A person in Wuha: The whole internet is urging me to get back together with my ex!

"Sizzle sizzle sizzle—"

The only sound in the guesthouse lobby was the heart-wrenching whirring of a single-player game.

The white bills, like an endless tongue, coiled up on the ground, forming a small mountain of despair.

Wang Mian's fingers were trembling.

Chen Ye couldn't sit still any longer and rushed to the bar.

He bent down and pulled up the long strip of receipt from the ground.

The moment his gaze fell upon the densely packed small characters, Chen Ye's eyes widened instantly.

"Who the hell is this guy's friend?!" Chen Ye shouted, raising the receipt in his hand.

"Five hundred servings of fried rice?!"

"Feeding the pigs!"

"Who did this?!"

The hall erupted in chaos.

Chen He and Deng Chao jumped up from the sofa and rushed over.

Chen Ye's hands were trembling as he held the form.

Five hundred servings of fried rice!

This is going to exhaust the head chef of ChongQ Hotpot restaurant to death on the spot, and he'll be cremated along with his spatula!

"Quick, find it! See whose picture it is!" Li Chen snatched the form and squinted under the light to look at it.

Several people immediately took out their phones and frantically checked the likes and comments on their WeChat Moments.

Less than three seconds.

"Found it!" Li Chen slapped his thigh, laughing in exasperation.

"It's that old bastard, Sha Yi!"

"He ordered five hundred servings of fried rice for us!"

The crowd erupted in uproar.

Deng Chao gritted his teeth and pulled out his phone: "Call that old bastard on video!"

"Ask him where he is; we have to go and stuff these five hundred servings of fried rice up his nose today!"

Li Chen immediately made a WeChat video call to Sha Yi.

The video call connects instantly.

On the screen, Sha Yi's big face was right in front of the camera, her smile so wide that even her wrinkles were showing.

"Hey everyone, how are you all?"

"Idiot!" Deng Chao cursed, pointing at the screen.

"Are you out of your mind, you old bastard?!"

"Five hundred servings of fried rice? Do you think we're pigs?! Are you crazy?!"

Sha Yi remained completely calm.

He even smoothed his already thinning hair with his hand.

"Oh dear, my bad, my bad," Sha Yi said with a smile. "I'm really sorry, buddy, it was a typo."

"I was planning to order five servings for you, but I accidentally ordered two extra zeros."

The entire audience rolled their eyes in unison.

fart!

When you enter the quantity in the ordering system, you need to go into the details and change the number precisely.

Did I accidentally add two zeros?

Why not just say the keyboard came to life on its own!

"Old Sha, stop talking nonsense." Li Chen sneered as he leaned closer to the camera.

"Do you dare tell us where you are right now?"

Sha Yi is a cunning old fox.

Upon hearing this, the camera suddenly began to shake strangely.

"Feed? Feed?" Sha Yi shouted at the top of her lungs.

His eyes, however, were fixed on the camera.

"What's going on? Oh no, it's stuck!"

"Is the signal on ChongQ really that bad? I can't hear you! I'm hanging up now, I'll contact you later!"

"beep--"

The video was disconnected at lightning speed.

Chen Ye stared at the black screen.

Absolutely.

This is the ultimate defense of a seasoned veteran in the entertainment industry.

"Ah!" Wang Mian suddenly cried out again.

He squatted on the ground, clutching another piece of the receipt in his hand.

Wang Mian raised his head in terror.

"Brothers, whose friend is this?!"

He held up the list: "Thirty bottles of baijiu!"

When this number was announced, everyone gasped.

"And a note!" Wang Mian swallowed and read it aloud.

The note read: "Chen He, drink more. I know you love to drink."

Chen He was still mocking Li Chen.

He was completely stunned.

His fat twitched twice, and he snatched the form away.

Two eyes were fixed on the extremely familiar-looking profile picture above.

"Sun Yizhou!" Chen He roared, jumping up and down. "You bastard! Are you trying to kill me in Chongqing?!"

