"Three, you, what else do you want?"

"We want another bowl of noodles, and he has something to ask you."

Lin Lan, who came out of the back kitchen and cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, was stopped by He Qizhi.

"Lin Lan, hello, my name is Song Mayang, this is a business card."

When Lin Lan walked over, he received the business card handed out by Song Mayang.

The design of the business card is quite unique, leaf-shaped, black on a white background, clearly indicating Song Mayang's position and the company he works for.

[Name: Song Mayang, Position: CEO]

【Company: Shamye Jiujia Event Planning Co., Ltd.】

"Hello, the president of the planning company."

Lin Lan glanced at the words on the business card and stretched out his hand to Song Mayang.

"Haha, it's just an ordinary company, don't be so polite. In fact, I would like to invite you to participate in a cooking competition, and the first place will have the opportunity to become the food ambassador of Green Vine. ”

Song Mayang was praised very well, and his perception of Lin Lan in his heart was raised to a new level.

Last time I was promoted, still last time!!

"Thank you, for your kindness, I'm just an ordinary chef, that event, you still invite a famous chef, let's go."

Lin Lan refused with a smile, Song Mayang's invitation, he just wanted to guard the Qingfeng Noodle Restaurant with peace of mind, this one-third of an acre.

"No, he's just gone?"

Song Mayang was a little surprised, there were people who would refuse to participate in such an important event. This Lin Lan is really a weirdo.

"Ma Yang, can I be a judge for the event you mentioned?"

Shu was extremely poor, suddenly put down the chopsticks, and leaned over his head.

"No, you're not qualified, go over it, squeeze to death."

Song Mayang's hand covered Shu Jiji's mouth and nose and pushed it in.

"Woo...... Song Mayang...... You wait for me. ”

Shu Jichao waved his little short hand hard, but he couldn't touch Song Mayang.

"Alas, these two guys are really a pair of enemies!"

He Qizhi held his chin and watched with interest.

The customers around were eating noodles quietly, but Song Mayang and Shu Jiji, two living treasures, were fighting.

As the meal passed, the number of new customers began to decrease.

Lin Lan had a little bit of leisure, so he stood under the fan, enjoying the cool breeze, brushing well-known short video software, and shaking music.

In the hot summer, what can make people cool, in addition to the wind sent by the air conditioner, there are also cool young lady cross-dressing videos.

"The loneliness of the night is too torturous...... Lost in the lights of the city ......"

“heyboy……”

“Don’twakemeI’mnotdreaming……”

When he brushed these, Lin Lan swiped through them quickly, he was not interested in these, and he didn't know what was wrong with Shake Le, so he kept pushing him.

"Hello everyone, I'm Erbai, today, I have made a sincere apology to the owner of the noodle restaurant, and at the same time, he also forgave me......"

Lin Lan quickly slid his fingers, stopped, and watched the content of Erbai's video with interest.

When he saw that Erbai gave him a code, the original dissatisfaction with Erbai disappeared.

It's not easy for anyone, he has never thought of hurting others, and Erbai has already paid the price for his mistakes. Be forgiving and forgiving.

Anyway, Lin Lan has already let go of Erbai in his heart, as for netizens, whether he will let Erbai go, I'm afraid it's unlikely.

People who are coerced by traffic can be praised very high, but once they fall, they may face an endless abyss.

"Hey, Su Mucheng, now, will it be live?"

Lin Lan didn't have any fun brushing it anymore, so he searched for the account "Orange Orange".

The search results showed that "Orange Orange" was not live broadcast, which couldn't help but make Lin Lan extremely disappointed.

"It's boring, she's not on the air."

Lin Lan took back his mobile phone and planned to wash the dishes that had not been brushed.

The sink in the back kitchen, stacked with a stack of bowls, is scary to look at.

The three people outside, at this time, also ended their meal.

"Lin Lan, how much is our meal money?"

Song Mayang, snatched He Qizhi first, stood up, and came outside the kitchen.

"Hmm...... Two hundred and forty-eight ...... Sweep two hundred and forty-five! ”

Lin Lan didn't look back, cleaning the noodle bowl full of oil stains.

"No, it's still two hundred and forty-eight." Song Mayang scanned the code and paid, but he didn't leave in a hurry, but went to see what Lin Lan did through the door curtain.

"That, President Song, what else do you have to do?"

Lin Lan noticed a blazing gaze, and turned his head to find that it was Song Mayang staring at him.

"Lin Lan, I think you have a good chance of winning the first place in that event. Becoming a food ambassador is a lot of benefits! ”

Song Mayang still tried hard to persuade Lin Lan to participate in the event.

"Don't, don't, don't boast about it, my level of half a catty and eight taels, wouldn't it be ugly to go, President Song, you better take back your kindness."

The shower head of the sink releases the water with a clatter.

Lin Lan's behavior of washing dishes was not affected by Song Mayang in the slightest.

"Ugh." Seeing that Lin Lan could not be persuaded, Song Mayang sighed, turned around, followed He Qizhi and the others, and left Qingfeng Noodle Restaurant.

When all the bowls in the sink were washed, the noodle restaurant was gone.

Lin Lan took a bowl of fried noodles made early and came out of the back kitchen.

"The noodle restaurant is also being purchased now, I don't have to use it at all, it's so hard, in a few days, I have to change the business hours."

Lin Lan was eating fried noodles, his thoughts drifted to the morning again, and in the morning, the person from the orange juice catering company came to sign the contract.

"Why is he, so polite? Acquisition, Qingfeng Noodle Restaurant, why don't you send someone over to manage it? And why are there field expenses? ”

Just when Lin Lan was puzzled, the half-open roller shutter door.

A man, like a lightning mouse, came in.

"Brother Lan!!"

"Damn, Du Mingfei, you want to scare me to death!"

Lin Lan was shocked by Du Mingfei's surprise attack and almost knocked over the bowl.

"I'm kind enough to send fruit, Brother Lan, you still scold me."

Du Mingfei put it down, a plate of cut fruit, and said aggrievedly.

"Kind? They, why, are a bit dark. ”

Lin Lan could clearly see that the color of the cut watermelon was a little dark.

Du Mingfei, whose parents run a fruit shop, often walks some cut fruits, which is called "prevention, guests, eat rotten fruits".

I don't know, it's Du Mingfei, his luck is too bad, or what.

Every time Shun came back, the fruits he gave Lin Lan to eat were always a little unfresh.

"Haha, that's it, Brother Lan eat quickly, maybe the weather is too hot."

Du Mingfei smiled innocently and opened the plate containing the fruit.

"Well, yes, it's sweet."

Lin Lan finished eating the hand-rolled noodles and showed off the small fruits, which was extremely comfortable.

He prefers pineapples, and Du Mingfei knows that his hobby, every time he comes back with fruits, there will definitely be pineapples.

"Brother Lan, in the afternoon, go to school once, our club, there is a lost activity, I need to be responsible for ......"