Cannon Fodder Dad Dressed As A Baby

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    The broker got into Tangerine, and the original brokerage company knew it was wrong, so they contacted Zhou Congee and terminated the contract with him without asking for liquidated damages.

    Zhou Congee doesn't have many existing endorsements, and there is only one variety show, all of which are transferred to his own name.

    Let's get together and get together, don't pursue it anymore.

    Zhou porridge is not a disadvantage.

    Hearing that Zhou Porridge had terminated his contract with the company, several big-name entertainment companies also contacted him through various means and offered him generous terms.

    After getting the contract from the company, Zhou Porridge also began to think about what he would do next, should he continue to stay in the entertainment industry?

    Although he doesn't remember the past, he seems to have retained some muscle memory. He can act, and his sense of variety and camera seems to be innate.

    As for singing and dancing...

    singing should be okay, as for dancing...the damn "Original Owner" eats too much and is lazy all day, daydreaming, and now he is lying on the bed every day, waiting for Cui Feng to feed him, and he himself feels that he has grown round.

    Zhou Conge put down the potato chips in his hand, tied the bag tightly, got up angrily, rushed into Cui Feng's fitness room, and started exercising crazily.

    The fitness trainer Cui Feng instructed carefully, and patted him on the back: "Lift up, don't bend your waist."

    Zhou Porridge's arms were trembling: "Don't touch me, woo woo."

    Bubble lay beside him: "Daddy, I I will too."

    "You little fat fish, your little belly is stuck to the floor."

    Pao Pao tried hard to hold back her stomach: "No."

    Ten minutes later, Zhou Congee was urgently transferred to the sofa by Cui Feng because of arm cramps , Squeeze your arm.

    Bubble lay beside him, cupped his face, and looked at him seriously: "Dad, you are the little fat fish."

    "Shut up." Zhou Conge cried, he is a rookie.

    Cui Feng squeezed his arm to help him relax, and said calmly: "I invested the money you saved before you left, and now it has been doubled, so you can retire directly for retirement." "How many times

    ! Shocked, Zhou Porridge counted his bank card balance.

    God!

    Zhou Congee lay flat directly: "Then I won't go out to work again."

    "Okay."

    But it always felt a little bad, Zhou Congee thought about it, sat up straight, and looked at him seriously: "Mr. Cui, Mrs. Cui Is there no entertainment industry? How about it? Do you want to try to enter the entertainment circle?"

    Cui Feng said: "Cui's is preparing an entertainment company, do you want to go?"

    Zhou Congee smiled at him: "Can I? I have this Is it an honor to be the company's first artist?"

    Zhou Congee looked at him expectantly, with "sign me, sign me" written all over her face!

    Cui Feng nodded: "Yes, I'll let them go through the process." "

    It's more convenient to take me directly to the company." Zhou Congee's arm no longer cramped, "I'll go in the afternoon!"

    Pao Pao immediately stuck to his father: "I Go too!"