Evil charming husband, wanton love

Chapter 330 Find a way to get Wang Jiu back

Light Year Group, Light Year Building.

After Wu Lele ran out, she quickly found a secret place and made a call.

After the phone call was through, she covered her mouth and said, "Mr. Fu, come quickly, Fu Chenxi has chased after the crew, and even delivered meals to Sister Yin!"

Fu Sinian stopped writing in his hand, and instantly sat up straight, "Fu Chenxi?"

Wu Lele nodded like pounding garlic, feeling guilty in her heart.

Does this count as betraying sister Yin?

But... never mind.

She gritted her teeth and nodded, "Yeah, that damned pervert wanted to get close to Sister Fu again, Mr. Fu, come quickly, he said that he would deliver meals to Sister Yin every day, and he even said hello to the director, and gave Sister Yin's box lunch Stopped."

Wu Lele clenched her fists tightly, her face tensed.

Fu Sinian raised his eyebrows, his peach eyes twinkled, he chuckled, "Okay, I understand, I'll ask Qisili to call you for the reward this time."

"En, thank you, Mr. Fu!"

After hanging up the phone, Fu Sinian sat on the chair and thought for a while, then picked up the phone and made an intercom call.

After the phone rang twice, it was connected.

On the other side of the phone was Qisili with a tired voice.

"Hello, Mr. Fu."

"Well, you can find seven top chefs for me now, it doesn't matter how much you spend." Fu Sinian narrowed his eyes and said.

Qisri was taken aback for a moment, "Chef?"

"Well, seven of the top chefs in the country, find me here, within half an hour."

Seven chefs?

half an hour?
Qi Sili almost knelt down, now he finally understood why Wang Jiu yelled in the group every day that his life was miserable.

Damn him, it seems that he has to find a way to get Wang Jiu back from the Great Northwest.

With Wang Jiu around, how could it be his turn to do these inexplicable tasks!

He nodded helplessly, "Alright Mr. Fu, I'll look for it now."

"En." Fu Sinian nodded in satisfaction, suddenly seemed to think of something, and said with a smile, "After you find it, remember to ask the chef to help me convey the following passage to Fu Chenxi personally."

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set.

Seeing her stubborn look, Fu Chenxi smiled.

"I won't let you do anything outrageous, and I won't force you. Whenever you agree to my three demands, I will delete the video." Fu Chenxi sat there, straightened her body, and wore a suit. Carefully groomed, without a single wrinkle.

After hearing what Fu Chenxi said, she didn't even raise her eyelids.

I promise you, uncle, I promise!
She was expressionless, and when she was about to speak, she was suddenly interrupted by an exclamation.

There was a whoosh from the crowd.

"This is so arrogant, who is so arrogant? Is this a chef with three Michelin stars?"

"Wow, I know Master Li, who has been on a food show, my God, is it the director who invited us to take care of our taste?"

"Dream, which crew will hire a chef to cook for the crew? How expensive is that? It's all box lunches. I think too much of you."

"Ah..., could it be for some leading actors?"

Everyone guessed.

Their team is very large and imposing, and several of them are all dressed in neat and new chef uniforms, pushing a lot of kitchen utensils with carts.

Seven chefs, just like a team of chefs.

Wherever they walked, the crowd automatically separated a road to make way for them.

Everyone's eyes automatically followed their footsteps, and they were all curious about where they were going.

When Yin Shili raised his head, he was also taken aback by the battle.

She stared excitedly, and secretly guessed where these chefs brought them from the bottom of her heart.

But the more I looked at it, the more I felt something was wrong. Why did they walk in the direction... facing her?

She was a little bewildered.

(End of this chapter)