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Chapter 9 If you want to eat, buy it yourself.



Chapter 9 If you want to eat, buy it yourself.

"Da da da"

A sound came from afar.

Li Na and Zhao Qiang quickly walked to Lin Chen's stall.

As soon as they got close, the fragrance that had been just a faint wisp in the distance now wafted towards them.

The pure aroma of rice, mixed with the rich fragrance of eggs, has no pungent smell of chemical flavorings, only the allure of food.

Zhao Qiang took a deep breath, his eyes widened instantly, and his stomach rumbled as if his cravings had been fully awakened.

Zhang, the security captain, who was standing not far away, was standing on tiptoe and craning his neck to look in this direction.

Hearing the noise, he turned his head awkwardly.

"Captain Zhang, what... what exactly is going on?"

Zhao Qiang pointed to Liu Wei, who was sitting on a stool eating rice, and asked, swallowing hard.

The security captain, clutching his equally hungry stomach, gave a wry smile: "Manager Zhao, how would I know?"

Manager Liu insisted on buying it, and I couldn't stop him.

This smell... it's just too weird.

Li Na ignored the security captain.

She stared intently at Liu Wei, who was sitting on a small stool.

At this moment, Liu Wei's suit jacket was already unbuttoned, and his tie was pulled crooked.

He was holding the disposable takeout box in one hand and a spoon in the other, shoveling fried rice into his mouth at an exaggerated speed.

"Crunch... crunch..."

The sound of a spoon scraping against the bottom of a plastic lunchbox was, to Li Na, the most agonizing sound in the world.

Liu Wei was so focused on eating that he didn't even notice that Li Na and Zhao Qiang had walked up behind him.

Li Na looked at the fried rice in the lunchbox, which was less than a third of the way through, each grain distinct and golden in color, and her throat involuntarily bobbed.

Her previously strong psychological defenses cracked dramatically at this moment.

"Liu Wei".

Li Na finally couldn't hold back any longer. She took a step forward in her high heels, trying her best to make her voice sound a little reserved, "Is this food really that delicious?"

"You...you get me a new spoon and let me have a taste!"

In Li Na's view, everyone is a colleague, and Liu Wei always takes the initiative to pay for the often expensive Michelin-starred casual lunches they go out for at noon, showing great gentlemanly manners.

It's just a plate of fried rice from a roadside stall. If I condescend to try a bite, Liu Wei will definitely be flattered and hand it over immediately.

However, upon hearing Li Na's voice, Liu Wei, who was about to put the last spoonful of rice into his mouth, suddenly stopped.

He turned his head and glanced at Li Na.

His eyes lacked their usual politeness and gentlemanly demeanor; instead, they revealed a deep sense of wariness.

next second.

Instead of getting a new spoon, Liu Wei suddenly turned around and used his back to block Li Na's view.

He held the lunchbox tightly with both arms, his whole body hunched over.

"No!"

As Liu Wei shoveled the rest of the fried rice into his mouth, he shouted indistinctly, "This is what I bought for ninety-nine yuan!"

It's so delicious, I can't even have enough for myself, I won't share any!

If you want to eat it, just scan the code and buy it yourself!

The surroundings fell silent instantly.

Li Na froze on the spot, her outstretched hand hanging in mid-air, her face filled with disbelief.

She stared wide-eyed at Liu Wei's broad back, and only one phrase remained in her mind: a hungry dog ​​guarding its food!

How could a street vendor's fried rice make a high-level manager, who usually frequents upscale office buildings and is always talking about expensive red wine and custom-made steaks, abandon even the most basic decorum and image?!

Wang Hai, who was standing to the side, burst out laughing when he saw this.

"Hahaha! Hey beautiful lady, did you see that?"

This is the skill of our Brother Chen!

Wang Hai gave a big thumbs up, "You didn't believe me before, but now you know what it means to not have enough to eat, right?"

Sitting next to the tricycle, Tangtang swung her little feet and echoed in her childish voice, "Uncle Fatty is right!"

You can't take the food your dad makes.

Auntie is hungry, so you need to use your phone to buy your own food. Don't steal Uncle's food, that's not good.

When a little girl lectured her in front of everyone, Li Na's face instantly turned bright red, then pale and then flushed.

Meanwhile, Zhao Qiang, standing behind Li Na, watched as Liu Wei tilted the lunchbox, used a spoon to scrape the last grain of rice and a piece of scallion into his mouth, and then stared at the empty lunchbox with a look of utter disappointment.

Zhao Qiang was so hungry he couldn't stand it anymore.

"I can't worry about that anymore!"

Let Mr. Li yell all he wants, I'm going to eat this today!

Zhao Qiang strode up to Lin Chen's tricycle, pulled out his phone, and pointed it at the QR code for payment hanging on the front of the vehicle.

"Boss, give me two servings!"

No, three servings, please! I'll take them all to go, I'm starving!

Zhao Qiang shouted impatiently.

Lin Chen stood in front of the stove, his left hand holding the iron pot and his right hand holding the spatula, and said in a calm tone: "Fried rice is very filling."

One serving is enough to fill you up.

Fried rice not only tastes bad once it gets cold, but it can also upset your stomach.

Let's finish one serving first.

Zhao Qiang was stunned for a moment. Looking at Lin Chen's unquestionable professional attitude, his impatience was inexplicably suppressed.

"Okay, okay, I'll take your suggestion, boss. One serving is fine!"

Hurry up!

Zhao couldn't wait to scan the code.

"Beep—WeChat payment received, 99 yuan."

The cold, mechanical female voice sounded again.

After scanning the code, Zhao Qiang stared longingly at Lin Chen.

At this moment, only Li Na remained standing in the same spot.

Even the security captain, Brother Zhang, couldn't help but move forward. Although he didn't pay out of politeness, his staring eyes betrayed his true feelings.

Lin Chen fired again.

"Click!"

A fierce fire rose up.

As Lin Chen tossed the wok with his left hand and wielded the spatula with his right, a new wave of aroma spread.

Li Na stood there, her legs feeling as heavy as if they were filled with lead.

Her stomach was spasming violently, protesting against her brain's stubbornness.

Her nostrils were filled with this soul-stirring fragrance.

Liu Wei, standing next to her, was still staring blankly at the empty lunchbox, not even glancing at her, completely immersed in the lingering feeling.

Under the extreme allure of the fragrance and the contrasting stimulation of two male colleagues.

The last shred of reason in Li Na's mind finally shattered completely with a "crack".

What kind of high-class white-collar reserve is this!

What a romantic, five-star Western-style restaurant!

Faced with this fragrance, she forgot everything else.

Li Na bit her lower lip hard, her cheeks flushed red as if they were about to bleed.

She took a deep breath, silently took out her phone from her designer handbag, and tapped the scan button.

She walked toward the dilapidated tricycle stall that she had just looked down upon.

Blushing, she pointed her phone at the QR code on the stall.

"Boss, give me one too!"

"drop"

"WeChat payment received, 99 yuan."


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