Sang Wanzhou's heart trembled slightly.

His face still nodded calmly: "Yes." Thank you."

The atmosphere in the shop is a little heavy.

Song Nanchen immediately came out to warm up: "Hahahaha, I didn't expect you to be a very polite and polite person, sure enough, the rumors on the Internet are not credible, and after contacting it, I found that you are completely different from what is said on the Internet."

Sang Wanzhou smiled bitterly and shook his head: "What is said on the Internet is actually partly true."

He looked up at the faintly glowing sky.

said leisurely: "I have a big temper, play a big name, scold the little actor and cry, and scold the brand, it's all me, and it's all right."

At this time, Song Nanchen didn't know how to continue.

Now in front of the camera, he actually admitted his black material.

Although quite frankly.

But I have to say, it's really courageous.

How many artists can calmly face their black material in front of the camera?

No.

There should be only one person in the entire entertainment industry, Sang Wanzhou.

[What is Sang Wanzhou doing? Self-exposure of black material? So ruthless? Is this really not wanting to mix in the entertainment industry? 】

[Wow, although I have known these for a long time, it still feels amazing to admit and say it from his mouth, and there should be few celebrities who dare to be like him. 】

[Courage is commendable, but we already know this, it can't be that your brother is also in the entertainment industry, right? ] 】

Sang Wanzhou was like opening the conversation gate, "I once fell into a trough, regardless of the outside world's voices, no matter anyone's evaluation, willfulness, self-willedness, and an indifferent attitude towards everything."

"But I now find out that such a mentality can lead to worse consequences, and irreparable consequences, I have already suffered two losses, but only three, and I will not suffer a third time."

Suffer?

Song Nanchen looked puzzled.

Is he referring to the kidnapping of Xiao Fubao?

That's just once.

Where did it come from twice?

Seeing that Sang Wanzhou didn't continue, he didn't continue to ask the bottom of the matter.

In this entertainment industry, who doesn't have a little bit of their own secrets.

Don't ask, don't say, don't spread rumors, don't believe rumors, is the best way to survive in the entertainment industry.

Fifteen minutes later, Ji Yucheng came down with the three cubs and replaced them with breakfast.

It's almost dawn.

People have already begun to pass by on the road.

No, all of a sudden, there were guests coming to the door.

"Grandma!" Xiao Fubao looked very excited.

The person who came was the first guest on the first day.

Xiao Fubao still remembers it clearly.

"Huh. Doll, why haven't you opened the door for the past three days? My grandson clamored for peanut buns every day, and you didn't open the door, so I went elsewhere to buy them for him, but it didn't suit his taste, and it made me sad to death."

Xiao Fubao scratched his head embarrassedly: "Fubao was sick a few days ago, so I went to the hospital to see a doctor, grandma, what are you going to eat today?"

"Then give me two peanut buns, a meat bun, and a cup of soy milk."

"Okay." Ji Yucheng skillfully packed the buns, and just wanted to say the price, when he suddenly paused, turned his head to look at Xiao Fubao and asked, "What is the price of your buns?"

Xiao Fubao tilted his head and thought, "The meat bun and the siu mai are both three pieces, the red bean bun and the peanut bun are both two pieces and five, and the soy milk is five pieces."

"That is, thirteen pieces in total."