The Apocalyptic Boss Raises Buns In the Interstellar

  Chapter 249 Textbook-level face-changing kung fu

   "No, what did you say?"

  Jun Moyao stared at Xiaoxing, "Si Ling wants to teach her cooking skills to all interstellar creatures?"

  Why is she so generous?

  Does she know how precious this cooking skill she has mastered is?

  How can this woman dare to spread anything out? !

  Doesn’t she know that these abilities in her are priceless treasures that can’t be exchanged with all interstellar wealth?

  Just the year before last, the Federation Interstellar passed unanimously, and the cooking art was included as the intangible cultural heritage of the Interstellar Federation.

  But this woman is great, she has such a precious thing, she doesn’t know how to hide it under her armpit, and she dares to teach it to others!

  No, you can't let this guy mess around.

Xiaoxing didn't notice Jun Moyao's inner frenzy.

   only heard the unbelievable in his tone, so he explained as soon as possible: "The news came through the wolf."

  "My mistress wanted to sell the natural ingredients she collected at a high price in this way, so..."

"Snapped."

  Jun Moyao snapped the chopsticks in her hand on the table, "She has some ingredients, how can she go to war and sell it to others?"

   Xiaoxing watched the violent blue veins of the master, so scared that he dared not say anything.

  In Xiaoxing’s view, the mistress could not be more clever to come up with this way to sell things.

  Why is the master now more angry when he hears this news than when he learns that she wants to teach interstellar creatures to cook?

  Jun Moyao ignored Xiaoxing’s inner doubts and immediately ordered: "Immediately, immediately, cancel all the itineraries this afternoon."

small star:"……"

   Before it could answer, the doorbell rang outside the office.

  Jun Moyao looked at the food on the table that had not had time to eat, and quickly put the lid on it and put it in the storage lock.

  Adjust the facial expression to the original expressionless face, then press the call button and tell the outside: "Come in."

  Xiaoxing was shocked by the speed of her owner's face change.

  Before the mistress appeared in the past, it had never seen its master gaffe.

  But today because of a decision made by the mistress, not only did he lose his temper.

   let it, the smart housekeeper, witnessed a textbook-level face-changing kung fu.

  Xiaoxing admired the calm, graceful and noble master as he recovered, and disappeared into the air for a moment.

   Soon, the sound of footsteps came from the direction of the door.

  Not long after, a middle-aged man holding a working brain appeared in front of Jun Moyao.

  The other party respectfully said: "Your Excellency, the lords of the Federation are ready, and there are still two minutes before the meeting time."

  "The information about the thoughts about this meeting you need, the small ones have been sent to your work brain, please check them in due time."

"understood."

  Jun Mo Yao glanced at him, "It's okay here, you can go down."

  The visitor looked at Jun Moyao in amazement: "Didn’t your elder say that this meeting will be recorded by the younger ones?"

  "You make a record and go back to your office to do it. Don't bother me here."

  Jun Moyao ignored his stunned gaze, lowered his head and turned on his work brain, flipping through the materials needed for this meeting.

  The middle-aged man hesitated slightly after hearing his irrefutable remarks, got up and bowed: "Yes, let's go out for the younger one."

  Jun Moyao: "By the way, let me know immediately. This meeting is postponed for a quarter of an hour."

  As for why it was postponed for a quarter of an hour, he did not explain, nor did he bother to explain.

  The middle-aged took a deep look at Jun Moyao, took a deep breath and respectfully said: "Yes, I will tell everyone to wait a quarter of an hour."

  (End of this chapter)