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Chapter 188 The bar is mine?
Xu Hao stood at the door of the convenience store, slightly stunned by the aroma of grilled sausages in the store.

This is a 24-hour profit-making convenience store filled with hot and ready-to-eat lunch boxes for office workers.

Next to it is a milk tea shop with a long queue.

This convenience store is where the 'psychological counselor' works, but he had already asked the store manager just now.

The store manager said that he resigned just a week ago.

It happened to be the time when Xu Hao's team got online.

In other words, the team just contacted the psychological counselor and agreed to film the next episode, and then he turned around and resigned.

He didn’t answer the phone or reply to his WeChat messages.

Isn't this a monkey trick?
Xu Hao cursed angrily and bought a few sausages and stuffed them into his stomach.

"What should I do?" Chen Kun asked carefully at this time. It was the first time he saw the irritable director Xu Hao, who had no material, and looked like a toothless old lady, cursing at a table full of delicacies.

"How would I know."

"And people like Mai Zishan don't know where they are."

Xu Hao calculated in his mind that after tonight, Zhao Yuanwen will be broadcast as a new episode.

The materials in hand can be said to be clean.

I was counting on this psychological counselor, but was let go.

"What should I do?" Xu Hao turned to look at the girls lining up to buy milk tea. He never knew how delicious this thing was.

However, the weather was getting warmer, and the girls were dressed up nicely and wore very little. This scene did alleviate his irritability.

"What should I do?" Xu Hao murmured to himself again.

……

"Wouldn't it be better to be more excited?" Mai Zishan couldn't help but ask.

"I'm not saying it's bad, but if you have a good grasp of the slack, you will perform better."

"Relax for a while and then start again." Xu Dan always spoke with a leisurely tone.

"Okay, the contract is over. I'm going to find Zhao Yuanwen now." Lin Xinyue didn't care at all about the conversation between the two, and went out with the documents in hand.

Mai Zishan pursed her lips towards Xu Dannu and said, "Sister Lin is the one who's excited."

"...She is hopeless." He shook his head.

Lin Xinyue could hear the two people talking behind her, but she was too lazy to pay attention. She liked this kind of excitement.

With the contract in hand, I left the Beibao Bar and took a taxi online to go to Zhao Yuanwen's home.

I checked the contract in my hand three or four times and looked at the terms carefully.

This is a quite 'tolerant' contract, taking full account of Zhao Yuanwen's career as a nanny dad, and does not arrange any exposure that requires traveling far away.

He only needs to be allowed to guard Beipu as the new salt industry, interact with the Magic City and Yanjing, steadily accumulate his fans, and wait until the winter and summer vacations come before considering exposure.

The car arrived at a community. It was an older style community with up to six floors. This type of building is very comfortable to live in. It is much better than the pigeon buildings and chocolate bars that have popped up in the city in recent years.

Lin Xinyue followed the address given by Mai Zishan and searched like a delivery boy.

However, the infrastructure of the community was a bit old, and the building number could not be found. Lin Xinyue looked for it with a depressed face. At this time, a burst of delicious food greeted her without saying anything.

Like the combination of eggplant and green pepper, and the fragrance of chicken.

Lin Xinyue was not hungry at first, but smelling this smell made her hungry all of a sudden, so she simply followed the smell of rice.

The smell of rice is so charming, and it is getting closer and closer.

Just follow along and look up to see the building No. 12 you are looking for.

Skillful.

Continuing to follow Iika, he came to the west door on the fifth floor that he was looking for.

Skillful.

Knocking on the door, a girl with watery eyes opened the door.

There was also a middle-aged man wearing an apron, asking who he was.

Skillful.

Lin Xinyue introduced herself, and at the same time, Zhao Yuanwen brought fried chicken and ground delicacies to the table.

"It's you. Mai Zishan has already told me that I will be waiting for you to come."

"Have you eaten?" he asked enthusiastically. Lin Xinyue looked at the soy sauce-colored fried chicken on the table, with a few bright red chili peppers garnished on the side, and swallowed her saliva.

What a coincidence!

……

"Auntie, is the food cooked by my father delicious?" Zhenzhen wiped her greasy mouth, looked at the clean rice bowl in front of Lin Xinyue, and asked confidently.

“Delicious, really delicious.”

The last time I had such a gourmet experience was at Jin Dugu and Deng Liang’s restaurant.

Who would have thought that Zhao Yuanwen's cooking is also at the top level?
Moreover, what touched Lin Xinyue even more was Zhenzhen's innocent and cute smile.

These smiles represent a wonderful childhood.

She now understood why Mai Zishan said that as long as it did not affect Zhao Yuanwen's care of his daughter, he would definitely be willing to sign.

For some reason, she thought of her son.

A little older than Zhenzhen, in sixth grade, and free-range on weekdays.

There was no way, she was busy and had no time to take care of him. Last time she wanted to pick him up from school on a whim, but she didn't pick him up.

She is no longer in the wrong class, but in the wrong school...

Now, she has a new idea. She also wants to cook a meal for her child.

Keep this idea in your heart for now, there are still business matters to be done.

Lin Xinyue took out the contract, and now she wants to sign another hot stock on behalf of the Era.

Zhao Yuanwen took it and began to browse the terms of the contract. As a practitioner in the foreign trade industry, he also knew a little about legal contracts.

After reading it, he showed a comfortable smile.

Stepping towards the era to understand him, Mai Zishan understands him.

The contract only requires him to go to Shanghai during the winter and summer vacations, participate in some programs or other arrangements, and maintain a certain amount of exposure.

The money given was nowhere near as much as Baichun.

But there was an offer he couldn't refuse. The North Fort Bar was his from now on.

God knows how much Zhao Yuanwen likes that place, Lin Xinyue actually gave it to him.

Without hesitation, he signed the contract immediately.

"Phew." Lin Xinyue gasped, as if she was satisfied, but also as if she was full.

"The bar is mine now?"

Zhao Yuanwen asked again in disbelief.

"Yes, it's yours now. You can go whenever you want and sing whatever you want."

Zhenzhen doesn’t understand the meaning of ten million, but she understands the meaning of the bar.

"Okay!" She started cheering like a lark.

Zhao Yuanwen poured the leftover soup into the trash can and said, "Then I will sing tonight."

……

Mai Zishan posted an update on his Douyin account.

"Nine o'clock tonight, see you at the Beibao Bar."

There was a confused look on the comment section, what kind of Beibao Bar? If you don’t stay in Salt Industry and you don’t go to film a new episode, what are you doing?

Slowly, after the hot reviews came in, people realized what was going on. This Beibao bar was the venue for tonight's new episode of the documentary.

At the same time, a new mysterious character will also appear, Zhao Yuanwen.

Everyone in the comment section lamented that there is something wrong with being a fan of Mai Zishan.

You don't know where he is...but you can see the scene every day on your mobile phone.

This post was followed by another one: "The capacity of the North Fort Bar is very limited. Reservation will be adopted tonight. Please make a reservation under the account of @五级 Chef Zhao Yuanwen. The quota is first come, first served."

Immediately, a group of people swarmed to the account of Level 5 chef Zhao Yuanwen and started sending private messages and comments, hoping to get a spot.

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(End of this chapter)