"I've found 30 million in three months, and I've found 10 million in an average of one month. Alas..." Zhuo Yi lay on his back on the sofa and sighed sadly. "Do you really want to sell yourself? Ah! No, you're singing..."

"Honey, I'm back. I'll make your favorite braised prawns in the evening..." Guan Xiumei was back.

"Hey! Why are you so weak and you look so weak!" Behind him, Li Zhi, was following. Li Zhi has nothing to do recently, but she likes to go to the beauty salon to help Guan Xiumei.

"Well..." Zhuo Yi nodded unnecessary. He was really not in the mood to speak!

After supper.

"Husband, what's wrong with you! He looks listless." Guan Xiumei asked worriedly, "Is there something wrong?"

"Yes! What's the matter? Let's talk about it, maybe we can help you? Besides, even if we can't help, we can help you with reference..." Li Zhi is not as naive as ordinary girls of the same age.

"Oh! It's okay, I just want to make 30 million in three months..." Zhuo Yi really wants Guan Xiumei to share this problem with him, a woman! Think about family affairs, just study recipes, make beautification, and so on, just leave the money to men. Zhuo Yi is definitely a mail-minded guy. If Guan Xiumei hadn't liked the beauty shop too much, this guy wouldn't have planned to make her tired.

Before Guan Xiumei could speak, Li Zhi took the lead. "You dare to think about it. If you make 30 million in three months, it wouldn't be a 10 million a month. What's the weird thing in the world?" Finally, he added: "What do you want so much money? You are not short of money!"

Zhuo Yi almost burst into tears: "Isn't short of money? Oh my! I'm too short of money..."

"Honey, I don't know very well that I have to earn 30 million in these three months. Maybe it's only possible to win the Mark Six lottery!" Guan Xiumei asked worriedly: "Are you in a hurry to use money? I only have more than 100,000 yuan here... Otherwise, I would tell my father that I should be able to borrow 500,000 or 600,000 yuan."

"Haha, it's okay, I'll just talk about it, it's okay." Zhuo Yi said it was okay, but his face was full of my very troublesome look. Not to mention Li Zhi, the little vixen, even Guan Xiumei could see it.

Guan Xiumei pulled Li Zhi who wanted to talk. Of course, she knew that it would be best not to ask what a man didn't want to say. Generally, the man who should tell you will know what he told you. What he didn't want to tell you was just not wanting to worry about.

Li Zhi is also a smart ghost spirit. She came over and laughed and said, "I said he is fine! I tell you that there will be live TV for the charity concert hosted by TVB tonight, and there will be Tan Yonglin, Zhang Guorong, Anita Mui and others present?... Alas! There are no tickets, otherwise I will go to watch it on the spot." Li Zhi turned on the TV.

It turned out that this little vixen came to watch TV. No wonder she suddenly had such kindness to come over to see Guan Xiumei and Zhuo Yi. It was right. She didn't even have a TV at home and had to run to the neighbors downstairs to see it, but it might be which station they were watching. Besides, the black and white TVs that were more than ten inches were very blurry, and the signal was not good and there were many snowflakes. How could they compare to Guan Xiumei's side?

Guan Xiumei was originally a fan of TV series. She usually likes to watch TV series or healthy dances at home, and she has a little money. Zhuo Yi is an enjoymentist and has spent a long time to buy a large color TV of more than 30 inches and put it in the hall.

Of course the little fairy was very happy to watch! The time was just right and the show just started!

"Ah... it's Tan Yonglin, Tan Yonglin has appeared..." The little fairy jumped up and down excitedly and screamed. "Aron is so handsome..."

Zhuo Yi was speechless, so it wasn't! But when he saw Guan Xiumei in his arms, her pretty face was flushed and her breathing was accelerating, Zhuo Yi felt relieved.

In this era, Tan Yonglin is definitely the superstar of the emperor. With Xu Guanjie's retirement and Lin Zixiang's aging, there is only one Leslie Cheung in the music industry who can compete with him now, and only Anita Mui can compete for the female singer. Unlike the years when he was a mess in later generations who dared to call himself a singer with a microphone, the ones who could be called singers in the 1980s were all real materials. It was not that you had plastic surgery and had a beautiful plastic surgery, and you could become famous by looking for someone to lip-sync. After the waves, the only superstars left were Tan Yonglin and Leslie Cheung. At this age, it was normal for little fairies to admire them.

However, although Zhuo Yi understood Guan Xiumei and Li Zhi's small fans' mentality, he was still sour. "Damn, I just don't sing your husband. If I go to the music scene, I will definitely kill Aren and the others in seconds..." Zhuo Yi whispered shamelessly.

"I can't..." Although Guan Xiumei followed Zhuo Yi in everything, she was related to her idol, and she still couldn't help but argue for her idol.

Li Zhi is not as easy to talk to as Guan Xiumei. She is like a little hen that only protects her. Regardless of Guan Xiumei's presence, she hugged Zhuo Yi's arm and bit it down, "It makes you look down on my idol, hum..."

Zhuo Yi didn't dare to provoke this little fairy anymore.

Although the sound effect of the TV is not very good, it can still be heard that Tan Yonglin's singing skills are very good, his voice is thick and powerful, and he is very penetrating. No wonder he is so popular with fans. However, in the eyes of Master Zhuo, who traveled through time in later generations, the stage construction on site was very rustic, the lighting was very poor and turbid, the clothes were vulgar, and so on. However, Tan Yonglin's song "Love Trap" still made Zhuo Yi sigh.

The second person to appear was Leslie Cheung. Leslie Cheung's voice was very gentle, and he was not without the strength of a man. Looking at Leslie Cheung's handsome appearance, it was really hard to imagine that this guy was gay. The song "Silence is Gold" also made Zhuo Yi admire him.

"Hey! I said, don't you admire Tan Yonglin? Why do you applaud Leslie Cheung sing? "Zhuo Yi said strangely when he saw Guan Xiumei and Li Zhi. "Aren't Tan Yonglin's fans incompatible with Leslie Cheung's fans?" Zhuo Yi knew that in March this year, Leslie Cheung's fans had a conflict with Tan Yonglin's fans because of their idol issues.

"Hmph! We just admire the songs they sang, so they are not like you men..." Li Zhi, the little fairy pouted and said disdainfully. Seeing that Guan Xiumei was quite agreeing, Zhuo Yi was stunned. After all, there was no man who wanted his woman to worship other men, and the singers could not do it.

"You guys say, is it very profitable to be a singer?" Zhuo Yi suddenly asked.

"Of course!" Li Zhi, the little fairy, said naturally: "Tan Yonglin sold six platinum this year, with a total of 300,000 copies. Each record sold for 50 yuan, and he made 15 million yuan?"

"Damn, I made this money," Zhuo Yi certainly knew that Li Zhi's algorithm was wrong. The profit from selling records was deducted from costs, as well as the brokerage company's share, various taxes, etc., and the rest was his own. However, Li Zhi was talking about local sales in Hong Kong. If the sales in Taiwan and Southeast Asia were added, there were concerts and other things. Oh my god! It wasn't that huge profits were so explosive.

At this moment, Zhuo Yi's blood was boiling.
Chapter completed!