He didn't even bother to look at the advertisements he fought for.
I scolded the advertiser directly, saying that the advertiser had false advertising and the product was rubbish, and yet he dared to come to him for endorsement without taking a piss and looking in the mirror!
He was so angry that he left without looking back.
Now he has finally secured a spot as a flying guest on a popular variety show, and this man has always had this bad attitude. He is really worried.
If this continues, he will really drink the northwest wind!
Little Fubao raised his little head and didn't understand what the two were talking about. He just looked at the two of them curiously and asked them in a sweet voice: "What are you going to do, then?"
Only then did Zhou Dong lower his head and look at him, feeling somewhat comforted in his heart.
Fortunately, not everyone has the same attitude as Sang Wanzhou.
He reached out and touched little Fubao's little head, and said warmly: "Little Fubao just needs to get along well with the other four children and have fun."
"Okay!" Little Fubao's big round eyes were filled with tiny pieces of light, like a little sun. "Fubao will definitely get along well with other children. Fubao will make friends with them all!"
Sang Wanzhou lazily raised his eyelids, glanced indifferently at the energetic little Fu Bao, and then lowered his head silently.
"That's probably it. Brother Sang, I'll leave first. You guys should have a rest early."
After Zhou Dong left, Sang Wanzhou stood up, picked up the pile of bags, and walked toward the room, "Come here, your room is here. You can sleep in this room tonight."
Little Fubao jumped off the sofa, picked up his baggage and followed Sang Wanzhou into the room.
The room is clean and tidy, with pink wallpaper on the walls, a pink princess bed, a Disney princess-style pink wardrobe, and even the carpet and desk are from Disney.
This room was built after Zhou Dong received this variety show.
Two straight men, who have no sisters or children, and don't know what kind of room the little girl likes, can only follow the pink and princess style.
Sang Wanzhou's mouth twitched, and he walked into the room silently and took out the clothes Zhou Dong had just bought, intending to cut off the tags and hang them in the closet.
When I took it out, I saw pink skirts, pink skirts, pink skirts, all kinds of pink skirts.
Even the pajamas are pink nightgowns.
Sang Wanzhou's mouth twitched sharply again.
He now seriously suspected that this was Zhou Dong's special habit.
When Xiao Fubao saw the room filled with pink, she finally showed the excitement that a little girl of this age should have. Her big round eyes lit up instantly, and she kept looking at the room that temporarily belonged to her.
Sang Wanzhou helped Xiao Fubao get the things. When he turned around, he found that Xiao Fubao had been staring at him and didn't know what he was looking at.
"What are you looking at?" Sang Wanzhou asked coolly.
Xiao Fubao blinked, dragging his pink face with his hands, and his eyes suddenly curved into a small crescent: "Brother, you are so good-looking!"
Xiao Fubao's eyes were sincere and without any impurity, as if he was praising a toy he liked.
Sang Wanzhou's eyes paused, and he lowered his eyelids to hide the strange look in his eyes: "You clean up yourself and change your clothes. Auntie will come to cook in a while. After you finish cleaning up, you will come out to eat."
"good!"
Little Fubao obediently put the bundle on the bed and took out a photo from the bundle that she had tucked into a Buddhist scripture.