The host is broken

Chapter 81 School Bullying (12)

Su Shumo looked at Yan Xuewei, who was obviously unhappy, and the corners of her mouth curled up, a little sarcasm:

"If you want revenge, can't you bear even such a small thing?"

Yan Xuewei was terrified when she heard the words, and hid the coldness on her face:

"I see."

"Sun Tzu's Art of War, the heart is thundering and the face is calm. Don't let others peek into your heart."

Su Shumo continued.

Her tone was very flat, no emotion could be heard, and her oily movements showed a trace of laziness and casualness.

Yan Xuewei listened, and looked sideways at the girl beside her who was obviously only sixteen or seventeen years old, wondering if there was someone older than herself living in her body.

And until now, every time I think of what she said today, Yan Xuewei is still grateful.

Soon, when it was noon, a car drove over, someone pushed the dining car down from above, and several other people stacked lunch boxes and tableware and fresh dishes in an orderly manner.

The dishes are very fragrant, and the strong fragrance can be smelled even if the lid is not opened.

The people in the production team started filming at dawn. Although they ate ice cream, they couldn't bear the hunger. Smelling the smell made them even more hungry.

Seeing this, Su Shumo ran over to Mr. Bole and whispered a few words in Mr. Bole's ear. The old man's son, who was going to finish filming the morning scene in one go, actually smiled and yelled out to eat, and then followed Su Shu Mo went to eat later.

Everyone was stunned, but no one had the guts to ask.

After all, Mr. Bole's temper is so bad that everyone in the entertainment industry knows it.

"Wow, today's meal is actually Tao Ranju's, what a treat!"

I don't know who howled and successfully attracted everyone's attention.

Tao Ranju is the property of the Li family in the imperial capital, which belongs to the catering industry. Their chefs, going back several generations, are imperial chefs.

It is said that the chef also has a collection of imperial kitchens in his hand, which records in detail the specific methods of various court dishes.

Therefore, to be able to eat a meal of Tao Ranju is considered to be half an emperor.

When the crew heard this, they rushed over, and it turned out that the waiter from Tao Ranju was distributing meals, ten kinds of dishes, three kinds of soups, and refreshing plum juice.

After this pause, in Tao Ranju, at least tens of thousands.

"I've worked with so many film crews, and I've never seen anyone so generous. Treat us to Tao Ranju..."

"Even our side characters have a share, the Shengshi crew is really rich!"

"When people go to eat Tao Ranju, it's served on a plate, but ours is served in a pot. The invisible pretense is the most deadly!!!"

"Then the investor must have paid a lot of money, otherwise how could the crew be willing to do so?"

Lan Baoer's lunch was delivered by the driver, she listened to the discussion of the crowd, and she didn't care.

Isn't it just tens of thousands of dollars, and they are so excited, what a bunch of poor people have no knowledge!

The Tao Ranju waiter who was distributing meals interrupted them with a smile:

"The one who ordered food from us today is a lady surnamed Li, hey... Miss Wang, what is the name of that customer?"

The person making soup next to him smiled and said:
"It's Li Youwei. Originally, Tao Ranju didn't make sour plum soup, but she said that it's hot today, and she specially gave us extra money. She must let us Tao Ranju make sour plum soup to relieve everyone's heat."

The words were beautiful, everyone was surprised, drinking sour plum soup, it was really cool and quenched their thirst, they all praised Yan Xuewei, and completely forgot about the ice cream.

(End of this chapter)