A deafening burst of maniacal laughter erupted in the hall.

Chen Ye leaned against the bar, laughing so hard his stomach hurt.

Wonderful!

The superficial brotherhood in the Love Apartment was on full display at this moment.

Forget all the sweet talk and concern, I'll just send you to heaven with thirty bottles of baijiu!

But it's not over yet.

Compared to this insane machine, the fried rice and liquor we just ate were merely appetizers.

The next orders completely plunged everyone into cyber numbness.

Lu Han squatted on the ground, holding an extremely long sheet in his hand.

His face was deathly pale, like a goose whose neck had been choked.

He mechanically turned his head to look at the crowd.

"Um... someone ordered fifty bull penises and fifty sheep penises for me..."

Lu Han paused, her tone revealing a deep sense of despair.

"They also provided fifty bottles of baijiu (Chinese liquor)."

The noise in the entire hall stopped instantly.

Immediately afterwards, with a loud "boom," everyone burst into laughter, falling to their knees.

Zheng Kai laughed so hard he knelt on the ground and frantically pounded the floor.

Deng Chao clutched his stomach, tears streaming down his face.

Chen Ye forced himself to suppress a pig-like laugh.

But he had already mentally overturned the table a hundred times.

Holy crap! Little deer, what kind of mess have you made?!

Last night you announced in your tent that you were going to have a third child, and today your friend sent you a "third-child nutrition package" from afar!

Fifty bull whips and fifty sheep whips!

If I ate this stuff in one sitting, I could tear down the load-bearing wall of this guesthouse by hand tonight!

"Stop laughing!" Lu Han said anxiously, her face turning red.

He crumpled the document into a ball: "This is definitely Gao Hanyuqian's! I'm going to block him!"

Dilraba, who was sitting next to her, was casually picking at her nails.

When Lu Han read out "fifty bull whips and sheep whips", her fingers paused for several seconds.

Fifty? And with baijiu (Chinese liquor)?

Is this friend planning to just send Lu Han away?

The bursts of laughter around us were so loud they lifted the roof off.

Dilraba barely managed to hold back from bursting out laughing on the spot.

She glanced at Lu Han beside her out of the corner of her eye.

The man's face was ashen, but his cheeks were flushed.

He looked like a quail struck by lightning, staring at the table in despair.

The anger in Reba's heart suddenly dissipated a little.

Last night, she deliberately said something sarcastic to see how long this blockhead could hold out.

As it turned out, this idiot actually dared to come up and ask for a photo with me that afternoon.

Watching him bewildered by this outrageous order, Dilraba felt a secret sense of satisfaction.

It made you act impulsively four years ago, it made you think too much.

Now you're getting your comeuppance.

Dilraba maintained her aloof demeanor on the surface, but her legs twitched slightly.

Fifty bullwhips? How weak must he be lately for his friend to be so upset?

Even if he's lucky enough to eat it, is he lucky enough to digest it?

At this moment, Song Yuqi also silently pulled out a document from the pile of documents.

She looked at the list, and her lips twitched slightly.

"Um... my friend ordered me 100 bottles of Red Bull."

Everyone burst into laughter again, teasing her about whether she was planning to stay up all night.

Chen Ye raised an eyebrow.

One hundred bottles of Red Bull?

If this rich girl really finishes those 100 bottles, she can drag him into doing 3,000 push-ups tonight.

I need to stay away from her tonight.

Just when the whole place was in chaos...

Wang Zhengyu, who had been hiding in the corner, slowly walked out.

He was holding a thermos in his hand, grinning like a cunning old weasel.

"Excuse me, teachers," Wang Zhengyu cleared his throat.

"The total amount of the order now is 89,000 yuan."

"And this order contains a lot of things."

Eighty-nine thousand!

When this number came down, everyone's smiles vanished instantly.

"Old Wang." Deng Chao's expression immediately changed, and he threw down the list in his hand.

