Out of the door of the Le Shifang store, Xu Yingying and Han Xue hurriedly blocked their faces with their collars and ran forward quickly. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info It's a pity that the collar is too small, and more than half of the face is still exposed.

"Mom, look, those two beautiful sisters' faces are so red!"

In the crowd in line, a child shouted loudly.

People saluted the two of them one after another, and sure enough, they saw a red face, which looked delicate and incomparable, like a pair of sisters.

Han Xue and Xu Yingying quickly escaped from people's sight, and after turning the corner, they walked for a few minutes before the red tide gradually faded from their faces.

Xu Yingying giggled, "Xue'er, next time you come to eat, you must wear a mask, otherwise you won't be able to see anyone." ”

Han Xue glanced at her, "You're still going, isn't this the last time?"

Xu Yingying slapped her and said with a smile: "What, are you afraid that I will be a light bulb?"

"Tell me how the lobster buns taste?"

Xu Yingying shook her head.

"What, isn't it to your taste?"

"No, I shook my head to mean that I have never eaten such a delicious thing!" Xu Yingying's eyes gradually became confused, "Only such buns are worthy of being called lobster buns, those hamburgers are simply too vulgar to eat!"

She snorted a few times, feeling sorry for the so-called lobster bun she had eaten.

Back at the company, Xu Yingying's mouth was almost idle, spreading everywhere how delicious the buns she ate, and a large group of fans surrounded her and asked questions, especially curious about what the 150 yuan buns looked like.

Cheng Lin came out of nowhere, and said to Xu Yingying with a hippie smile: "Yingying, are you hungry for steamed buns? Do you have time at night, let's go to the food street Baozi Chen to eat steamed buns, their big meat buns have thin skin and big filling, and small vegetarian buns are fragrant and delicious, with free millet porridge and small pickles, so you can't eat enough!

Xu Yingying snorted and ignored him, and the other girls scattered when they saw Cheng Lin coming.

Cheng Lin thought for a while, "It's okay if you don't eat steamed buns, I have a classmate who opened a restaurant in the food street, the food is very good, and there are a lot of people every day, why don't we go there to eat?"

"It's a fly restaurant again, you're just at this level!" Xu Yingying didn't want to pay attention to him.

"What kind of fly restaurant, it's a big hotel, have you heard of natural residence?" Cheng Lin was a little angry, "My classmate is the boss of natural residence, and he personally called me just now and asked me to organize a high school reunion tomorrow night." Dude's face is very big, and you can order whatever you want when you get there!"

"Yingying, you can help me check the information. Han Xue got up from the back seat and called Xu Yingying.

Cheng Lin saw that it was Han Xue, his old face turned red, and he quickly found an excuse to slip away.

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Han Xue has been writing articles on the official account all afternoon, and the title is "The roadside shop is against the sky!" The boss tried the food, and the aroma wafting out attracted a large number of diners!"

After eating the spring bamboo shoot pork ribs claypot rice at noon, Han Xue's feelings were even more profound. A claypot rice actually blends a variety of flavors, and each taste can be highlighted, and the mastery of the characteristics of the ingredients has reached the point of perfection, which can be called a master level.

Especially rice, which combines the strong aroma of meat, the fragrance of vegetables, and the sweet aroma of itself, makes Han Xue really feel the ultimate mystery of claypot rice.

"What kind of character is this Boss Mo, and why is everything he makes both unexpected and popular?" Han Xue wrote while thinking, and the more she wrote, the more excited she became, and she didn't finish writing until 8 o'clock in the evening.

After the boss reviewed it, he didn't change a word, and directly handed it back to Han Xue and asked her to braided it quickly. With beautiful pictures and layouts, she clicked the send button expectantly and nervously.

In the Le Food Restaurant, Mo Fei was lying on the bed after cleaning up, feeling a little nervous. In his opinion, 50,000 readings is not a decimal, and many well-known public accounts can't even reach 10,000 readings.

In particular, Han Xue said that there are less than 3,000 fans of the "Food Map", and it is a fool's dream to achieve 50,000 readers.

Thinking that today from morning to night, the whole person is about to fall apart, and finally earned a net profit of nearly 10,000 yuan, and immediately became the bag of the system, and my heart hurts as if it was cut by a knife.

It was almost 11 o'clock in the evening when Han Xue got home, she was lying on the bed after washing, opened WeChat with a little nervousness, and saw the message from the boss.

"Han Xue, this issue of the official account is good, keep up the good work!"

Han Xue replied with a smile on her face, and clicked on the "Food Map" with apprehension.

"Wow, it's so good that people are reading like this!"

She saw more than 2,500 people reading and more than 200 likes, and almost jumped out of bed with joy, which was the most read since she wrote the official account.

No wonder the boss sent WeChat congratulations as soon as possible.

She hurriedly logged in to the backstage of the official account, and the number of fans increased by more than 200, Han Xue stared at the screen and smirked.

"Ding Dong", at this time, someone sent another WeChat, she quickly clicked on it, but she didn't expect it to be Mo Fei.

Han Xue's heart, which was originally beating faster due to excitement, was beating faster at this time.

"What is he looking for me to do so late?"

"If he asks me out, will I agree or refuse?"

"What if I agree to go on a date and he takes me to the hotel?"

"Oops, this person is so annoying, I can't go out as a girl. ”

"But...... If I don't go, will he stop asking me out in the future?"

hasn't clicked on WeChat yet, she has already made up all kinds of plots in her brain, and even thought of the scene under the moon with Mo Feihua, and her little face was flushed.

With excitement and anticipation, she clicked on the WeChat sent by Mo Fei, but couldn't help but be a little disappointed. It turned out that it was not a good night greeting, nor was it an invitation to go out to play, and the message was only a few simple words: how much has the article been read?

With great expectations, he didn't even have a greeting, not even a greeting. Han Xue's excited mood calmed down suddenly, and the person instantly became calm.

She quickly clicked the screen a few times and sent a message.

"The good news, it's already 2,500 people, and it's estimated that the final number of views will exceed 5,000. ”

When Mo Fei saw this, he almost burst into tears, this Nima is still good news, only 2,500 reads, which is only one-twentieth of the system's regulations, even if it is 5,000, it is too far away.

"The thick pile of RMB at the head of the bed, is it going to belong to the system!" Mo Fei looked at the banknotes next to him, his heart dripping blood.

"No, you can't sit still, you have to think of a way!"

Mo Fei sat up and sent another WeChat message to Han Xue: The amount of reading is too small, you can think of a way!

Han Xue was a little depressed when she received WeChat, 2500 readings are still less, I only have a total of 3000 fans, okay, it's not easy to have this amount of reading, what a greedy guy!

She took out Ge Liang's phone number from the address book, and just sent it to Mo Fei, Mo Fei's WeChat came again.

"Send this official account to all your groups and let everyone forward it. ”

"Damn, this Mo Fei looks pretty cool, it's so ink!" Han Xue was slightly disappointed.

Mo Fei didn't have the heart to think about the feelings of children, so he dialed Ge Liang's phone number as soon as possible.

"Hey, who are you?" Ge Liang heard a loud sound of music from the other end, and he didn't have to think about it to know that he was singing in the song hall.

"I, Murphy. ”

Ge Liang was stunned for a moment, hurried to the bathroom of the private room, and said with a smile: "Boss Mo, what instructions do you have?"

"Is Zhang Yishan gone? I have something to look for him. ”

He ...... He's singing ......"

"Give him the phone!"

On the other end of the phone, Mo Fei's voice was like thunder, which frightened Ge Liang and almost fell into the toilet.