Chapter 491: The Fierce Battle

F*ck!

He's an expert!

Both He Miaomiao and Fu Yushi were shocked when they heard this, and the same thought popped up in their minds.

As for the cannon bore...

Sob, sob, how manly!

Their eyes were filled with peach blossoms, and they held their hearts with both hands. They could barely hold on to their hips.

Miss He and Fu Yushi began to reflect on whether they shouldn't have gone overboard in front of Wang Wang?

However, they had no choice but to shoot the arrow. At the same time, they wanted to see who Wang Yan was more inclined to, so they gritted their teeth and silently prepared to continue.

As for Na Wu...

The guilt only lasted for a short moment before it was immediately pushed out of her mind.

She even thought to herself, "The pancakes with scallions wrapped in them are so delicious. What if Wang Wang also falls in love with them?"

Today, I will let you experience the charm of scallions!

Hehehehe, it's better to have fun together than to have fun alone!

In the atmosphere of each with their own ulterior motives, the chef began to spread the pancakes and prepare the dishes.

Originally, the atmosphere at this moment should be quite awkward.

But it just so happened that the crew had also come to pick up the lunchbox. The liveliness of the crew diluted the unnaturalness of the present situation, giving Young Master Wang even more work to do.

Other than the coolie who was carrying the lunchboxes, Wang Muye and the production assistant were escorting a middle-aged fat man to the dining car.

The middle-aged fat man was Manager Tang of the satellite TV station.

Manager Tang stuck out his belly and raised his chin, pointing and pointing at Wang Muye.

"Little Wang, your intentions are good, but there was no such thing in the agreement. Aren't you giving us trouble?"

"Yes, yes, yes. In fact, we were quite surprised as well. It was mainly due to Producer Wang's friend who came to visit us. We didn't know about it beforehand."

"Sigh, it's already very nice of us to let you guys take up the road to film. Do you know how many things I have to coordinate here?"

"Thank you, thank you! Didn't I immediately think of you the moment I found something good?"

"Tch!"

Manager Tang was a little disdainful.

"It's just 150 bento boxes, what something good... But the main point of friendship is that you guys have the heart. Alright, pay more attention to hygiene. Just don't make a mess. We're all working for others, I don't want to make things difficult for you guys."

"Don't worry, don't worry about it in the future!"

Wang Muye smiled and nodded repeatedly.

Manager Tang also nodded, but in a very arrogant manner.

The satellite TV station was used to being high and mighty. Manager Tang, who worked in the administrative system, was fond of talking to Zi Tao.

As for publicity, only the hosting system and the group of producers paid attention to it. Those who worked in the administrative system did not care about it at all.

Not to mention, Wang Yan was a small director without much background.

So what if he had some connections with the station's higher-ups?

If he didn't have to take the same route, there was no need to curry favor with him.

It was just a small matter of borrowing the venue for a day. Manager Tang had never paid much attention to it before, and he actually secretly disapproved of the young Wang Yan.

When he came to the parking lot and saw that the scene was ten times more lively than he had expected, he immediately frowned in displeasure.

"Young people are really lacking in consideration when it comes to handling matters. In the parking lot of satellite TV, there are so many big leaders walking back and forth. You guys are making such a ruckus here. is that reasonable? Where's Director Little Wang? He's just fooling around!"

When he got closer and saw the extremely rich Mercedes-Benz dining car, he was suddenly a little stunned.

"Huh? This car is not bad... I think I've heard of it somewhere before."

Just then, the marketing assistant was organizing the employees to move the lunchboxes when a group of old foxes from the film crew suddenly shouted in surprise.

"Wow, Director Wang, the food today is too overbearing, right?"

Wang Yan glanced at it and was equally astonished.

The double-layered biodegradable lunch box contained half a kilogram of crystal clear rice on the lower layer, a pile of crab roe next to it, and fried mushrooms with preserved meat next to it.

The young master didn't know what was so special about the crab roe, but he could recognize that the mushrooms were matsutake.

Er, a few hundred yuan per catty, that was all.

The upper layer of the lunch box was even richer. There was a crab leg vegetable salad, a braised abalone, a whole piece of Kobe beef that was fried golden yellow, tender Choy Sum, bamboo shoot, stir-fried fungus, and a seafood eight-treasure soup.

The lunch box had the appearance, smell, and taste. It looked expensive and delicious.

Miss He didn't look pleased with herself, but she introduced it to Brother Wang Yan Like a little girl showing off.

