(Chī pútao bù tǔ pútao pí, bù chī pútao dào tǔ pútao pí.) Eating grapes without spitting out the skins is also a Tongue Twister
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