"There are so many, cancel them! This is such a waste of food, and this is a positive-energy program!"

Everyone nodded and agreed enthusiastically.

This has to be refunded.

Otherwise, if it gets out online that the Five Ha Crew spent 89,000 yuan on a hot pot meal, they'll be trending on social media tomorrow for their wasteful spending.

Chen Ye put his hands in his pockets and looked coldly at Wang Zhengyu.

"We haven't paid yet, and the dishes definitely haven't all been prepared, so we can definitely get a refund."

Lu Han reacted extremely quickly; he suddenly covered his forehead, his body swaying precariously.

"Ouch, I can't take it anymore, my head suddenly hurts so much."

"I'm probably still drunk from last night. You guys go ahead and have the meal, I won't go."

After saying that, Lu Han turned around and walked towards the sofa, looking as if she was about to take a long nap on the spot.

Upon seeing this, Chen He immediately followed.

He slumped onto the sofa, clutching his chest and wailing.

"Yes, yes, my head hurts too. Just looking at these thirty bottles of liquor is enough to give me alcohol poisoning."

"Let's go to sleep, we won't eat."

Everyone started pretending to be dead.

Wang Zhengyu looked at these seasoned veterans without getting angry at all; instead, he grinned lewdly.

"Don't rush, everyone," Wang Zhengyu waved his hand.

"Okay, let's go to the hot pot restaurant first. We can talk about whatever it is when we get there. We can't just leave the owner waiting."

They exchanged glances.

Actually, they all understand.

The production team would never actually spend 89,000 yuan to include those random things; they must have a backup plan.

If this continues, things will get out of control.

"Alright, alright, let's go." Deng Chao reluctantly got up.

The group dragged their heavy steps downstairs, grumbling and cursing, and boarded the Coaster bus.

The atmosphere inside the carriage was unusually lively.

They were just cursing their bad friends.

"These bastards, they all love to watch the drama unfold." Chen He leaned back in his chair.

"What a terrible mistake in choosing friends!"

"They look all respectable normally, but when it comes to ordering food, their true colors are revealed!"

Everyone laughed and agreed, making a lot of noise along the way.

Not long after, the Coaster came to a smooth stop in front of the hot pot restaurant.

It was lunchtime.

The lobby on the first floor of the hot pot restaurant was bustling with noise, and the heat and aroma of the spicy hot pot hit you right in the face.

To avoid attracting a crowd, everyone was quickly escorted up to the second-floor rooftop by staff.

The entire rooftop terrace on the second floor has been generously booked by the production team.

Upon entering the building, the first thing you see is a long, rectangular table placed in the center.

Three hot pots with two separate broths were already set up on the table.

The red soup was bubbling and churning.

Everyone tacitly walked over and sat down.

Chen Ye pulled Song Yuqi along and took up the center position at the long table.

Reba naturally sat down next to Song Yuqi.

Lu Han lingered behind Dilraba for half a second, then decisively pulled out a chair and sat down to Dilraba's right.

Chen Ye took in all of this out of the corner of his eye.

He gave a slight twitch at the corner of his mouth.

This kid has clearly gotten bolder ever since we took the group photo this afternoon.

On the other side of the long table, there was a uniform array of long guns and short cannons.

Dozens of cameramen and staff were on high alert.

As soon as everyone was seated, steady footsteps came from the bottom of the stairs.

Wang Zhengyu, carrying his megaphone, strolled up leisurely.

He walked to the front of the long table and stood there.

His gaze swept over the group of guests who were still shaken.

"Dear teachers, it seems that you all have a lot of opinions about the order results just now," Wang Zhengyu said with a smile.

"Everyone wants to eat a normal portion, right?"

Everyone nodded their heads like chickens pecking at rice.

Wang Zhengyu put down the loudspeaker and pulled out a script from behind his back.

"Alright then." Wang Zhengyu drawled out his words.

A dangerous smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

"Since we don't want the Grand Slam set meal, let's play a little ordering game instead."