"The rice is Dongbei Wuchang Rice, the best kind. It's more than 100 yuan per kilogram."

Damn!

Even I don't have a channel to buy it. The most expensive one on the internet is only more than 80 yuan per kilogram.

"That bald butter is the crab roe of Yangcheng Lake hairy crab. I need three 4-2 female crabs for this one. It's fried with the lard of the Netease black pig. It's super good for eating with rice!"

Yangcheng Lake hairy crab?

If it was in a restaurant, this spoonful of crab roe would be sold for at least 4000 yuan!

"Kobe beef of the grade A4. No matter how high status I am, I can't get that much. Don't mind it."

Stop, stop, stop!

I've bought A5 Kobe beef before, but I've never heard of using something as luxurious as that to make boxed lunch. A4 is already extravagant enough, okay?

"Stir-fried preserved meat with pine mushrooms. It's a classic of Hunan cuisine. It's not expensive."

If pine mushrooms aren't expensive...

Then there aren't any expensive mushrooms!

"The king crab salad isn't that impressive. After adding two crab legs to a big bowl, the rest of those vegetables are all grown in our own garden. They're just regular garden greens!"

Miss He did not show any intention of introducing the remaining abalone, stir-fry, and seafood soup.

Obviously, in her eyes, those things were not worth mentioning at all.

But in the eyes of outsiders...

The first thing that the crew's manager saw was the not-so-small-sized braised abalone, and his eyes widened on the spot.

When they heard Miss He's introduction clearly, Manager Tang and Wang Muye of the satellite TV station were dumbfounded.

Wang Muye was just a poor little director who hadn't seen much of the world, but Manager Tang was different.

However, even though he had eaten all kinds of delicacies, he was still shocked by Miss He's generosity.

A box lunch that costs more than 2,000 yuan per serving...

Not to mention eating, have you ever heard of something like this?

This wasn't a special edition bento for some big bosses, but a large-scale "daily" meal distributed to the staff.

'Rich' was just one word, and this sister would only say it once!

"Director Wang, this generous gift of yours... How can you be so shameless?"

Manager Tang was a little numb. She rubbed her hands together, and her smile was warm with a hint of humility.

Her aggressive attitude just now seemed like an illusion.

The more experienced one was, the more they were convinced of money and power.

Miss He's super-deluxe bento was representative of money, and the local accent of Miss He and her gorgeous friends undoubtedly represented a rather high-level network of power.

At first, Manager Tang only thought that Wang Yan was a small director with a small background.

From the film lineup and the early promotion, it could be seen that the film crew was unprofessional and shabby. In short, it did not look like they were big shots in the industry.

Now that this stick was hammered down, Whoa, it gave him a shock!

Spending millions of dollars to put bento boxes for the film crew, was this a f*cking human thing to do?

Manager Tang couldn't wait to kneel down and kowtow to Miss He -- Sis, do you still need an errand boy at home?

There's no need for anything else, just give me an R8 for the grocery cart.

Young Master Wang glanced at He Miaomiao. Miss He's face was filled with "Praise me, praise me". Wang Yan almost couldn't hold back his expression and was completely dumbfounded.

Not to mention Manager Tang, who looked like he had never seen the world before, Wang Yan was actually not that much better.

A few million yuan worth of boxed lunches, are you crazy?

Actually, today was really an accident. It could really be considered a coincidence.

It was Miss Tang's birthday, and she had a hotel at home. There was no need for the extra effort in the purchase of ingredients and cooking, so she could do whatever she wanted with extravagance!

Anyway, as she also needed to use it for her own banquet, she just needed to prepare more of these ingredients.

If she were to calculate it according to the market price, the value of this boxed lunch would be around 5,000 yuan or more.

But if the cost was really calculated, it would be much cheaper.

Yes, the labor, materials, material resources, and losses would all be transferred to her father's hotel. The young miss dared to say that the cost of this box of food was just a matter of talking.

Although it was still very extravagant, wasn't this a special day?

Actually, even the landlord's family didn't live like this every day.

The main reason was that the young Miss He was wholeheartedly trying to boost Wang Yan's popularity, wanting to share her birthday joy with the dog. Coincidentally, the family was preparing the dishes, so they created such a big scene.

It blew up.

Manager Tang was arrogant and respectful, but Young Master Wang was not in the mood to care.

Sigh, my head hurts.

