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Chapter 1783

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The sudden money transfer made Lee Yanyi dumbfounded. When he looked carefully, the name of the account owner seemed to be Zhou Zhangju.

"What's wrong, Mr. Lee?" Looking at the dumbfounded Lee Yanyi, Wu Yungui couldn't help asking.

"Er … nothing." Lee Yanyi answered as such, but he thought that Zhou Zhangju didn't seem to owe him money.

Just when Lee Yanyi was puzzled, he received another message on his phone.

[The flight was delayed. I can't leave today and will leave next week. I suddenly remembered that you treated me to a meal in August last year. Then I said I would treat you next time. So this lunch is my treat. ]

"This guy is really particular," Lee Yanyi said. Lee Yanxin said. Actually, he didn't remember what happened last year, but it seemed that it might have happened.

Lee Yanyi earned a lot of money by writing food reviews. To put it simply, as the most famous food critic, he wasn't short of money. Moreover, he had more than 5 million fans on his Weibo account.

Zhou Zhangju, on the other hand, never relied on food reviews to earn money. However, as a landlord, it wasn't a matter of how many apartments he owned. Zhou Zhangju owned a 5A office building with a good location.

Strictly speaking, 5A did not refer to the level of an office building. It referred to the facilities of an office building. However, if one were to compare it, a 5A office building was equivalent to a five-star hotel. Therefore, the annual rent was enough for Zhou Zhang Residence.

Lee Yanyi knew that, so he had no qualms about accepting the 30,000 RMB.

"No, no. I was almost fooled. If it's really a delay, how could the domestic flight be delayed for a week?" Lee Yanyi came to a realization.

"Besides, I was attending the Asian Gourmet Forum in Singapore last August. How could he treat me to a meal?"

After thinking carefully, Lee Yanyi saw the essence of the matter. Zhou Zhangju's words sounded nice, but in fact, it was all a sham.

Lee Yanyi thought carefully. According to his character, Zhou Zhangju would definitely treat him to another meal in the evening after knowing that he was delayed after treating him to a meal.

"I didn't expect that. Zhou Zhangju, you, with your thick eyebrows and big eyes, also know how to play tricks." Lee Yanyi sighed with emotion.

"I know I'm not that curious, but judging from your reaction, it's definitely not out of curiosity. I just want to say that if I can help, please tell me directly." Wu Yungui's eyes were filled with sincerity.

Lee Yanyi came back to his senses and felt a little stifled in his heart. Just now, he had praised Wu Yungui for pursuing something in front of him. In the blink of an eye, Wu Yungui had slapped him.

Damn it.

The slap to the face came too quickly, like a tornado …

He had thought that someone would be able to break the iron rule that "after tasting Yuan Zhou's cooking once, no one in the world can refuse it", but in the end, he was still fierce with his words.

"You really don't have the persistence to judge others. Humph!" Lee Yanyi snorted in his heart, looking down on Zhou Zhangju's behavior.

"Well, I have some business to attend to," Lee Yanyi said.

Hearing that it was official business, Wu Yungui's interest faded a lot. "Official business is more important. Anyway, we've finished discussing things here."

"Okay. Next time, The Kitchen God, it's my treat," Lee Yanyi said before he left.

Their small gathering in the café came to an end.

Everyone knew what kind of person Lee Yanyi was. He was ranked as one of the four great devils by Wang Hong. Oh, no, among the three great devils, was there anyone with a good temper?

Having figured out Zhou Zhangju's plan, Lee Yanyi calmly called Zhou Zhangju and arranged a meeting.

Wu Yungui, who was in the café, did not stand up and leave immediately. Instead, he called his secretary, "Hurry up and send me the publicity plan of Singapore's Food City as well as the site renderings."

In less than five minutes, the secretary had sent the detailed information to Wu Yungui's email. Although Wu Yungui did not say when he wanted it, it was his boss's order. Naturally, the sooner it was done, the better.

Wu Yungui opened the email and took a look. The advertisement of the Food City in Singapore was taken over by an advertising company called D +.

"Just like what Mr. Lee said, the overall effect is too high-end and the publicity effect is not obvious."

Then, Wu Yungui called his secretary and asked the advertising company to make some changes. The core requirement was to "have an appetite". In other words, after watching the advertisement of the Food City, one must have an appetite. Of course, at the same time, the advertisement must be high-end.

Wu Yungui would not interfere with the specific design. Every industry had its own specialization. He only needed to make the requirements. Wu Yungui also took the words that Lee Yanyi mentioned casually to heart.

After all, there was no small matter when it came to business.

On the other side, there was another commotion on Taoxi Road. Fang Heng began his third confession.

This time, it was not as grand as the last time. Instead, it was done in private after dinner.

If the relationship between the two did not go well and the man confessed in public, the woman would be very embarrassed. Only when the relationship between the two was good enough would it be romantic.

The result of the third confession was — still rejected.

"By the way, Elder Sister Xian, this is the third time that my confession has been rejected. Can you do me a favor and tell me why you like older men?" Fang Heng did not feel sad about being rejected at all. Instead, he seemed to be full of fighting spirit. He said, "Let me know if there is anything that I can improve on."

Zheng Xian heaved a sigh. Not to mention other things, there was such a way to confess and call her elder sister?

"Because older men at least won't make people angry with the way they address each other." After saying that, Zheng Xian turned around and left.

"How to address each other?" Fang Heng muttered. Then he realized that he could not call her Elder Sister Xian. Fang Heng patted his head fiercely. He had gotten used to calling her that.

Really, habit becomes nature and nature becomes a disaster.

"Then should I call her Xian Er? Isn't that too frivolous? "Fang Heng was not stupid. He thought of the two people who often showed off their affection in the restaurant.

One of them was Boss Yuan, who called Yin Ya Xiao Ya. The other two were Wan and Chen Wei, who had not been here for a long time.

If he remembered correctly, Chen Wei called Wan Wan Wan.

"Is it Xian Xian or Xiao Xian?" Fang Heng finally chose Xiao Xian, because Xian Xian seemed to be too intimate and not mature enough.

Fang Heng sat on the bench set up by the Queuing Committee at the entrance and thought about it. Halfway through, someone greeted him. Fang Heng was so engrossed that he didn't hear it.

"I can't confess too often either. Being too obvious will cause trouble for Xian … Xiao Xian." Fang Heng stood up and left.

It was still raining that night. It was almost Chinese New Year and it was rainy in Chengdu.

However, even a rainy day couldn't stop the passion of the tourists. There were still a lot of people on Taoxi Road.

With so many tourists, the shops wouldn't close. Who would miss a chance to make money?

The barbecue stall was opened. This time, Wang Hong didn't miss it. He sang his barbecued chicken wing song.

Maybe it was fate, but Mr. Wei was also there. Of course, the scariest thing was that Wei Wei wasn't there.

Yuan Zhou had sharp senses. He naturally paid attention to the matter of Wang Hong and Mr. Wei exchanging chicken wings last time.

This time, Wang Hong was lucky. He had chicken wings in his barbecue skewers and Mr. Wei's barbecue skewers also had chicken wings. They should be fine.

However! After Wang Hong finished the chicken wing in his hand, he took the initiative to find Mr. Wei …

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