My vegetative wife sat up after listening to my thoughts

Chapter 24 Unreliable Ideas

Liu Yue put down the bowl, and Shen Mo automatically got up to fill her bowl with rice.

[Hehe, why should I care about my wife? I just need to fulfill my responsibilities as a househusband.]

Liu Yue sighed inwardly, thinking that Shen Mo would continue speaking, but it turned out to be still like this.

Qin Hao and Ms. Wen Ya also looked at Liu Yue suspiciously. They didn't expect Liu Yue to do live streaming to sell goods.

Ms. Wen Ya thought that Liu Yue wanted to turn the media company into a celebrity publicity outlet, or to train some distinctive anchors, but she didn't expect it to be about selling goods.

Wen Ya doesn't do anything about promoting products.

For Wen Ya, she made a lot of money, but this is just cutting leeks, and it is a very tasteless way of cutting leeks.

Facing everyone's gazes, Liu Yue took the bowl of rice handed over by Shen Mo and ate the prawns peeled by Shen Mo.

“My live streaming sales may be different from others.”

"My idea is to not sell low-end products that cost more than ten yuan for two bottles, but to make real products."

"I guess that in the next year, the live streaming e-commerce market will definitely explode due to fake goods. At that time, I can take advantage of the situation by selling genuine goods directly by my company."

Next, Liu Yue explained in detail the live-streaming anchors she had investigated. Out of ten items, eight were fake, and the remaining two were half real and half fake, which was quite outrageous.

It is better to leave this market, which will collapse sooner or later, for her to take off.

Liu Yue’s idea is to sell genuine products, and then take off when the fake products explode.

Just like the milk powder incident that year.

All other brands collapsed, but this one really survived and took off.

Liu Xinhua, Ms. Qin Hao, Ms. Wen Ya, Grandpa and others did not comment on Liu Yue's idea, as they felt it was not very reliable.

And silence...

[Fuck, this is my wife after all, she didn’t understand a thing. ]

After dinner, Liu Xinhua wanted to stay and was eventually thrown out by Ms. Qin Hao.

I feel annoyed just looking at this scumbag.

Liu Xinhua didn't care. He drove to the five-star hotel he had booked and gave himself a full body treatment. He felt very happy.

night.

Liu Yue sat on the kang and looked at various data on the computer. Shen Mo kneaded her shoulders and massaged her from behind, helping her to relax her muscles and bones, feeling the softness of her hands...

[Oh my, I've been kneading for half a year, but I just can't get enough. 】

[Wow, my wife is so focused on work that she doesn't pay any attention to me. I don't dare let my hand slip. What should I do?]

[Speaking of which, why does my wife love work more than me? Is it because I don’t have enough physical strength? 】

[Oh, how can I make my wife continue to be obsessed with me? 】

[It's so difficult, being a gigolo is so difficult, I'm really such a loser. ]

[Speaking of which, should I go out to work? A lot of the novels I’ve read recently are about wives who despise their husbands for being useless and then fall in love with career-minded men.]

【Ahhhhh, this is so confusing. 】

[But it’s too tiring to go out to work, and I also have to deal with interpersonal relationships. Why don’t I study how to seduce my wife? ]

[I remember Liuzi once said that he had a friend who sold Indian magic oil and special household items. How about I buy some so that my wife can reach her peak again and become completely dependent on me.]

Liu Yue's face quickly turned red as she listened to Shen Mo's inner thoughts, and the hand holding the mouse couldn't help but tremble.

Liu Yue didn't quite understand how Shen Mo's thoughts could be so chaotic. How could he think so many things at the same time?

Also, what the hell are the Indian magic oil and the daily props? You've made my legs weak the next day.

The most important thing is, is it you who makes me unable to live without you, or are you rewarding yourself?

After complaining, Liu Yue recalled her time with Shen Mo over the past six months, and her evaluation of him in one sentence was that he had a big penis, was good-looking, had a considerate and gentle personality, was a pleasure to work with, and was very satisfied with the one million yuan a month he gave her for living expenses.

Shen Mo's inner voice finally disturbed Liu Yue's mind.

Ding ding. Looking at the sudden message, Liu Yue clicked it in confusion.

It was Liu Qingqing who sent New Year greetings.

I glanced at the time and realized that it was already past twelve o'clock without me noticing.

Liu Yue casually sent one back.

She used to hate Liu Qingqing, but as she spent more and more time with Shen Mo, she no longer hated her.

After all, if it weren't for Liu Qingqing, she might have married Shen Jiayun.

Judging from Shen Jiayun's physique, he may not be as strong as Shen Mo.

After a while, Liu Yue received another New Year's greeting from Liu Xinhua's secretary. It was a video of five-year-old Liu Yuwei wishing her a happy New Year with her little hands raised.

Shen Mo also saw it from behind Liu Yue, and said with a smile: "How dare she dance in front of you."

Liu Yue said calmly, "She is trying to show goodwill. With the fate of Liu Bai and others, Liu Qingqing and Li Qingyue (Liu Xinhua's secretary) both realized that the Liu family will belong to me in the future. How much money they can get from Liu Xinhua depends on my attitude, and they may indeed get a large sum of money."

[Shocked, how dare they think Liu Yue would give them money. ]

"By the way, wife, will you give them money?" Shen Mo asked doubtfully.

[If it were me, I wouldn’t give it. ]

Liu Yue found it funny and said calmly, "I will give it to you."

[Shocked, is this a display of mercy? ]

"It's not that I'm a saint, but it's the rule."

【rule?】

Shen Mo was puzzled.

"If you don't give them a penny, they will definitely make a scene in the end. That would be too ugly. It's better to just give them some money and send them away."

"Anyway, what they share is the old man's personal money, which isn't much."

Liu Yue actually doesn’t care about the existence of Liu Qingqing and Liu Yuwei. One is that she has been used to it over the years, and the other is that there is really no need for them.

If we really don't give the opponent a single point and kill them all, then the opponent will go crazy, and it is not impossible for us to give Liu Yue an extreme one-for-one exchange.

Liu Yue remembered that there was a family in Jinghai before. They drove their illegitimate son crazy and sent the whole family away. In the end, the huge family business was inherited by the shareholders of the group. It was very funny.

After sending a few New Year greetings, Liu Yue pushed Shen Mo to sleep.

New Year brings new hope, so we should welcome it with a new look.

In order to keep Liu Yue's heart, Shen Mo made Liu Yue unable to get off the kang on New Year's Day and could only eat in bed.

My grandparents are used to this.

After all, Ms. Wen Ya also brought the food into her room, and Ms. Qin Hao was unable to get off the kang.

Liu Xinhua, who came to eat for free, was so angry at this scene that he flew back to Jinghai to find his secretary.

He felt that coming to Erbin was a mistake.

After breakfast, it was time to visit every household to wish everyone a happy new year. Only then did Ms. Qin Hao and Liu Yue get up.

Grandpa drove the car, and Shen Mo and Liu Yue followed.

When the elders saw Shen Mo and Liu Yue, they happily gave them red envelopes.

Some old ladies smiled happily when they saw Liu Yue's walking posture and said they wanted to see their great-granddaughter.

Lao Qin's family has a lot of relatives. After visiting all the relatives, Shen Mo received more than a dozen red envelopes.

But Shen Mo was very confused as to why his grandfather hadn't taken them to visit in the past six months.

Grandpa didn't say anything.

After dinner on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, Liu Yue told Shen Mo that it was time to go to work.

(End of this chapter)