"Manager Tang, you're too polite. I'm just borrowing the flowers to offer Buddha. Quickly let your staff carry it, don't let the dishes get cold."

He said perfunctorily and turned to face He Miaomiao.

"You picked the dishes really well! With your help, our production team will have a good meal today during the New Year. I thank you on their behalf."

One must not complain about Miss He's hospitality.

The correct response was just two words -- whether you liked it or not.

Praise would be enough.

As for how to make up for this favor later... how about returning it with a body?

A body was a sacrifice, so everyone must not misunderstand.

Miss He was so flattered that she burst into laughter. Her eyes were curved like crescent moons, and she pretended to be modest.

"Actually, it's nothing much. I can do it at home. It's convenient and hygienic... You're my good friend. It's such a big deal for you to make a movie. Of course, I'll do my best to support you!"

This support was too awesome.

Looking at the crew members, from Wang Muye to the lighting assistant and handyman at the bottom, they looked at director Wang as if they were looking at a god.

Where was Manager Tang?

He was left to the side, but he smiled with a calm expression, looking at ease.

Seeing that Wang Yan had no intention of introducing himself, Manager Tang took the initiative to strike up a conversation.

"This classmate, Director Wang is here to thank you on behalf of his crew. I want to represent all the staff of our satellite TV station to express our sincere gratitude to you. This gift is really too surprising, I really can't imagine it... also, what's your name?"

In front of the middle-aged fat man, Miss He's smile was very reserved.

"My surname is He."

With just these three words, she couldn't even be bothered to look at him.

Manager Tang's eyes lit up.

"May I ask if your father is President He of Beichen Intercontinental Hotel?"

Miss He frowned slightly and replied, "Yes, that hotel is indeed my father's property."

This response was so blunt that people couldn't understand anything.

But Wang Yan, with her understanding of Miss He, realized the subtlety.

It was obvious that she wasn't satisfied.

What she was dissatisfied with was that she didn't agree with the title that Fatty Tang had placed in the front when he addressed his biological father.

To use the simplest example -- when we introduced Ma Yun, we would say that this was President Ma, who founded Alibaba, and not President Ma, who founded Taiji Chan International Cultural Development Co., Ltd.

When introducing a celebrity, the prefix in front of it must be the person's proudest and greatest achievement.

The crispy bread that wrote "The life-style Prince Charming" and the short and fast bread that fell on the street, which one is pleasing to the ear, do you even need to ask?

Miss He's dissatisfaction laid here.

Thus, the success gave Young Master Wang a shock.

Oh my God!

Beichen Intercontinental Hotel was already one of the most famous five-star luxury hotels in Star City. Was this not enough of an introduction?

This future brother of mine is even more awesome than I imagined.

Maybe I'll be able to meet him today. I'm getting a little excited.

Manager Tang also understood and immediately changed his words.

"So it's the daughter of Star City Chamber of Commerce President He. Oh, nice to meet you! My Directing Senior Leader has a good relationship with President He. He must be very happy to receive your lunchbox today! Miss He, do you want to go up and take a seat?"

Take a seat your mother!

Do you have any discerning eyes?

Where would I find the time!

He Miaomiao couldn't be bothered to roll her eyes. She turned her head to look at Wang Yan.

Brother Wang Yan immediately helped to send the guest off.

"Manager Tang, Look, this lunch box is going to get cold if we don't send it up..."

"Oh my, oh my, that's right, blame me, blame me!"

Manager Tang slapped his forehead and stopped pestering her. The five or six of them called out to the employees and carried it back.

One large incubator could only hold 20 bento sets, and a total of eight incubators were used to hold all of them. The group of people walked back in a huff.

Before they left, they warmly thanked director Wang.

"Director Wang, don't worry about filming. If there's anything, just give me a call and I'll handle it! I don't need to thank you for your hospitality. I, Old Tang, will acknowledge you as a friend!"

When they came, they didn't see him acknowledge them. When the money was thrown down, it was as if they were seeing their own father.

Unfortunately, the young master still could not be bothered with him.

Even if he still had to deal with the satellite TV station in the future, whether it was An Xiaofang or Miss He, they were all high-ranking officials. There was no need to coddle a small office manager.

Things in this world were just so wonderful.

When they came, they looked at each other and hated each other. When they left, one licked and the other was disgusted.

But this didn't affect those who wanted to lick.

I have the ability to pay... No, it's my girl who has the ability to pay. If you don't accept it, can you?

Not only did Manager Tang accept it, but he also did so happily.

