"F * ck, aren't those two guys the director and cameraman of the production team? Why did it feel like they were the reincarnation of two hungry ghosts?”
"Is the production team that poor? The director and cameraman couldn't even afford to eat? Why was he so eager to eat the leftovers?”
"This is really puzzling. Look at how they are wolfing down their food. They are even hungrier than beggars who have been starving for three days and three nights.”
"F * ck, do you have to be so exaggerated? The director is actually licking the plate. It's too f * cking disgusting.”
"I bet that they did it on purpose just for the show's effect. Hai, they really worked hard. I want to give them a thumbs up.”
"Look at the actions and expressions of these two people licking the plates. They look so intoxicated. It seems that these two are buried actors. Their acting skills are not inferior to those of the best actors.”
"Idiot above, if you don't explain, do you think everyone is a movie king? The director and cameraman are clearly acting in their own ways.”
"That's right, that's right. Just now, the director even sent the other staff away on purpose just to steal Qin Jun's fresh fish soup and egg fried rice.”
"Their actions can only prove one thing, and that is that Qin Jun's fresh fish soup and Egg Fried Rice were too delicious and tempting, making them lose control of themselves and lose their integrity.”
"Oh my god, is Qin Jun's cooking so delicious? This is too unbelievable."
……
The executive director and the chief cameraman, who were madly licking the plates, did not realize that their pathetic behavior and wretched expressions had been clearly seen by the millions of viewers in the live broadcast room.
He wondered how they would react when they found out that their actions of stealing leftovers had been completely recorded.
Awkward?
Embarrassed?
Shame to meet people?
Or all three.
No one could say for sure, but at least the executive director and the chief cameraman were extremely satisfied and happy.
"Delicious, too delicious!"
"I've lived for half my life, but I've never eaten such delicious Egg Fried Rice!”
"This mouthful of fresh fish soup has hooked my soul away. If I can't eat such delicious food in the future, how can I live?”
The executive director and the chief cameraman leaned back in their chairs without any regard for their image. They were both satisfied and distressed.
To be able to eat such a delicacy was definitely the biggest surprise in his life.
However, when they thought that they might not be able to eat such a delicious dish in the future, their hearts were filled with endless disappointment.
"Old Wang, can you think of a way to let us eat this kind of top-grade food every two days?”
After thinking about it for a while, the chief cameraman, Old Zhu, suddenly asked the chief director, who had a complicated expression on his face.
"What are you thinking about? How could there be such a good thing? Do you think you can eat this kind of delicious food every day?”
The executive director rolled his eyes at the chief cameraman and said unhappily,"It's already a great fortune to be able to eat it once in your life. You still want to eat it every day? You're too greedy!"
Who wouldn't want to eat such a peerless delicacy every day?
The key was that the possibility of this happening was almost zero.
The executive director was also a public figure with status and status. He was also quite wealthy and had a lot of knowledge.
He knew very well that a chef who could make delicacies like Overwhelming Sadness Rice and Fresh Fish Soup was definitely the best chef in the world.
How could a chef of this level cook for you every day?
Do you think you are the president of the United States?
Even the president of the United States had to queue up to make an appointment if he wanted to eat such delicacies.
Although they had a high status in the variety world and could be considered as upper-class figures, it was undoubtedly a fool's dream to have a world-class chef cook for them every day.
"Old Wang, if it were any other top chef in the world, I naturally wouldn't dare to have such thoughts. However, don't forget that these two dishes were made by Qin Jun!”
Chief photographer Lao Zhu's eyes flashed with hope as he said excitedly,"Qin Jun is the boss of Happiness Inn. He will definitely solve the food problem. As long as we are thick-skinned, we might have a chance!”
"Old Zhu, you…are absolutely right!”
The executive director slapped his thigh excitedly and said,"He's one of us. How could I have forgotten about this? What a pig's brain.”
If it were other world-class chefs, the executive director would not have the right to invite them to cook for them alone.
However, Qin Jun was different. Qin Jun was a permanent guest of " The Inn of Happiness ". He was the owner of the inn. If he didn't care about the food, who would?
Could he ask his wife, Yang Mi, to cook?
Based on their understanding of Qin Jun, the wife-doting demon Qin Jun would never do such a thing.
In other words, the position of chef in the inn would definitely fall on Qin Jun.
The task of cooking would definitely be completed by Qin Jun.
In this way, wouldn't the executive director and the others have the chance to taste this rare and peerless delicacy again?
As the executive director and chief cameraman of the production team, as long as they were thick-skinned enough to lick their faces and freeload, Qin Jun and Yang Mi wouldn't dare to chase them out without any face, right?
F * ck, this idea is really great!
As long as she could eat Qin Jun's delicious food again, what was the big deal about losing some face?
The so-called face is really precious, the price of moral integrity is even higher, if for the sake of delicious food, both can be thrown away.
Compared to delicious food, face and integrity were useless!
It can't be eaten, so throw it away quickly!
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