The bodyguard I picked up is BOSS

"I said... I did Brother Ling..."

boom----

Thunder rang in Fu Ling's mind, splitting a bottomless rift.

"What did you say!"

He roared.

"Don't tell you, don't say such things casually! How can I meet people in the company after you are like this! Who did you do! Who told you to do it! You are sick!"

It was as if a torrential rain had blown inside the car, and after the howling wind swept away, leaving only a mess on the ground.Until Fu Da slowly added to the previous words:

"I, I'm Brother Ling's bodyguard, nothing else..." He glanced at Fu Ling who was still in the midst of the thunder, and swallowed in fear, "Brother Ling, I'm Didn't you say something wrong again?"

Fu Ling was stunned for a full 5 seconds, then changed his expression at an astonishing speed, calming down the fury of thundering:

"Ah no, that's all. They're too gossip, you just ignore them. Uh, you just said it's my bodyguard, right? That's pretty good. Hey, help, is the mobile phone shop here yet? I have to pay Da bought a mobile phone, so it will be convenient to contact you when you go out in the future. Fu Da, what brand do you like?"

Fu Da saw that he was not angry anymore, so he suddenly smiled: "Brother Ling can do whatever he likes!"

Fu Ling thought for a moment: "Then give me the same model. Xiaozhu, go to the store in the central shopping mall."

Zhou Xiaozhu, who is selectively deaf, responded heartily: "Okay! We'll be there soon!"

Then pink bubbles secretly appeared in my heart: Hey, we both use the same mobile phone, why are we still together?

Fu Ling has few fans now, and the number of followers on Weibo has just exceeded 200 million, a large part of which are zombie fans.So he doesn't have the distress of those big stars who can't walk in public. With a peaked cap and a mask, almost no one can recognize him.

He bought a mobile phone of the same model for Fu Da, but he paused when choosing the color. He remembered the scene where Fu Da pointed to the sofa and said "I like black", so he asked the clerk to get a black one.

The shopping guide who received them was a young girl who recognized him unexpectedly and asked him if he was Fu Ling who did the live broadcast yesterday.Fu Ling nodded, took out the photo she carried with her, and signed her.

Yes, although he is not popular, he is very smug, and he always carries autographed photos with him.If one person in the crowd came over and asked him for an autograph, then he would go to hell—oh my god, I'm popular!There are actually fans on the street, it's incredible, hehehe!

The shadows of Xu Changjian and his group disappeared from their minds in an instant, and they flew to a place nine days away, where they would never return.Perhaps this is one of the perks of working in the entertainment industry. One second, I was angry because of some things in the industry, but the next second, after receiving staring eyes from fans, I felt that the things in the world that are worth being happy are like There are also quite a lot.

"Brother Ling, the phone is so expensive, I have no money to pay you back."

Fu Da pinched the long cock, feeling a sense of inferiority in his heart.If this was normal, Fu Ling, who was addicted to money, would of course ask him to keep the accounts, but after signing, he was in a great mood, so he imitated the temperament of a big brother and waved his hand:

"No need to pay it back, I'll give it to you."

"But I didn't do anything for Brother Ling. I just took such a good mobile phone as you. I felt in my heart that I was wrong."

Fu Ling glared at him complainingly, but she didn't mean to get angry: "You can take it if I give it to you, and treat it as my initial investment for the employees, and I will pay you when the time comes. Just deduct it from your salary."

"But--"

"Oh, don't be so, I hate other people talking too much. It's hard for me to recover, so don't interrupt me."

Fu Da accurately captured the word "recovery", so he asked, "Brother Ling, who made you unhappy? Tell me, and I'll beat him up for you!"

Fu Ling compared the body types of Fu Da and Xu Changjian in his mind, and felt that Fu Da could beat that thin, calculating middle-aged man to death, but what, he was under the eaves He had no choice but to bow his head. Since he had signed the deed of sale, he had to stay obediently.

"Forget it, I'm in a good mood now, so I'll forgive him for now."

Fu Da followed him and nodded, "Then how about next time? Next time, if anyone bullies brother Ling, you should tell me as soon as possible, and I will help you out."

"It's not necessary to be in the early stage..."

Fu Ling looked at him, and suddenly felt a little emotional in his heart.

There are so many people in the world, and so many things happen every day, how can everything go well?Especially for a young actor like him who is dormant on the N line and has no winks, he encounters unfairness and unhappiness almost every day. How can he refute everything and vent his anger?

An ant may always be happy, but he is good at having fun in suffering.Perhaps, everyone is a mayfly, shaking the big tree named "World".

"What would you do if someone asked you to do something you don't like?" Fu Ling asked him, even though Fu Da didn't look like he could think deeply, but he still asked him.

"Of course I will reject him." Fu Da's answer was almost predictable.

"However, life is alive, and you can't always refuse. If what I don't like is this world, then should I choose to leave?" Fu Ling raised the white mobile phone in her hand, "It's like this mobile phone. Without a mobile phone, it seems No, so even if you don’t like it, everyone will use a mobile phone. But we can’t help it at all, because we can choose what brand and model to use. Right?”

Fu Da carefully replayed his words in his mind several times, trying very hard to understand what he meant.

After a while, Fu Ling didn't wait for his answer, so she patted his shoulder thoughtfully:

"It's okay, I'm feeling a whim, it's okay if I don't understand, I don't understand much myself."

Zhou Xiaozhu on the side nodded his head like a pest——I don’t understand much, bro!

Fu Ling walked to the parking place, planning to go home early and leave early tomorrow to report to the crew.However, after two steps out, Fu Da, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly raised his head as if enlightened, and said in a daze:

"I understand!"

"Ang?" Fu Ling turned around.

"That is to say, we can't resist very difficult things. For example, I can't become rich all of a sudden, and my illness doesn't get better all at once. But in the process, we can also become very happy people."

Fu Ling's brows loosened a bit and became a little soft: "What else?"

"What's more, I can accept some difficulties. For example, my hand has not healed and I can't use a lot of strength. These things are acceptable. But not all difficulties are acceptable. If someone asks me to leave Brother Ling, I will definitely not accept it. Hmph, not only do I not accept it, I will beat him until all his teeth fall out!"

He waved his fist swearingly, as if he was making a vow about his life.

Fu Ling tilted her head slightly and curled her lips: "Yes, that's it."

Just like acting, he is an actor, so he must act, because if he doesn't act, he will starve to death.But he will say no to certain rules that he does not want to accept.

After saying that, he turned on his toes and walked towards the dessert stand outside the mall.

"Brother Ling?" Fu Da followed, "Aren't you going back?"

Fu Ling pointed to the colorful lights above the dessert station, "Eat an ice cream to celebrate."

The wavy lights constantly change their shape in the night, from tiny ripples, then gradually become bigger and higher, until they set off waves, and snow-white waves bloom at the top, and finally condense into the shape of an ice cream.

Sweet.