As he walked back, he started to think in his mind -- how should he divide this lunchbox?

All the leaders, connections, the most capable producers, and hosts in the station... After each of them was given a portion, there would still be leftovers.

Who would they use the rest to please or to beat up?

The middle-aged fat man was left with both happiness and worry. Wang Muye and the others returned with a belly full of blissful gossip. All that was left was the cockfighting and the duck king.

Fu Yushi and Na Wu did not speak for a long time. They hid far away, wishing they could hide for a while.

It was not that our army was not strong, but that the enemy army was indeed really strong!

Even after hiding for a long time, they still could not escape He Miaomiao's triumphant look.

Hmph!

So what if they came from Beijing?

Have you guys seen it?

Fu Yushi and Na Wu did not say a word. Facing Lady He's overbearing aura, which was similar to Wang Wang's, they really could not muster up their courage.

At the crucial moment, a fragrant smell spread out and was mixed with a burnt smell.

The pancakes were ready.

Uh, no, the pancakes are getting old.

Na Wu's eyes lit up and her aura rose.

"Come, Sister Jin, I'll treat you to some pancakes!"

I haven't seen your luxurious boxed lunch before, but who do you think you are?

Just you wait!

Na Wu rolled up her sleeves and rushed into the dining car. She started to point at the master chef.

"Master, master, turn the pancake over and fry it for a little longer!"

The grand executive chef was sweating profusely from just flipping a pancake over.

"Little girl, if you continue to fry it, it will be burnt..."

"Yes! I just want it to be burnt!"

Looking at the pancake that was not only golden in color but also had many areas that had turned gray and black, the chef gritted his teeth and flipped it over four more times.

"Then what? Is it time to spread the eggs?"

Na Wu waved her hand aggressively. "No eggs! What eggs? Hard-core pancakes don't need those!"

The chef was sweating even more.

"What kind of supplementary ingredients do you put in there? Tell me, I'll clean it up."

"Is there any sauce?"

"Yes, there is, all kinds of expensive..."

"I don't want those empty-headed people! Just Dongbei soy sauce, raw, give me a layer of that!"

(° ー °)

The master endured the trembling of his liver and silently brushed a layer of raw sauce over it.

"And then?"

Na Wu picked up a shallot that she had already aimed at. The root of the shallot was as thick as a child's wrist, and its leaves were 1.5 meters long.

"Here!"

She handed it to the master.

"Cut the shallot or the leaves? There's some in the basin..."

Before the master finished his sentence, Na Wu waved her hand heroically.

"What's there to cut? Just remove the green onion leaves and roll the whole green onion along with the white root into the pancake. Done!"

What kind of dark cuisine was this?

The master chef, the Western Restaurant Master, and the Sushi Master were all dumbfounded. They were all dumbstruck.

When Na Wu saw that the other party was not going to make a move, she decided to do it herself. She gestured the length of the pancake and chopped off more than half of the green onion leaves with a knife. The remaining green onion, which was about 30 centimeters long, was placed into the pancake.

She started rolling.

The finished product... there was no need to describe it. Just the thought of it was enough to tell what it was like.

Na Wu waved her hand casually twice, and the wind whistled.

Oh my God!

Was this the power of swinging a stick?

Miss He was so scared that her face turned pale. The two forces fought.

The three best friends almost went crazy.

"Oh my God! Could it be that she wants to eat this with Miao Miao?"

"Don't scare me! How is that possible? Just a glance at this thing makes me feel like I'm going to have nightmares at night!"

"Where did this barbarian come from?"

"That's right! Throw this thing to a pig. Even a pig with a little bit of ambition wouldn't bring food!"

All sorts of whispers would eventually reach Na Wu's ears.

Big Bear shot a disdainful glance, raised his chin proudly, and swallowed like a tiger.

However, her flushed cheeks and trembling little hands were all proof that she was actually quite afraid of this thing.

She loved eating pancakes and scallions, but that was only possible if it was a delicious pancake with an appropriate amount of scallions at the side!

Who would be able to eat this thing now?

It could be said that for the sake of her good sister's happiness, she was really going all out.

However, Young Master Wang did not want to give her any likes at all.

He had just bragged and wanted to eat with her.

Was it too late for brother to regret now?

Without waiting for Wang Yan to think of a way to persuade her, Na Wu picked up the kitchen knife, cut twice, and swung the stick... Ah, no, the pancake was cut into three equal parts.

