Depth of pampering: Poison tongue son loli mother

"I said don't mention her."

Han Lie was as cold as talking about a stranger who had nothing to do with him, turned his face and looked out the window, his handsome face was covered with fog, and no one could see his expression clearly.

"I don't have such a... slavish mother."

His cold heart throbbed slightly, thinking of that cowardly and humble face, he would always only beg for alms from men to survive.

Those unforgettable memories of the past would involuntarily come to mind, and even his arrogance was torn apart and trampled on at will.

"Okay..." Fang Zhan was very helpless, but he also understood that the pain he had accumulated for many years would not be relieved overnight, "Then don't talk about these things. I heard that your corporate image advertisement for this year has not yet been finalized. This is the company's You don't have any candidates for the main project of the year?"

"Well, it's a common practice for many companies to invite female celebrities to endorse them. Although they can quickly attract attention, it's a pity that the image of female celebrities is still not deep enough to reflect the connotation and professionalism of GR. Business people are invited, but they lack the necessary influence. And What I want is an ad that is creative, eye-catching, and that can hit the nail on the head with the extraordinary quality of GR."

Han Lie has strict requirements on the company's affairs, and everything must be the best, and flaws cannot be tolerated.

For the annual advertising endorsement, the advertising department has submitted many proposals, all of which were rejected by him.

"Your requirements are still so demanding, and you pursue the ultimate perfection. However, subverting the tradition is indeed a new way of thinking. The current established companies are too lacking in innovation and stick to the rules."

Fang Zhan seemed to think of something, his eyes lit up, and he clapped his hands.

"By the way, I was bored when I came back by plane. I accidentally watched a domestic program. There is a very special candidate. I want to recommend it to you."

Fang Zhan opened his laptop and took out a picture.

Han Lie's face turned black all of a sudden: "A child? Are you kidding me, let an innocent little guy be the image spokesperson of a big company? Zhan, you don't know how to play with women too much, your brain is not normal, right? !"

"I like to poach my sore spots." Fang Zhan vomited blood, "Don't deny it so quickly, go back and watch the video about him, and you will understand that I am not joking. This little boy's aura is really amazing."

Seeing his serious attitude, Han Lie nodded.

At this moment, the car body swayed suddenly, and the driver's terrified apology came from the front: "I'm sorry, President, a woman who didn't know what to do just jumped in."

Fang Zhan suddenly became interested, and raised his eyebrows: "Ha, you are so brave, you dare to compete with the Rolls-Royce Phantom, don't you want to live, I want to see what kind of superpower this woman is."

He asked the driver to raise the front barrier, and when he looked forward, an incredible expression suddenly appeared on his face, his eyes were protruding, he was holding his breath, and he looked constipated.

"Hahaha..." Then he laughed crazily, he slumped on the sofa, rubbing his stomach in a shapeless manner.

"Are you crazy? As for laughing so badly!" Han Lie's face darkened even more. He had never seen his friend laughing out of style like this, and he was very puzzled.

"Oh, my stomach hurts from laughing, I'm dying."

Fang Zhan pointed at the car in front of him staggeringly, still laughing.

"Lie, come and take a look, the clown in front of me almost killed me from laughing, haha, I didn't expect that the sense of humor of Chinese people is stronger than that of Westerners."