He hated the trouble this face brought and all the bad memories!
This face looks so damn similar to his biological father, the person he hates most in his life... Shao Feng!
The parents he refers to are his adoptive parents who are not related by blood: Mr. and Mrs. Si, his guardians before he became an adult.
He hated his own face, so he agreed to shoot this advertisement because the products sold in this advertisement were skin care products represented by his adoptive parents' company. If it weren't for the fact that they invested almost all their assets in this When it comes to product agency, he will never lower his profile to show off.
In fact, when it comes to withdrawing advertising, Shaoyang is indeed capable of doing it. Although his personal property is separate from that of his adoptive parents, the many properties in his name are far more than those of his adoptive parents. He is the youngest rich man in the world today.
Under the silver-blue sky, in front of the bright Antarctic iceberg fault, a man stands on the silver-white ice that is faintly swaying with the waves.
He has a handsome figure and solid muscles, and his handsome profile is vaguely visible...
"Oh... so handsome! Shaoyang, you are so handsome! My dear Ocean..." The young girl looked at the TV screen and sighed unconsciously.
However, just when the vaguely perfect profile slowly turned to the front, and she was about to see clearly what he looked like, suddenly "Ah!" the young girl shouted at an unprecedented high decibel, and a girl wearing Kitty-shaped slippers Long Legs followed the curse and started kicking the TV hard.
"I'm going to die! It's a broken TV. Where's the signal? Broadcast it for me! Broadcast it... ah!"
She let out a small scream again, just because the old and damaged TV could not bear the ravage of the jade legs, so she let out her last gasp in advance.
"It's over! There's smoke..."
The young girl got up from the bed in confusion, rushed to the bathroom in the room, ran out with a bucket of water, and then quickly used her feet to unplug the TV plug from the socket, and then poured the water...
Crack! Crack! After a small spark, the cigarette went out and the TV was destroyed.
"Damn it!" The young girl kicked the TV in frustration.
damn it! No more pocket money to buy a new TV this month! Her most beloved advertisement, the one with the super mysterious model Ocean, has been taken back because the copyright has been taken away, so it can only be broadcast until this month!
Wow... so sad!
The young girl sat dejectedly on the floor, about to lament that she might never again appreciate the ad she had seen no less than three hundred times, when BAM! boom! A violent knock on the door suddenly came.
"What's up?"
"What is it? I smell smoke in your room! Something is burnt?"
Hearing her stepmother's worried voice from behind the door, the young girl shrugged her shoulders, climbed up from the floor onto her bed, curled up in a ball and lay on the bed, and then replied in a lazier voice: "The TV is burnt. That’s all…”
"What? Burned out? Oh! Are you okay?"
"It's okay! Let me be quiet for a while..."
"Are you really okay? Can you ask your dad to buy you a new one later?" The stepmother's gentle voice could not soothe the young girl's pain of not finishing the advertisement.
"Alas..." She sighed softly, sat up and looked at herself in the mirror. She had flat facial features, slender eyes, plump lips, and a body as tall as a bamboo pole...
(End of chapter)