"Come on, Miss, you jumped so much just now, don't be a coward now!"

He Miaomiao had never been goaded by a man before, but she had never been afraid of a woman before as well.

Not to mention this cow who looked familiar at first glance, and who she found inexplicably repulsive?

Her face was pale, but she gritted her teeth and took one of the three-section cudgels.

Then, she raised her voice and shouted at the master.

"Double the spiciness on this thing!"

Then, she glared at Fu Yushi. "Why isn't she eating?"

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"She's eating the same spiciness as you!"

Na Wu retorted on the spot. She glanced at cannon barrel and the other three girls. "What? Your best friend is eating pancakes with you?"

Cannon barrel immediately clamped his crotch tightly and took a step back.

Big sis, can't we just shut up?

Whether it works or not, this was the only way. They would never eat such things with Miao Miao.

If my parents gave me two more legs, I would climb up and show you now. Do you believe me?

The short-haired girl was still loyal. She advised them worriedly.

"Miao Miao, why don't we just forget about it? It's not worth it to compete with these two poor actors..."

It was obvious that she had the unbridled temper of a young lady. Her words had offended many people, but they had also stirred up her anger.

"Hmph!"

Na Wu bit down on the pancake. She almost bit off the pancake, but the scallions inside were crunchy.

"Do you dare? If you don't dare, don't dawdle!"

The young master expressionlessly watched as Miss He's temper flared up. With one bite, she silently swallowed her tears back into his stomach.

She also took a bite.

Just one bite...

F*ck!

The burnt pancake had a texture as tough as old cowhide. When chewed, it had a strange taste, like dogskin plaster.

The raw sauce was salty, and the texture was rough.

The taste of Shandong green onions rushed straight out, and the spicy taste rushed straight to the forehead.

That kind of heat was not the same as chili. It did not forget to burn in the stomach, and when it passed through the nose, it choked people until they wanted to shed tears.

Wang Yan could be considered a child who had experienced hard times. He had also eaten green onion in simple dipping sauce before, but he could not bear it. One could imagine how He Miaomiao felt.

Swish!

With one bite, He Miaomiao's gorgeous tears flowed down.

It wasn't an exaggeration. Just after taking a bite, two streams of tears flowed down without any warning. It was clear how powerful the impact was.

"Wu... What is this thing? Wang Yan, I'm not done with you! Wu wu..."

Half of it was due to the choking, and the other half was because she was aggrieved.

I, the dignified princess He, when have I ever suffered this kind of pain?

It's all your fault!

She didn't get angry at Na Wu, but she hated Wang Yan instead.

Master Wang was wronged... Well, not at all.

He shrunk his neck and gnashed his teeth as he gnawed on the pancake.

Damn you, Big Bear, I'm not done with you!

Let's not talk about whether it was done or not. This half of the pancake made all three of them tear up.

All the onlookers were dumbfounded. These three were ruthless people. They could even be so cruel to themselves. They couldn't be provoked!

Fu Yushi did not dare to eat the pancakes. She hurriedly poured water for Na Wu, but she was pushed away by Na Wu.

"Such a satisfying thing. Why do you want to drink water?"

Wang Yan thought that Big Bear was going crazy. The next sentence he could not prepare was "Bring me wine"!

In the end, Na Wu said, "Bring Me Shanxi aged vinegar to relieve the spiciness!"

Well, it was even more heroic than drinking wine!

A small cup of aged vinegar was served to each person. Na Wu raised her neck and drank it. The onlookers were so scared that they almost peed their pants.

What the f*ck could such a person do?

And it was such a beauty from the western regions!

Just think about it. In front of the public, Dilireba, with a pancake roll in her left hand, half a mouthful, and a cup of aged vinegar in her right hand, sipped and drank it.

This scene was too beautiful, and it left a deep impression on everyone.

Miss He's tears were almost dry. Without saying anything, she raised her head and drank the whole thing.

That stubborn expression of hers, coupled with her 99 point looks, was simply too beautiful.

What was even more tragic was that the moment she finished drinking, she began to retch.

The aroma of scallion pancakes was already very strong. With the addition of sauce and a little vinegar, what kind of taste experience was that?

Even a God would have to lie down!

However, He Miaomiao refused to admit defeat. She gritted her teeth and stuffed the last piece of pancake into her mouth. After chewing for a while, she forcefully swallowed it, suppressing the urge to vomit.

Awesome!

