At dinner, Liu Rong came with Assistant Xu.

Just the two of them, Liu Rong didn't bring his female model group, and chartered a restaurant for them to send them to dinner by themselves.

Han Lan's suite was quite lively.

Han Lan and Tan Lun sat in the living room and talked about whether Tai Chi was authentic or not, and it had little impact on actual combat.

Xia Ningxuan, An Yi and Fang Qiaorui, the three girls, were talking and laughing in the kitchen. Liu Rong had already asked people to buy the ingredients in advance and sent them over.

Lee Myung-bak also worked in the kitchen, but he didn't speak the whole time, so he didn't have much presence.

Liu Rong asked Assistant Xu to put the red wine away, and sat down on the sofa in the living room with a smile.

"This ......" Liu Rong looked at Tan Lun and stopped talking.

"Old Tan, your own person, you said you had something to tell me during the day, what is the matter?" Han Lan asked.

Tan Lun smiled, but didn't continue to sit, got up and went to the kitchen to see if he could help with something.

Liu Rong got straight to the point and said: "That's Han Lan, it's that the ring you fight has an external plate, you know?" ”

"You know, what?"

"Tsk, it's you now, you're playing so well, the odds have fallen to one to one."

"Did you buy the outer disk?" Han Lan reacted and looked at Liu Rong suspiciously, "You kid don't want me to help you play a fake match, right?" ”

"Tsk, why am I so unbearable in your heart? Han Lan, I've always pressed you to win. ”

"Oh roar? So these games have made a lot of money, huh? Han Lan hugged her arms and hinted.

Liu Rong grinned: "Han Lan, but your odds are too low now, and you will hardly make any money if you continue to press on you like this." ”

"What the hell is going on with me?"

"If you make money, you will share it."

"Thirty percent." Han Lan said decisively.

"Twenty percent."

"OK, deal." The two smiled and shook hands, and Assistant Xu next to them was stunned.

No, do you know how much it is?

Talk about it in a few seconds?

"Say, what do I need to do? First of all, it's okay, it's impossible for me to lose a match-fixing match in the ring. Han Lan continued.

"Don't worry, I know, I always intended to press you to win."

"Well, it's quite discerning."

"But, we have to find a way to raise this odds, one to one and one to three, and there is a lot of money in the middle!"

"How to lift?"

"You're sick and sick." Liu Rong said calmly.

"I'm sick and sick?" Han Lan also guessed what he meant, this was planning to pretend to be sick to lower the audience's confidence in him tomorrow.

"Han Lan, this can't be regarded as a match-fixing, right? And if you can win if you are sick, doesn't it seem that Huaguo Kung Fu is even more powerful? ”

Han Lan nodded slightly.

It really can't be regarded as a match-fixing, but there is also a suspicion of manipulating, and it is too lacking in morality.

But......

Does the devil care about lack of virtue?

"Later, I'll ask Brother Li to buy a fever reducer or something, and then let the paparazzi outside take a secret picture." Han Lan said.

As soon as Liu Rong beckoned, Assistant Xu handed him a box of fever reducer patches: "Han Lan, I'll prepare it for you." And the paparazzi spread it, and it has nothing to do with us, we didn't say anything, whether we are sick or not and sick is all nonsense from outsiders. They relied on false revelations to misjudge the strength of the players and made mistakes, and they can't rely on us! ”

"You're really lacking in virtue." Han Lan had no choice but to take the fever reducer patch.

Liu Rong glanced at him speechlessly, too lazy to argue with him about who lacked morality.

At this time, Xia Ningxuan's greeting voice also came from the kitchen, calling them to eat together.

On the table, the table was full of dishes, but they were all home-cooked dishes, and there were no crepe or strange dish names.

However, the color and flavor are all there, and there are no dark dishes that make people foam.

Han Lan subconsciously glanced at Fang Qiaorui, who was full of pride, in fact, he could see that Fang Qiaorui was a little weak before. But now it seems that either he has lost his eyes, or Fang Qiaorui is simply doing it, and the dishes are all made by Xia Ningxuan and An Yi.

"Han Lan, come and try this, sweet and sour pork ribs, I made it." Xia Ningxuan smiled and sandwiched a piece of ribs for Han Lan.

Han Lan took a bite and gave a thumbs up.

Liu Rong himself also took a piece to eat and shrugged his nose. I feel like I put too much vinegar and it's a little sour.

"Alas, it's so good, my girlfriends don't know how to cook......" Liu Rong sighed lightly and shook his head helplessly.

"......" the crowd.

"Smash the guy, although the peach blossoms are good, they can't be rotten." Tan Lun glanced at Liu Rong meaningfully.

Liu Rong looked at him a little inexplicably, feeling that his tone of voice was a bit chattering.

If it is replaced by the sentence "Yintang is black, I am afraid that there will be a bloody disaster recently", there is no sense of disobedience.

"Let's try my dish, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, the most classic home-cooked dish, there is no one!" An Yi also introduced with a smile.

Naturally, everyone smiled and tasted it, and they praised it one after another.

Home cooking, in fact, no matter how you make it, it won't taste good. But in the West, you can eat a bite of authentic Chinese home-cooked food, and the taste is indeed a lot of points.

"It's my turn! Look at me, braised pork! Come, Han Shuai, try my craft, and don't doubt whether I can cook in the future. Fang Qiaorui also proudly pointed out the dishes she cooked.

"Oh roar?" Han Lan looked at the appearance of the plate of braised pork, it didn't look like a dark dish.

He glanced at Liu Rong who was sitting opposite him again.

Liu Rong didn't understand what he was looking at, so he silently sandwiched a piece of braised pork and ate it.

Han Lan stared at him for a while, but didn't see him foaming at the mouth before taking a bite and tasting it.

The taste is really good, and it doesn't look like it's made by an unreliable girl like Fang Qiaorui.

"It's okay, Sister Qiaorui, I thought you wouldn't know anything, but I didn't expect the dishes to be delicious."

"Hehe, you try this dish again, stir-fried beef with green peppers, I also made it!"

Han Lan was much bolder now, and tasted it again, it tasted very good!

Fang Qiaorui saw his expression of great enjoyment, and proudly forked the waist of the water snake: "Amazing, right?" Please call me in the future, virtuous Fang Qiaorui! ”

Xia Ningxuan smiled and didn't speak, and gave Han Lan a piece of cold cucumber to eat.

Fang Qiaorui didn't continue to be nervous, and added chicken legs to Li Mingbo next to him, and the little fat hand quietly gave him a thumbs up under the table.

Liu Rong simply ate a little to pad his stomach, and asked Assistant Xu to pour him a glass of red wine, and raised a glass to Han Lan with a smile: "Come, Han Lan, let's drink one, I wish the cooperation goes smoothly and everyone gets rich." ”

Han Lan picked up the rice, listened to his words and poured herself a drink.

Liu Rong was unhappy: "Hey, how do you drink a drink?" Han Lan, that's boring, right? Do you look down on me Liu Rong? ”

Han Lan was silent for a moment and nodded: "Well, yes." ”

"......" Liu Rong.

"Just kidding, I can't drink at this stage." Han Lan said with a smile.

Liu Rong didn't bother to ask, the ghost knew what else he could say to his heart.

However, Han Lan does have this habit, and does not drink alcohol when performing tasks, unless it is for a mission such as a drink with the assassination target.

Han Lan's task at this stage is to finish twenty-four fights in the ring, and it is easy to make mistakes when drinking.