This male protagonist in the book is poisonous

Chapter 67 Picky
Because of the stomachache, his complexion was actually a little pale. Although it was still within the tolerable range, it didn't mean that he was willing to continue to starve.

So when he got into Fang Chi's car, he took off the mask on his face and started to eat dinner. Fang Chi was driving in front of the car, smelling the smell of food in the car, he swallowed saliva, and his stomach felt sense of hunger.

It's just that the people behind are not only eating, but also constantly picky.

"Why is this bone so hard?"

"Is this meat too little?"

"And why are there so many vegetables?"

Fang Chi cried and hoped that the young master could rescue him as soon as possible. He didn't want to serve the young master anymore. He deliberately chose the most expensive dishes to buy. A dinner cost him hundreds of dollars, but he was picky like this?

When is he willing to spend money like this?
However, Fang Chi only dared to think about these things in his heart, and he still maintained a respectful expression on his face. He only blamed him for not walking well when he was following him. Naturally, he had to bury the disaster he caused.

He Ruchuan was picky, but he still ate about the same.

When he arrived at the gate of the villa, he got out of the car, threw the lunch box in his hand into the trash can, and glanced at Fang Chi who was about to get off the car, "No need to deliver it, you go back first, and then come to deliver the food tomorrow, remember three meals a day , 07:30 am, [-]:[-] noon, [-]:[-] pm."

Fang Chi paused as he unfastened his seat belt, and looked at him in astonishment. Didn't the Second Young Master invite him to sit in for a while and drink a glass of water?Or let him go in and finish his meal.
He Liuchuan ignored his eager look, and closed the door without any hesitation.

Fang Chi waited for a while, seeing that he really had no intention of opening the door, he silently mourned for himself for a few seconds again. In order to prevent the food from getting cold, he sat in the car and ate dinner.

If He Liuchuan's lunch box was several hundred yuan, his lunch box only cost a few dozen yuan.

Fang Chi picked up a piece of meat with his chopsticks, put it in his mouth, and sighed, "It's not that bad, is it?"

However, Fang Chi thought of his identity, he grew up with a golden spoon in his mouth, and now he is flourishing in the entertainment industry. Steamed bun.

After thinking about this, he was relieved, quickly finished his meal, threw it in the trash can outside, and drove away.

Not long after Fang Chi's car left, Yan Youxing appeared at the door of the villa.

He rang the bell and left supper at the door, waiting for him to come and get it.

When He Liuchuan heard the doorbell, he seemed to remember that there was another Yan Youxing, he frowned, opened the door, his deep eyes fell on the dinner at the door, "I don't need you to deliver the food in the future, you go back first. "

Yan Youxing stopped when he was leaving, and looked at him suspiciously, "Then what are you eating? Are you going out by yourself?"

"Oh, what's the matter with you?"

He sneered, "Although I want you to be my agent, I really haven't put you in this position."

When Yan Youxing heard this, he immediately pinched his hands on both sides tightly. He lowered his eyes, and there was a bit of bleakness in his clear eyes. Could it be that no matter what he did, no one would be willing to make friends with him? ?

No, there are still!

He thought of the He Xiangli he met at noon today, and the gloom in his eyes faded a bit.

He nodded slightly, and when he was about to leave, He Liuchuan said behind him, "Take away the dinner and your recent expenses, and I will ask Fang Yuchen to reimburse you."

(End of this chapter)