Do you also want to adopt Doro?

at the same time...

A female colleague passing by happened to see Huang Musong using a cigarette to drown his sorrows.

My female colleague's name is Li Ying. She's slightly older than Huang Musong; they're about the same age. As a native Beijinger, Li Ying lives in the DX district and is always driven to and from work by her boyfriend, so she has almost no work pressure.

In fact, according to Li Ying's philosophy of life, it doesn't matter whether she makes money or not.

Anyway, her family isn't short of money.

Being happy is the most important thing!

Seeing Huang Musong looking worried, Li Ying didn't need to guess; she was certain he was anxious about his financial situation.

So, Li Ying patted him on the shoulder and handed him a financial reimbursement form.

Huang Musong was quite annoyed that his smoking was disturbed, but he didn't show it.

On the one hand, Li Ying is a very good person, and there is no need for colleagues to have conflicts over trivial matters.

On the other hand, Li Ying's next words made Huang Musong too embarrassed to show his bad mood.

"Hello!"

"Go do me a favor and go downstairs to the fruit shop to buy a few dozen mangoes. I need to distribute them to my colleagues before we start work this afternoon."

"Remember to ask the store for an invoice and take it to the finance department for reimbursement."

After Li Ying finished speaking, she turned and left without pausing for even a second.

She stepped into the elevator, accompanied by Huang Musong's watchful gaze.

After Li Ying left, Huang Musong's expression visibly revealed a delighted smile.

Distributing fruit daily is one of the few employee benefits we offer!

This matter has always been handled by Li Ying; no one else has the right to do it.

Li Ying assigned me today's purchasing task. So, doesn't that mean I can... use company funds to buy a few more mangoes to take back for Duo Luo? Huang Musong thought to himself...

Purchasing goods for the company and issuing invoices for higher prices is illegal.

Buying just a few more mangoes won't hurt!

After all, the extra mangoes bought are considered as losses.

He embezzled the fire tax.

Li Ying had done this kind of thing quite often when she was a purchasing agent.

After thinking it over for a moment, Huang Musong didn't delay any longer and immediately went downstairs to buy mangoes.

It's time to get off work...

Huang Musong carried a whole backpack full of mangoes back to his rented basement apartment.

Before entering the house, he went to his neighbor Aunt Liu's house and knocked on the door to go in.

"Auntie, I took your eggs this morning, but I was in a rush to get to work and didn't have time to talk to you about it. Today the company gave out perks, and I brought back a lot of mangoes. Here, have some for you to try. I won't pay you back for the eggs, okay?"

"Oh dear! It's just two eggs, take as many as you want, why are you being so polite with your aunt? Look at you, giving me such expensive fruit, it makes me feel so embarrassed..."

Two eggs were traded for several mangoes.

I got a great deal.

Aunt Liu, with her simple and honest nature, was both embarrassed and overjoyed.

Huang Musong didn't spend too much time being polite with Aunt Liu.

He hurried back to his hut to check on Doraemon's condition.

Having spent the whole day alone in the room, Doraemon was feeling lazy. It lay on the edge of the bed like a melting marshmallow, or dozed off like a bored puppy.

Suddenly, he heard footsteps through the door, and Doraemon jumped out of bed.

"people!"

Before the door was even opened, Doraemon's calls reached Huang Musong's ears through the crack in the door.

As the door opened fully...

In front of Huang Musong, Duoluo raised its hands high and jumped around happily. The tuft of hair on its head also swayed and bounced along with it.

Nothing makes Doraemon happier than the safe return of his loved ones!

In the past, after a day's work, Huang Musong would collapse onto the bed like a dead donkey to rest.

This time, although I was physically tired, I was full of energy.

Huang Musong smiled and closed the door to go inside.

Rub Doro's head a little harder.

Gently pat its chubby body.

As a chibi-style anime creature, Doraemon's size is very similar to that of a pet dog.

After being patted a few times, it was treated more like a dog, but Doro didn't mind.

Instead, it became even more excited and started dancing its clumsy dance.

The combination of music from the tablet and Doro's dance makes for a rather interesting experience!

"call……"

With a long sigh of relief, Huang Musong felt as if he had been healed by Doraemon in an instant.

His energy is increasing.

After sitting down on the edge of the bed and catching his breath, his strength gradually returned, and he handed the heavy backpack to Doraemon.

"Guess what's inside?"

Huang Musong said to the dancing Doraemon.

His expression was meaningful, his gaze deep, and the words "There's a surprise" seemed to be written all over his face.

