Slag Gong is a full-time poacher [Entertainment]

The man turned his head and looked at the little guy just above his knees with slightly deep-lined eyebrows. The little guy's black eyes flickered at the champagne roses he had bought.

The beautiful shopkeeper let out a sigh in his heart. This man looked like a mixed race, but the child's eyes were somewhat similar to his.It's all right to see a man who is so handsome, this little guy who got out suddenly, it can't be some bloody illegitimate child recognition plot...

The beautiful shopkeeper was fantasizing wildly in his mind, while coaxing with a smile: "Little friend, this flower has been sold out, can you choose something else?"

Mao Mao looked at the bouquet of flowers, then at the tall man who had just received the flowers, his black eyes rolled around twice, and finally, he raised his face calmly, "Uncle, can you sell me these flowers?" ?”

When Xiao Ke heard it, his scalp went numb.This man is not an ordinary person at first glance. The suit and leather shoes alone are enough for Junle to buy a house.

"Sir, I'm sorry, the child is not sensible."

The man turned his head and glanced at her. Although his eyes were calm, they seemed to be magnetic. Xiao Ke almost blushed.

The man signaled her that it was okay, looked down at the little one condescendingly, and asked, "How much do you plan to pay for it?"

Mao Mao didn't say a word, took off the small schoolbag, and held the piggy saving money inside in front of him, "There are two hundred and three seven cents in it..."

This is a piggy bank with only an entrance and no exit. It is a little surprising that the little guy can remember the amount so clearly.

"How long have you saved it?"

"Two years and three months."

Both the beautiful shop owner and Xiao Ke stared at the big and the small, not knowing how their lines were connected in a weird way.

"Okay, if the number inside is exactly the same as what you said, this bouquet of flowers will be given to you. If not, you can't snatch it from uncle."

Mao Mao hesitated for three seconds, then nodded.

The beautiful shopkeeper took the hammer and carefully smashed open the piggy bank.

Two fifties, the others are ten and five yuan, and there are one and dime coins.Mao Mao carefully counted twice, and finally counted out two hundred and three eighty cents...

The little face turned red instantly, and there were still beads of sweat on his forehead. He looked up at the man unwillingly, "Uncle, how many did you count?"

Hey, does the little guy think his head can go wrong?

"Two hundred and three dollars and eighty cents."

Mao Mao almost cried, he forgot, playing a game with Yang Yang the day before yesterday, Yang Yang lost a dime to him.

The man squatted down and looked at the little guy, "Little friend, you lost."

Maomao sniffed, willing to admit defeat in the bet, Lele taught him to be a brave man, he couldn't let Lele look down on him.

"Well. I lost."

His memory was defeated by a tiny coin.

The man suddenly smiled, helped Mao Mao put away the money, and asked the beautiful shopkeeper to take a piggy bank, put the money in it, and put it in Mao Mao's hand, "I have a friend who likes champagne roses very much. Today is a good day for her."

Maomao nodded, but he still didn't give up, "Lele also likes champagne roses very much, today is also a good day for him..."

The two of them squatted on the ground like that, staring at each other with big eyes. Finally, the corner of the man's mouth was pulled slightly, as if he was about to smile, but the smile didn't bloom, but it aroused the expectations of the onlookers.

The man took two from his bouquet, "I can't give you the whole bouquet, but two are fine."

"How much, how much?" Mao Mao was a little overjoyed.

The man casually picked up a dime in his hand, "Now, it's two hundred and three seventy cents." After finishing speaking, he patted Mao Mao's head, got up and left.

The beautiful shop owner blushed from the man's demeanor, and because he was in a good mood, he deliberately gave him a gift of Mao Man Tian Xing to wrap it up.

Xiao Ke sighed, and when she was about to pay for the piggy bank, the beautiful shopkeeper told her that the gentleman had already paid.

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Junle's task is to take a photo to show that he is a member of the crew.The reporter had long recognized that this slightly shy newcomer was someone Xu Chang had publicly defended a few days ago, so it was inevitable that he was ready to move.As soon as Junle came down, the reporters surrounded them, and the on-site staff immediately stopped them.

"Friends from the media, how can you make me, the protagonist of the survivor, feel uncomfortable chasing my zombie brothers like this?" Xu Chang came out in time to make a rescue.

There was a burst of laughter immediately at the scene, Jun Le gave him a grateful glance, smiled and waved friendlyly to these reporters, and left.

Jun Le let out a sigh of relief when he walked to the lounge.It was the first time he faced so much media head-on, and he was really nervous.

Jun Le caressed his chest, pushed open the door of the lounge, and saw that Xie Ren was riding on Qin Zhen's lap, the two of them were entwined with each other, and they were short of a real fight.

And Qin Zhen's eyes looked over just right, his calm eyes stared straight at him.

Jun Le's heart shrank suddenly, and he had already retreated outside the door in the next second.

He was going to leave just like that, but he finally looked at the sign on the door and flipped from "idle" to "in use".

Qin Zhen patted Xie Jun's butt, signaling him to finish.Xie Jun, who wanted to take Qin Zhen down in one fell swoop, blushed, and sat back on the sofa obediently.

When Qin Zhen went out, he saw the turned over sign, his eyes were dark and complicated.

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Holding a champagne rose in his hand, Gu Shuo felt vaguely familiar with that figure in the dark garage.At this moment, a child's clear and loud voice sounded, "Lele. I love you."

Although the voice is very immature, it sounds serious and cold.

Jun Le froze for a moment, did the sun come out from the west?

Seeing that Jun Le didn't respond, Maomao curled his lips, "Could it be that I don't learn well?"

Jun Lehui felt overwhelmed, hugged him into his arms, and said with a smile, "Who did you learn from?"

"Those people outside have been shouting 'Xu Chang, I love you!'" Mao Mao glanced at Jun Le's face, no one called Le Le's name, Le Le must be very disappointed.

Gu Shuo recognized the child, he couldn't help but pursed his lips, and unknowingly watched the two of them off.

Today he came to see two friends.

After the opening ceremony, Chen Ming came over with He Xiao in his arms.

Gu Shuo sent the flowers over, "I've read the new script, it's great!" As a friend, Gu Shuo also invested in this film, so He Xiao would send him any changes to the script.

He Xiao gave him a hug, and then started counting with flowers.

Gu Shuo frowned subconsciously, turned his head away, and chatted with Chen Ming, whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

"When did you return to China? How long do you plan to stay?"

Gu Shuo spread his hands, "The old man asked me to develop the domestic market. He probably wants to return to his roots."

"Huh... this is planning to stay for a long time!" Chen Ming was happy, so he brought out a bottle of wine and wanted to have a big drink with his friends.

"Drink less!" He Xiao shouted, and then she frowned and looked at Gu Shuo again, "Why is it 95 again this time?" What about the agreed 99, how long did the agreed time last?

"Last time you gave me 95 flowers, saying that the flower shop was sold out, so it's not going to be sold out this time too?" It's a lame excuse to use the same reason more than once, and even a three-year-old child can't play like this.

Gu Shuo corrected him very calmly: "It's obviously 97. Chen Ming, you should teach Xiaoxiao math, how can she count wrong every time?" An existence that can be described as an idiot in mathematics.

He Xiao roared unconvinced: "Even if it's 97, that's too little!"

Gu Shuo became more calm now, "Oh, I was robbed on the road."

Damn, why didn't you say that you were kidnapped and redeemed with two roses?