Fu Yushi was a little impressed by what she saw. She suddenly felt that this young miss was actually not that useless.

At the very least, this straightforwardness was very suitable for her temper.

In fact, if one observed carefully, one would discover that Liu Li's circle of Emperor Dance Girlfriends did not have any coy and pretentious little women.

Even the most b*tchy of them all, He Luo, was a decisive person who dared to think and do things. It was just that his way of doing things was different.

After thinking about it, Fu Yushi suddenly discovered Wang Yan's preference --

The d*mn dog seemed to be determined not to touch that kind of Lin Daiyu-style female scholar?

Wasn't senior Li, who had studied painting when they were in the same class on vacation last time, rejected by the dog without any leeway?

But why?

Fu Yushi had nothing to do, so she started to think blindly again.

Eh, how could thinking about the dog be called thinking blindly?

That was thinking about the boss' preferences!

Vaguely, Fu Yushi came to a vague conclusion, but now was obviously not the time to think deeply.

She had to help Na Wu to calm down.

After a pancake fight, He Miaomiao and Na Wu were both injured.

Na Wu had a stronger endurance, while He Miaomiao was struggling with her will.

However, if it didn't taste good, it didn't taste good. Everyone suffered a lot.

During the intermission, everyone suddenly thought of Young Master Wang Yan. They looked back and saw that his expression didn't change!

Throughout the entire process, Wang Yan did not say a word. He just quietly ate and drank with them.

No matter how bad the taste was, they did not see a trace of surprise on his face.

The short-haired girl quietly complained, "He ate such a bad pancake like a rich young master. He really doesn't want to lose his share no matter what..."

The gentle girl nodded her head approvingly. "It's not bad. At least he has a sense of responsibility."

Cannon bore started to flirt again. "Awww, so handsome, so manly!"

He Miaomiao listened to the sisters' discussion and looked at Wang Yan. Her mood brightened a little.

Mm, your performance was not bad. It was not in vain for me to risk my life for you!

That was why it was really strange for women to pay attention to things. This stupid thing was clearly caused by Wang Yan, but in the end, he was the one who turned into a responsible person by silently eating pancakes with them.

Straight men would never understand this kind of thinking.

And the young master clearly knew what was best for him. One round of eating with him would save him a lot of points.

Of course, this kind of tactic didn't work all the time.

Only when there was no real girlfriend in front of him, and the distance between them was about the same, would it be meaningful.

In other words, without the real empress, he would play with a few cabbages to show that his father loved him like a mountain.

Papa Wang smelled a spicy smell and took a quick glance at the freshly minced fish head. His face was still as calm as a grandmaster's.

However in his heart...

He was actually about to cry.

I've been eating spicy hot since I was young, so I could only eat mild spicy food. Now that you've made it twice as spicy, it's going to kill my own father!

How crazy is the spicy smell?

When you're two meters away, smell it and burn your large intestine!

Do you know what it feels like to burn your large intestine?

It's just that there's a piece of shuriken that can't be pulled out. It's left to dry in your intestines until it's hard. Then, when it moves, it stabs your intestines. When it moves, it stabs your intestines all the way to the back door.

It's just like saying to a bastard, "Don't leave after school. I'll see you at the back door!"!

In the end, when it was dark, he didn't even wait. He asked around and found out that the grandson was still in the classroom playing wild disco!

It was so uncomfortable.

Wang Yan felt uncomfortable, and He Miaomiao started to tremble.

She stood in front of the small dining table that was stretched out by the dining car and slammed the table. With her left hand on her small waist, the old revolutionary base's female manager's imposing manner suddenly rose.

"Come on! It's my turn!"

Looking at the large basin full of chili peppers, it was impossible to find the fish head without pulling it apart by three centimeters. Fu Yishi and Na Wu were shocked until their faces turned pale.

They looked at each other, gritted their teeth, and moved closer.

"Why would I be afraid of You?"

When Na Wu said those harsh words, her small eyes were erratic, and her lips were trembling as if jelly had been flicked.

She could eat scallions, but that didn't mean she could eat spicy food.

In order to control their weight, girls who learned how to dance generally wouldn't eat food that was heavy in oil, spicy food, and salt.

Uh...

Na Wu seemed to be an exception.

But no matter what, spicy food was a natural trait, and she was really not good at it.

Fu Yushi fared a little better. She usually controlled herself not to eat, but her tolerance was good. However, with the degree of spiciness today...

Didn't you see that even He Miaomiao herself was scared?

