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Liu Yifei's heart skipped a beat.

An extremely ominous premonition instantly surged into my heart.

She knows Fang Yu too well.

If this guy ever shows that half-smiling, half-serious expression, he's definitely up to something wicked!

"What...what do you want to do?"

Liu Yifei swallowed nervously, instinctively lowering her voice.

"You absolutely mustn't do anything like hiding meat in the trash can or stuffing it in your pocket!"

"We're broadcasting live! So many people are watching! We can't afford to lose face!"

"Don't worry," Fang Yu raised an eyebrow at her, "Fairy Sister, hiding meat is a clumsy method."

"A true master doesn't make food disappear, but rather makes it move around strategically."

As he spoke, his gaze settled on the two untouched plates of pork belly on the table.

The slices of pork belly, with alternating layers of fat and lean meat, were neatly arranged, their pinkish color and glossy appearance a testament to their quality.

Fang Yu glanced at the plate of fruit next to him again.

After hesitating for two seconds, he reached out and picked them all up.

Three dishes, two meat and one vegetable, a well-balanced combination.

It looks like it was carefully planned.

"Fairy Sister, I'll handle these; the rest is up to you!"

"Keep it up!"

After saying that, Fang Yu's face instantly switched to an extremely standard, enthusiastic smile, as if he had worked at Haidilao for ten years.

He carried the plate and walked straight to a table not far away.

Liu Yifei behind him was stunned.

Although she didn't know what kind of trouble Fang Yu was up to, she quickly shoved the remaining cakes and egg tarts on the table in front of her and gritted her teeth as she began to stuff them into her mouth.

She chewed with difficulty, her cheeks puffed out, while watching helplessly as Fang Yu stopped next to the fiercest-looking diner at the table.

Sitting at that table were four burly men with tattooed arms bearing images of dragons and tigers.

The men, with blindingly large gold chains around their necks, were drinking heavily, their faces flushed and spitting as they talked.

"Come on! Let's do one more!"

"Damn it! Anyone who raises fish is a coward!"

The scene was so dramatic that the guests at the surrounding tables didn't even dare to make a sound when picking up food.

Liu Yifei and the viewers in the live stream were on the edge of their seats.

What...is this guy trying to do?

Could he be thinking of asking these guys to help him eat the leftovers?

[Holy crap! What is Fang Yu doing? Is he out of his mind?]

[Judging by the size of those guys, one punch from them could send Fang Yu flying eight meters! If he says something wrong, wouldn't he be bleeding on the spot?]

[I get it, Fang Gou is trying to act cute and get the guys to help him finish the leftovers?]

[Stop trying to act cute! Acting cute in front of a gangster? Maybe a celestial beauty would do that, but if Fang Yu went, he'd probably be stuffed into a hot pot and boiled like a meatball!]

Under the tense gaze of everyone.

Fang Yu maintained his perfect professional smile, cleared his throat, and calmly spoke.

"Excuse me, gentlemen."

The four men with tattooed arms, who were in the middle of their fun, stopped and turned around in unison.

When they saw a tall, upright young man wearing a mask and hat standing next to them, carrying several plates of pork belly and fruit.

Their faces showed a hint of impatience and confusion.

One of them, with the thickest gold chain around his neck, who seemed to be the leader, frowned and asked in a gruff voice:

"What's up? Is something the matter?"

Liu Yifei watched in terror from behind, her mouth still stuffed with half an egg tart, her palms sweating, fearing that the guys would swing the green sticks at her at any moment.

However, Fang Yu remained completely calm.

His smile widened even further, and with a slight bow, he spoke in an incredibly sincere tone:

"Brother, it's like this."

"To express our gratitude to our customers for their continued support and patronage of our store."

"Our boss specifically instructed that a few extra dishes be served to you as a token of our appreciation. Please enjoy your meal!"

As he spoke, he deftly placed the two plates of pork belly and fruit platter in the empty space on his older brothers' table.

The words "a few extra dishes will be served as a gift" were uttered.

The four tattooed men were stunned.

The chat room exploded with comments!

[Holy crap?! They're giving away extra dishes?!]

I'm stunned! I'm absolutely stunned! What kind of operation is this?!

[Hahahaha! Help! My stomach! Fang Yu, are you a devil?!]

This isn't just a scam, it's blatant fraud!

[The guys' expressions: Who am I? Where am I? A buffet with free food?]

[The way the fairy sister was frantically eating cake in the back was so pitiful, hahaha! The main force was handed over to the eldest brother, while the desserts were left for their own people—a clear division of labor!]

Those four men with red faces and thick necks from drinking were tattooed.

You look at me, I look at you.

The fierce look on his face had been replaced by a sudden feeling of being flattered.

The leader's face relaxed, and he slammed his hand on the table, bursting into laughter.

"Wow! This boss is too kind! He's so efficient!"

He grabbed Fang Yu, who was about to make his exit, and enthusiastically picked up a clean glass and filled it with beer.

"Come on, bro! Have a bite!"

"Brother, you're too kind."

Fang Yu quickly waved his hand, his acting was flawless.

"I hope you guys enjoy your meal. I'm busy over there, so I won't disturb your enjoyment any longer."

After he finished speaking, he bowed slightly to the older brothers.

He concealed his achievements and fame, then turned and left.

Fang Yu quickly walked back to his seat and noticed that the cake and egg tarts in front of Liu Yifei had been completely devoured.

All that was left were a pile of tart paper and cake crumbs.

Liu Yifei's cheeks were puffed out, and there was still cream on the corner of her mouth.

She was glaring at him with a resentful look that seemed to say, "I've given so much to this relationship."

Fang Yu gave her a thumbs up, silently giving her a thumbs-up.

"Let's go, get out of here!"

"……oh."

Liu Yifei swallowed the last bite of cake with difficulty and stood up, supporting herself on the table.

Her mind was still blank at that moment.

I was completely unable to process that incredibly information-packed and absurd scene.

How exactly did Fang Yu manage to do that?

With just a few words, he got those gangsters to happily accept all their leftovers.

The two went to the bar and successfully got their deposit back.

The boss also greeted them warmly.

"Have you two finished eating? Was the food alright?"

"Not bad, not bad," Fang Yu nodded, "extremely high cost performance, I'll come again next time."

After saying that, he took Liu Yifei's hand and walked out of the store with his head held high.

The moment they pushed open the door.

The tattooed man at that table was picking up a piece of pork belly that Fang Yu had given him, preparing to put it into the hot pot.

But his hand stopped in mid-air.

A strong sense of unease suddenly surged into my heart.

He looked at the two plates of pork belly on the table, and then at the other diners around him who were cooking for themselves and enjoying their meals.

"That's not right..."

The older brother frowned deeply, his eyes filled with a huge question mark.

"Isn't this supposed to be a buffet?"

"Everyone took their own food, so where did these free dishes come from?!"

Upon hearing this, the other three older brothers immediately realized what was going on.

Four people, eight eyes, all staring at the doorway.

However, Fang Yu and Liu Yifei were no longer there.

Only the glass door with the words "push" and "pull" on it remained, swaying gently in the cold wind.