Chapter 812: Sales Pitch (37)

Blue Mandala: Pitch (Varu Araan)

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I opened the door for my son to continue sleeping, and my son turned on the computer to play games, but I didn't expect my husband to come home on his hind feet.

"Let's get it right!" said my husband. He opened the door fairly quickly, and his son didn't have time to exit.

Seeing that I didn't get up to pick up the driver, he immediately started cooking dinner, and even said an amazing sentence: "The belt of trousers is too tight to be a big deal these days!"

In these years, the husband thinks that his wife's trouser belt is too tight to become a big deal? Then divorce his wife, find a young and beautiful one with a loose trouser belt to be a secretary and wife, and then take a break if he is tired and tired after becoming a big event, and find a younger and more beautiful Jinwu to have children. This is the ideal state of a successful man.

Without a woman's successor, how can there be a man's great achievements or hundreds of millions of family properties, and it is very benevolent to be able to give a piece of the pie to the ex-wives who are not tired to death. It can even be said that being able to be taken off and save her life is a woman's blessing.

It was a time of materialism, and it took me ten years for a moderately qualified person like my husband to quench his ambitions, and at that moment I had a sadness similar to that of Jesus: he was living in a way that God did not please.

Two people in a marriage should be on the same moral level, otherwise, can they continue to maintain nothing but respect each other?

I gave up my dream of finding a soul mate online, probably because I was too narrow-minded to have a heart-to-heart match. People are living in a way I don't like, and it's hard for me to give up my principles and cater to others.

I remember someone sending me a picture of a naked woman, saying a lot of apologies, asking me to forgive me and ignore him, and I said "thank you for making me change my mind", in fact, it felt like finding a fly in the middle of a meal, and it can never be forgotten. If you're not sure about your real name or gender, it's better to let me see my ID card!

My husband said: This is the real man, the kind you are looking for, no!

Later, someone posted a cartoon made of zuò, the content of which is that the sister teaches the younger brother**, and the subtitles also say that every boy has this kind of dream.

Because I didn't know how to blacken it at that time, it became more and more unsightly.

The book friend "flew through the fog" and told me: "Dragged into the blacklist", it turned out that it was solved after a delay. As a token of appreciation, I went to post a review of his book. I didn't expect someone to abuse him at the time, and at the same time, he was very public, and the lowest score made his average score become 2 points, so I left a message saying that I brushed it (a bit of a feeling of two ribs), and I remember to hit the highest score every day, but I didn't expect it to be difficult to pull the average score to 3 points, but I insisted for a long time and finally did it. I really don't know how the more than 600 lowest scores were brushed. I probably registered a lot of numbers, and I used my mobile phone and computer, and kept logging in, right?

People who are whole people should waste time when their own interests are threatened, right? What kind of threat can we pose when we publish novels? It is not necessary for authors to add VIP to each other to grab the ranking to have income? We all have no V, and we work completely without compensation, and it is impossible to hinder others, let alone the interests of the website. After thinking about it, it's more likely that you will offend netizens when chatting, right?

So, wouldn't it be better not to chat? Blocked all Q groups, and only took the initiative to send links in their own groups after the update. Two weeks later, one author group after another was gradually removed, and from then on, an ideological revolution caused by chatting ended.

I went back to my old life, and I waited for the quiet years to be separated...... In the blink of an eye, a hundred years have passed...... Like my great-grandmother, I said: I have never failed anyone, they left me on their own!