However, when the bowl and chopsticks were brought up, Miss He started to provoke her again.

"A quarter of each person, not a single chopstick is missing!"

If you lose, you don't lose. With this stubbornness, you can follow your father!

Na Wu followed closely and slammed the table. The table did not tremble, but she trembled non-stop.

She shouted, "I'll accompany you as much as you eat. Don't mess with those useless things. Do you think I'm scared?"

Miss He looked at the source of the trembling with envy, and her mood became even less beautiful.

The three cheering members behind her lowered their heads at the same time. Then, they looked at the tips of their feet and sighed silently.

Then, they began to mutter.

"What's so good about it?"

"It's so ugly to wear clothes!"

"Do something that's a burden!"

"Exactly, isn't it just a matter of time before you become a cheap stinky man?"

Wang Yan turned around and glanced at the cannon barrel. He could not understand why a man who liked men hated men so much?

..

All the old grudges surged up. At this moment, any language was so pale.

Just pick up the chopsticks and do it!

The first bite of the fish cheek meat made the four people's foreheads break out in a sweat.

The skills of the executive chef of a five-star hotel were naturally not undeserved. This double-pepper fish head was really delicious.

The fish meat was tender and smooth, fresh and fragrant. There was not a trace of a fishy smell.

It was like jelly in his mouth and directly melted on the tip of his tongue.

Then, it melted into a warm current and pressed into his stomach.

If it was not so spicy, this was definitely the best fish head that Wang Yan had ever eaten.

But there were no ifs. It was just that spicy -- no, it was spicier than expected!

As the fish meat melted, the spicy taste also exploded on the tongue coating, directly blowing up all the taste buds and causing them to be absent-minded.

The fire started to burn down, and wherever it passed, the muscles became numb.

As if the nerves were cooked, the first thing that happened was that the spiciness numbed them. Then, after two seconds, the stinging pain returned, and it continuously sent out a distress signal to the brain center.

"Water, water, water!"

Na Wu cried out, sticking out her tongue and gasping for breath.

The others were the same. There were four more dogs at the scene -- all of them had their tongues hanging out, wheezing and wheezing.

The sushi chef hurriedly served everyone water, and then...

He Miaomiao slammed the table and stopped him on the spot.

"Now you want to drink water again? Where's the momentum of drinking Shanxi old vinegar just now? Come, serve me ice cola!"

Do you have to be so mean?

As soon as this word comes out, not only is Fu Yushi too frightened to even tremble, Young Master Wang's face is green... on the surface, one cannot see, but his heart has been charred green.

After eating spicy food, and then with an ice-cold coke, those cold bubbles in the mouth of a crackle.

That's the kind of acid that only people who have ever tried it will know.

And not only the taste of explosion, wait until the ice kool-aid stomach, the kind of tumultuous.

It goes all the way to the end of the rectum.

The girls are freaking out. Stop them.

"Miaomiao, don't get carried away!"

"That's right, that's right, that's right, that's right, that's right, that's right, that's right, that's right, that's right, that's right."

"Young Lady, be a good girl and do as you're told. If anything happens to you..."

"Bah!"

He Miaomiao is on fire, especially can not listen to this kind of words.

What, the two of them can do it, but I can't?

She glanced back with a straight face and held up a full glass of iced coke with a heroic stance as if she was going to return with the enemy.

The Coke had just been taken out of the fridge, and the mouth of the glass was emitting cold mist. The bubbles were popping and bouncing, and it looked like it could quench one's thirst and quench one's heat.

Uh, but it was February now, and it wasn't even springtime yet.

"I'm the landlord, so I'll go first. Don't be cowardly, you two!"

She pointed at Fu Yushi, and she raised her hand to toast.

With such a large glass, wouldn't they have to meet at the hospital later?

At the critical moment, Wang Yan didn't intend to watch them mess around anymore.

It was fine to mess around, but there had to be a limit.

On the day of the big wedding, she had to bring the birthday girl into the hospital.

What?

Was she planning to have a party in the ward or a disco in the morgue?

He took a step forward and grabbed He Miaomiao's Cup. He raised his head and drank the cup himself.

Before Miss He could react, Wang Yan casually placed the cup on the table and his face turned cold.

"Are you done messing around?"

He Miaomiao was a little stunned by Wang Yan's actions, and her aura was greatly reduced.

The young master did not give her a chance to refute. His face was solemn, and his gaze was solemn as he swept his gaze over them one by one.