Doraemon couldn't help but react like a curious child.

However, before guessing the answer, Doraemon has something important to say.

It quickly hopped and skipped to the bedside.

The next moment, Doraemon struggled to pull a large basket of wet clothes out from under the bed.

The clothes smelled faintly of laundry detergent.

"Hehe~"

Doro puffed out his little chest, revealing two large front teeth, and said with a smile, "Hey! After you left, I didn't have much to do. So, I washed all your smelly clothes for you, but..."

"Your clothes are all so big and heavy!"

"You'll need to hang it up to dry yourself."

While explaining, Duoluo picked up the half-damp T-shirt and stuffed it into Huang Musong's arms.

For a moment, Huang Musong was stunned and couldn't say anything for a long time.

How long has it been?

It seems that he has been living in the school dormitory since he started junior high school.

As boarding students, they have to wash their own clothes, and their parents can't be there to take care of them.

After that, I went to high school, university, and started working...

I wash all my clothes and socks myself.

Until today, when someone suddenly offered to do his laundry, Huang Musong felt a sore throat for some reason.

His eyes looked like they had sand in them.

I don't want to cry in front of Doraemon, especially tears of emotion; it would be too embarrassing to let them flow.

Huang Musong quickly took deep breaths to calm himself down.

Gradually, he calmed down and praised Doraemon with a smile, his eyes narrowed.

"I knew you'd do my laundry!"

"Here you go? I've prepared a reward for you too. Guess what it is?"

"It's something you'll like to eat..."

Huang Musong spoke mysteriously.

Before he could finish speaking, Doraemon, filled with intense anticipation for the surprise, couldn't help but interrupt and guess, "It must be Oh Runji!"

"No," Huang Musong shook his head.

"Isn't it O-Runji?" Doro frowned slightly, looking somewhat disappointed.

"It tastes even better than oranges..."

Huang Musong deliberately prolonged the sound to add an air of mystery.

Upon hearing this, Doraemon stared blankly, his gaze gradually gaining weight and settling heavily on the backpack.

It really couldn't guess what good things the person would bring back.

So, what exactly is this "good stuff"?

Doraemon was getting impatient with anticipation.

Admiring Doraemon's adorable and playful appearance, Huang Musong stopped teasing it and then opened his backpack.

"Swish"

As the zipper unfolds...

The rich, fragrant aroma of mangoes filled the air.

Within seconds, the entire small room was filled with the aroma of mangoes.

Upon seeing the bright yellow mangoes, Doraemon's pupils sparkled with excitement: "They're even bigger and fresher, a different variety!"

"You went out to work, and not only did you not get hurt, you also brought back an even better one, Runji."

"Wow! You're amazing!"

As he spoke, Doraemon gazed at him with an expression of devout worship.

Huang Musong smiled slightly, pinched Duoluo's cheek, and explained, "This fruit is called mango, and it's different from Orunji. Mangoes are sweeter and juicier than Orunji."

After speaking, he took out a peeler and began peeling the mango.

The peeled mangoes have an even stronger aroma, making Doraemon's mouth water.

Glug glug...

Its stomach also started rumbling.

Huang Musong was completely bewildered. "I clearly bought lunch for Duoluo at noon, and it's not even six o'clock yet, is it hungry again?"

Doro shouldn't be able to eat that much!

With a sense of doubt, Huang Musong glanced at the small cabinet by the bedside and realized that his lunch delivery had not been opened.

Doro's attention followed his gaze to the takeout.

It did not wait for Huang Musong to speak again.

With its chubby body, it waddled over to the lunch delivery and carefully untied the plastic bag.

"people!"

"I almost forgot to tell you."

"These are my spoils for today. Aren't I amazing?"

Doro proudly tilted his head back and boasted.

It doesn't understand what food delivery is yet.

It thought that it had stolen the lunch delivery from the Minions.

Although it is wrong to steal other people's food.

but!

Doro wanted to share its spoils with someone (Huang Musong).

Having a vague understanding of Doro's thoughts, Huang Musong didn't say much, nor did he explain the concept of takeout.

Let it misunderstand for now.

After all, leaving Doraemon alone in the room today would surely be a lonely experience.

Huang Musong couldn't bear to spoil its good mood.

"Let's start eating dinner together!"

Handing the mango to Duoluo, Huang Musong brought over a small dining table and opened the box of the long-cold fried chicken takeout.

For dinner today, we had cold fried chicken with mango, and Doro was extremely happy with it.