Mia is Not a Trouble-Maker! Chapter 250: A Money Tree

Chapter 250: A Money Tree

Translator: Henyee Translations      Editor: Henyee Translations

There was also a small program link behind Shawn’s video. This was the small program promotion mission he had accepted from the Mission Square. As long as there was enough exposure, he would be paid according to a certain ratio!

The last video had more than nine million views!

“I’m rich! I’m rich!” Shawn’s eyes lit up. He edited a few more videos according to the keywords “Amelia, three-timing”. He planned to post one a day. Every video had a different delivery link. After he had more fans, he could accept missions with higher rewards… Seeing the increasing number of fans, Shawn seemed to see a pile of money waving at him. He sighed happily. “This Amelia is indeed a money tree!”

The next morning, Shawn couldn’t wait to get up. The first thing he did was to look at yesterday’s video earnings. 3,368 yuan!

Shawn jumped up in joy. “More than 3,000 yuan a day… That’s more than 100,000 yuan a month…” What kind of work was this?! He decisively resigned from his job and only wanted to grab Amelia, the money tree.

At this moment, the door was knocked on. “Shawn from 404! It’s time to pay the rent!” The landlord’s muttering voice came from outside. “You’ve been late for a few months!”

The landlord was a woman with curly hair wearing a T-s.h.i.+rt and pants. She was wearing flip-flops and had a lollipop in her mouth. She knocked on the door in front of her again and shouted, “You’re not paying the rent again, right? Shawn, you’ve been delaying for six months! Every time I come, you pretend not to be around. Why are you so thick-skinned!”

This single room was in the corner of the fourth floor. The door was at the top of the stairs. There were many people going up and down every day, and it was very noisy. The light in the room was not good either. There was only a small window in the room, and the room number was still 404. It sounded the same as death, and it did not sound auspicious. Therefore, the rent of this room was the cheapest. It was only 450 yuan a month, which was 2,700 yuan in six months. Coupled with the utility bills…

“It’s a total of 3,268 yuan, Shawn! Hurry up and pay!” Helena Walton knocked on the door again, but she did not have much hope in her heart. From the remnant memories of the Host, she knew that this tenant of 404 was especially poor. He was also lazy. His monthly salary was not even enough for him to smoke and drink. Moreover, he was especially good at showing off. His monthly salary was less than 3,000 yuan, and he even smoked cigarettes that cost 50 yuan a pack… As a result, the Host she possessed kept thinking about collecting the rent of this house even until her death.

Helena knocked on the door again. After a while, there was actually a rustling sound coming from inside, followed by an impatient voice. “Wait!”

Helena raised her eyebrows. Oh, he actually agreed?

The original name of the original owner of Helena’s body was Hall Walton. Her parents had pa.s.sed away a few years ago because they were too tired, leaving behind these 40 buildings as her inheritance. These 40 buildings were Hall’s memory for her parents. She had always taken good care of them. Sometimes, she would even do the cleaning herself. When the doors and windows were broken, she would personally repair them. However, not long ago, Hall accidentally died from overwork because she stayed up late to make some money and calculate the rent!

Hence, Helena transmigrated. Helena looked at Room 404 in a daze. She felt that her memory seemed to be incomplete. When she transmigrated to this body, she was clearly thinking about something very important, but no matter how she thought, she could not remember what this important thing was…

“Forget it, I’ll collect the rent first…” Helena held a lollipop in her mouth. Since she had occupied Hall’s body, she naturally had to be more professional. No matter what, these 40 buildings had to be maintained well.

At this moment, the door of 404 opened with a creak. Shawn walked out sloppily. With heavy dark circles under his eyes, he asked angrily, “How much is it?”

Helena narrowed her eyes and looked at Shawn’s broken left finger without a trace. It was still wrapped in gauze. This was… cutting off his finger to exchange for money?

Helena retracted her gaze and sneered. “What’s wrong? You’re rich now, and your back is stiff? You’re the one who owes me six months of rent, and you’re still looking impatient?”

Shawn found it a little strange. Usually, his landlord was not like this. She was a good person. Although he was late in payments for six months, every time he could not avoid meeting her, he would plead with her. She would not pursue the matter and let him continue delaying, as if she was afraid of making him angry.. But now, why was she so unyielding?