It wasn't midnight yet. But what was abnormal was that the door of Yuan Zhou's restaurant wasn't closed. Instead, it was open. Moreover, the restaurant was packed with people. At first, there were only a few customers who wanted to watch the show. But later, passersby saw the crowd.
It was human nature to watch a show. Moreover, it was Boss Yuan's shop. There was bound to be a good show. Hence, the crowd grew like a rolling snowball.
But now, the entire shop was as quiet as a chicken. Not a single sound could be heard. All eyes were fixed on Yuan Zhou and the bowl of Steamed Cold Noodles in Yuan Zhou's hands.
Being stared at by others like that, most people would definitely feel uncomfortable eating. But who was Yuan Zhou? Of course, he wasn't a jerk. But in the eyes of the crew, it was more or less the same.
At that moment, only the sound of Yuan Zhou chewing on the Steamed Cold Noodles could be heard. Suddenly, Yuan Zhou spoke again, "Big eyes, small stomach. You can't just imagine how much you can eat."
His voice was a little louder this time, which made those who were still comforting themselves that they had misheard and that Yuan Zhou couldn't possibly be so annoying to be beaten were instantly disillusioned. That's right. In a sense, Yuan Zhou was indeed so annoying to be beaten.
"Boss Yuan, did you eat too much?" Chen Wei gritted his teeth. He was like a cat scratching itself when he couldn't eat anything.
"It's alright." Yuan Zhou put down the empty bowl and gave the camera a close-up.
Just as Chen Wei and the others couldn't help but say something, Director Da Hai, who had been silent for a long time, finally reacted. He coughed and said, "Ahem, let's call it a day."
"Alright. Thank you for your hard work, Director." Yuan Zhou nodded. Then, he nodded slightly at the others and started setting up the cutlery.
His actions made the crew's eyes light up.
"Phew, let's call it a day." Qiu Qiu carefully switched off the camera and heaved a sigh of relief.
"Is Boss Yuan going to make us another serving today?" Qiu Qiu thought as he tidied up the camera.
Although he had been here once and knew that Yuan Zhou was a very principled person, he had never worked here before. Perhaps this time would be different? Qiu Qiu thought to himself.
"Alright, alright. Let's call it a day." When Xiao Longren saw Yuan Zhou's actions, it started to pack up excitedly. Thinking that it would be able to eat Boss Yuan's Steamed Cold Noodles later, it became even more energetic.
"Let me help." Ah Ken also helped clean up.
The crew immediately began to pack up in full swing. They were full of excitement and were obviously much more enthusiastic than when they first arrived.
After all, with his rumbling stomach as a spur, he naturally cleaned up quickly and methodically.
While they were busy cleaning up, Yuan Zhou carefully cleaned the knives and put them away, except for the chopping board that might be used for filming.
After that, he took the opportunity to sit down and rest for a while. After all, he had been shooting with his nerves stretched and he had to pay attention to his image when eating. Naturally, Yuan Zhou was very tired.
Looking at such a scene, Chen Wei didn't know what to say for a while. After all, Yuan Zhou gave people the feeling that he was doing business. Therefore, he could only feel annoyed in his heart.
"I'll eat this Steamed Cold Noodles tomorrow," Chen Wei decided in his heart.
"What do you think?" Jiang Changxi turned her head and asked.
"It's definitely not bad." Fang Heng nodded, but his eyes were secretly looking at the chopping board on Yuan Zhou's table.
"Can you confirm that it's authentic?" Jiang Changxi asked with a smile.
"No, we'll know in a while," Fang Heng said confidently.
This made Jiang Changxi and Chen Wei feel strange. Yuan Zhou had already finished eating. Was there any other way to eat it?
After a while, the crew was done cleaning up. They excitedly rushed to the azure stone countertop, which was Yuan Zhou's table. It was completely bare except for the chopping board. The rest of the dishes were neatly arranged. It didn't look like they were going to continue cooking.
The crew was dumbfounded. They stood behind the director. Xiao Longren didn't want to give up on the delicious food and kept signaling the director with its eyes.
The meaning of its eyes was, of course, to tell Boss Yuan that they were hungry.
Director Da Hai's heart was racing. He saw Yuan Zhou resting on the chair and looking at the azure stone countertop carefully. He didn't even prepare any extra ingredients for the steamed cold noodles.
But when he thought about the appearance of the steamed cold noodles and the lingering fragrance in the restaurant, Da Hai made up his mind. He stepped forward and said, "Boss Yuan, we're done cleaning up. Our crew is still hungry, so we won't disturb you any longer tonight. We'll leave first."
Da Hai was a man with unfathomable looks. He relied on his talent to make a living. He wasn't young either. He was already a middle-aged man and had long become a member of society. As a member of society, his words were naturally more tactful.
What he meant was, on the surface, saying that they were all hungry. He was implying that now that they were ready, shouldn't it be his turn to treat them to supper before leaving?
But he couldn't say this out loud. After all, there was no written rule that stated that Yuan Zhou had to treat them. After all, Ji Yi had paid them quite a lot. Even the transportation fees were paid.
Treating them to supper after filming was just a form of courtesy.
"It's really tiring. It's almost 10 pm and we haven't eaten yet."
"Thank you for tonight. Be careful on the road and be careful." Yuan Zhou stood up and said with concern, "Oh right, it's already so late. If you want to eat, remember to drink some porridge first. Don't eat anything too spicy."
Looking at Yuan Zhou's expression, it was as if he was sending them off.
Yes, he was sending them off. Yuan Zhou felt a little guilty. Initially, he had only filmed a promotional video and finished it in ten minutes. He didn't expect that he would make so many steamed cold noodles that it took more than ten minutes just to film him eating. This had even delayed their meal time.
This was the main reason why Yuan Zhou was concerned and told them not to eat spicy food at night.
What was the conscience of the industry? Just look at Da Hai's crew. They were so dedicated that they forgot to eat and sleep. This was the conscience of the industry. Yuan Zhou was very impressed.
Da Hai: "…"
"I …" The short-tempered Xiao Longren was a little confused. It wanted to say something but was stopped by the makeup artist, Bai Li.
"Ah, oh, it's no trouble at all. Thank you for your concern, Boss Yuan. We'll take our leave now," Da Hai replied blankly after regaining his senses.
"Take care." Yuan Zhou nodded and watched them walk out of the shop.
However, the crew members who walked out of the shop were a little hesitant. It was as if they had driven a car around a turntable and were dizzy. Da Hai was especially confused. "Why didn't Boss Yuan play by the rules?!"
According to Da Hai's social experience, it was natural for Yuan Zhou to invite him to stay and treat him. Then, he would be polite and eat when he couldn't refuse. It was that simple.
However, it seemed a little different now? Da Hai turned around and looked at the door of the Yuanzhou shop that didn't have a signboard. He was a little puzzled.
On the other hand, Fang Heng, who had been preparing for a long time, started to attack. Like a hungry tiger pouncing on a sheep, he rushed toward the azure stone countertop. Then, like a monkey fishing for the moon, he reached out to the chopping board that Yuan Zhou hadn't cleaned up.
That's right. Fang Heng had been watching for a long time. There was still a small portion of steamed cold noodles left on the chopping board.
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