"You have a party in the afternoon and a ladder at night. The two of them have a shoot in the afternoon. Both of them are important matters. Can you distinguish the severity of the matter?"

If it was someone else who dared to scold her like this, Miss He would have exploded.

But towards Wang Yan, especially the stern-faced Wang Yan, she did not have the courage to do so.

There was another crucial point. Wang Yan had helped her finish the glass of Iced Cola. He was manly and warm, which made her heart feel slightly sweet. Her rebellious heart had unknowingly subsided by more than half.

"Then..."

She wanted to act coquettishly -- actually, not on purpose, but the first word came out with a coquettish tone.

However, Young Master Wang did not let her finish.

What a joke, there were two military commanders beside her!

"Then, what then! Have a good meal, and then go back to what you were doing!"

Holding He Miaomiao down, seeing that Big Bear was about to jump out again, director Wang immediately turned around and glared at her.

"Are you still filming the scene in the afternoon? I want to eat one of those pancakes!"

Na Wu immediately recalled the taste and texture of that pancake.

Just one was enough to disgust her for a whole day. If she had to do it 70-80 times...

What the f*ck!

She subconsciously shrank her chest -- this was a sign of her cowardice.

The two troublemakers had been dealt with, and only Fu Yushi was left -- oh, little weakling hadn't recovered yet. She was so hot that her eyes were brimming with tears. It wasn't worth a fight.

Thus, Young Master Wang turned around and looked around, dominating the entire scene. He was insufferably arrogant.

Alright.

Actually, they were all beginning to regret it. After that bite of the spicy fish head, even flowers were in pain, and they were in despair.

Wang Yan stood out to give everyone a way out. It wasn't appropriate to make a sample, so naturally, no one had anything to say.

Of course, in the end, they still had to find a place to bicker with.

"Hmph, I still have things to do today, so I'll let the two of you off!"

"Tch! Sure! If you have the ability, come to Beijing and see how your sisters will treat you!"

After letting each of them vent, Wang Yan began to control the scene again.

He turned around to look for the master chef.

"Master, I'll have to trouble you to get some normal food. Just make it simple, we still have to catch up on the progress."

At this time, the young master started to show a pleasant expression again.

The head chef and the two masters couldn't wait to finish the work quickly. If they let Miss He continue to cause trouble, who would get the bad food?

They quickly responded and started to make their move.

Very soon, western food, sushi, sashimi, and soup were served on the table. Just by looking at the appearance, it comforted the broken hearts of the sand sculpture girls and their burning stomachs.

"Phew..."

After a mouthful of hot soup, miss he let out a satisfied sigh unladylike.

Wang Yan glanced at her and laughed in her heart. Smug! Pretentious! Now you know regret, right?

After laughing for a second, her expression suddenly changed.

F*ck!

Her stomach was so uncomfortable!

The iced cola and chili finally joined forces and began to churn in her stomach.

That sudden pain and shi... I suggest that everyone try it themselves.

Anyway, Brother Wang Yan's 79-point physique couldn't withstand it.

As soon as he picked up the soup bowl, Wang Yan immediately put it down and said goodbye to the girls without changing his expression.

"You guys eat first. I'll go over to the production team to take a look."

Without waiting for anyone to stop him, he turned around and disappeared in a flash.

"Sigh..."

He Miaomiao had only shouted halfway when the rest of her words were swallowed back into her mouth. She could only whisper to her best friend.

"We're all eating. What's there to see..."

Cannon barrel narrowed his eyes and carefully observed Young Master Wang's walking posture with his crotch between his legs. He only felt that it was so familiar and intimate.

He understood and laughed evilly. "If you chase after him now, you should still have time to see the Prince Charming scamper..."

A few of his best friends were disgusted by him and raised their hands to hit him.

He Miaomiao did not make a move and hurriedly turned back to look at Wang Yan. She saw a dog that could not be tied up and was running wildly as if it was having fun.

Tsk, his posture was pretty good.

A sense of amusement suddenly welled up in his heart, so he pursed his lips and narrowed his eyes.

At the same time, the hot soup melted in his stomach and rushed to his entire body, making him feel warm and comfortable.

The little bit of anger from before was all gone.

Looking at her infatuation, Na Wu and Fu Yushi looked at each other tacitly and clenched their fists at the same time.

Little Liu Li, this is not good!

Your Wang Yan is flirting with other girls without as much as batting an eyelid!

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