Transmigrated & Triumphant: Defying Destiny's Chosen One-Chapter 652 - 1: Such a Big Little Yellow_3

As for the spokesperson...

The orderly chuckled awkwardly, "I read on Weibo that the winner of this talent show will get to endorse a certain single product from Hanqi Smart Home. The Chen Ningbai you just watched is currently the hot favorite to win."

Chu River became cautious—

"Are today’s celebrities asking for really high prices?"

Orderly: ???

"Quite expensive,"

The person said honestly, "Though I’m not too sure, but it’s been heard that there were people who got a hundred million in earnings before, so it’s definitely not cheap."

Chu River slapped the table, "How is this wastrel looking at the company? You can’t waste money like this!"

Does she really need to hire a spokesperson for the things she makes?

Are they looking down on her, Chu Fa Da?

The orderly then recalled the biggest charity project of Hanqi Smart Home – Mechanical Limb, and understood immediately.

It must be because of the charity work leading to financial loss, so even though the Cleaning Circle sells like hotcakes, the company still doesn’t have extra money to hire celebrities...

This is the great love of a researcher!

And the social responsibility of a company head!

Thinking of this, the orderly quickly said, "I just learned how to make charcoal-grilled pork belly on PiliPili. Want to try it tonight?"

Pork belly?

Chu River had already looked up, "Bring it here quickly!"

Chu River was constantly munching on sunflower seeds, watching the Cleaning Circle in front of her expand its body, wrapping the scattered seed shells on the floor larger and larger until it finally "poof" dumped them into the trash can...

She suddenly realized—

It’s understandable for Chang Geng to be busy.

But what about Little Yellow? Where did her big Little Yellow go?!

...

Little Yellow was at home writing a will.

Writing, gritting his teeth, crying, and marking the money in his bank card, putting it together with his will...

After making copies of his will and hiding them in several places, even the back of the bedside table wasn’t left out, he finally wiped his tears, puffed out his chest, and rode his electric scooter to the villa!

The winds whistled as Little Yellow rode, a heroic aura emanating even from his back.

Villa complex.

Chu River had just received her takeout when Little Yellow arrived.

She couldn’t help but sigh, "Why aren’t you proactive anymore? Otherwise, you could have brought me another serving of grilled cold noodles on the way."

In the 70s, no matter how good Da Dan’s skills were, if you couldn’t eat the street food, you just couldn’t have it.

Even if Da Dan made it according to her description, it still missed a bit of flavor, lacking the soul.

Now in front of her was a full table, the computer screen facing Chu River, still fast-forwarding. The talent show live stream had ended, and what was automatically playing now was the previous online version.

The girls were singing and dancing, bustling with excitement.

And Little Yellow stood there, staring fiercely at Chu River, then suddenly walked over, whispering angrily:

"Where did you take my big sister head?"

It was meant to be a fierce question, but halfway through the thought of his big sister head being swapped silently like the Prince and the Pauper, he felt so aggrieved that he started to cry again.

At this moment.

Tears and snot were pouring down as Chu River looked at the bowl of rice noodles, losing her appetite.

The Cleaning Circle on the table hesitated repeatedly at the edge of some unidentified liquid, extending its tentacle and pulling back... ultimately failing to make a decision.

And Chu River pushed the bowl away.

Then slapped across.

"Do you want a beating?!"

The slapped Little Yellow maintained a sideways pose, yet his expression was rigid.

In front.

Chu River was glaring fiercely at him.

And Little Yellow, making an "awooh" sound, immediately grabbed a wad of tissue to wipe his runny nose and tears:

"Sis, why didn’t you tell me? I was so scared when you didn’t say anything after coming back... boo hoo..."

Chu River stared at him, her gaze odd, "How did you... find out?"

A Biochemical Man is exactly like a human in all but not having autonomous thought.

Both personality emotions and past experiences can be programmatically edited, exhibiting behavior based strictly on logic after loading.

If not for absolute assurance, Chang Geng wouldn’t have made it intentionally. 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

And now, Little Yellow found out?

Little Yellow was sobbing and sniffling, the orderly in the kitchen perked up his ears, hoping to hear a groundbreaking scoop.

And with a head of messy, colorful hair, Little Yellow murmured, "The old you didn’t eat much."

"Not only ate less but also wasn’t picky!"

"Nonsense!" Chu River glared at him, "I’m not picky!"

Little Yellow didn’t believe it—

"With chips, you only like cucumber and lime flavors, duck necks only the black and ninety-nine ones, beef jerky only the store brand, pickled chicken feet only one brand..."

Pshaw!

Chu River firmly wouldn’t admit, "I eat other brands too!"

Little Yellow looked at her, "But you always pick them before buying."

It’s just that the picking was too fast and casual; she exhibited no resistance while eating, so it went unnoticed.