Lu Jingchen led her out of the car, and sat down in the middle of the crowd as if no one else was around.

Originally, the guests around were only attracted by the luxury cars they drove, but when they saw the appearance of the two, they cast more eyes and talked louder.

The waiter came over with a menu and asked with a smile: "Sir, miss, what do you want to eat? Order? Or should I arrange it?"

“Signature Hung Fook Noodles!”

“Signature Hung Fook Noodles!”

Gu Nanshu and Lu Jingchen spoke in unison.

The waiter was stunned, and then said with a smile: "This... This was made several years ago, and it's not done now!"

"Don't do it?" Gu Nanshu was stunned.

This waiter is very young, she has never seen it before, and it is very likely that he is a student of Jin University who came to work part-time in the noodle restaurant.

"Yeah! I haven't made it for a long time! When I first entered this noodle restaurant, I had already changed the menu." The waiter smiled, "Hongfu noodles are handmade noodles, which are cumbersome and time-consuming to make. The noodles that come out look similar, except that they are more chewy, there is no difference. The customers in our restaurant are all college students, and they just eat noodles. Just changed the menu."

"That's it. That's a pity." Gu Nanshu sighed softly, and looked at Lu Jingchen with some disappointment, "I won't be able to eat Hongfu noodles today!"

"Who said you can't eat it?"

Lu Jingchen glanced at him lightly, then looked sideways at the waiter, "Two Hongfu noodles, that's all. Someone in the back kitchen will make it."

After hearing this, Gu Nanshu was a little surprised: "Ah Chen...what are you talking about...what do you mean?"

"Before I came here, I called Uncle Zhang. He will cook himself and entertain us." Lu Jingchen raised his hand and rubbed the broken hair on her forehead, like teasing a cat, "Mrs. Lu wants to eat noodles, so I can't even fulfill my little wish, doesn't it make my husband seem incompetent?"

Gu Nanshu was in a trance for a moment, always feeling that something was wrong.

This noodle restaurant is obviously her favorite restaurant in college... She has nothing to do with the boss, why does Lu Jingchen still have the boss's phone number?
When he was in college, he often came here to eat noodles?
Wrong!
At that time, a dude like him who does not eat fireworks in the world should have loved Japanese food and French food. After all, the date place is quiet and the food is high-end, suitable for picking up girls.A time-honored noodle restaurant, a street stall like this, really doesn't fit Lu Jingchen's image.

After hearing Lu Jingchen's words, the waiter immediately understood: "So the two are the distinguished guests that the boss said! I understand, I will notify the back kitchen now. Besides two Hongfu noodles, is there anything else you need?"

Lu Jingchen raised his head and closed the menu calmly: "Uncle Zhang will arrange it."

"Okay! Wait a moment, two!"

The waiter thought, this is a VIP, shut up quickly, bowed, and hurried to the back kitchen!
Gu Nanshu rubbed his fingers, and tentatively said, "Achen, do you have something to hide from me?"

"Mrs. Lu thinks I'm hiding something from you?" Lu Jingchen asked back of course.

"For example," Gu Nanshu's clear eyes turned, and he kept his eyes fixed on Lu Jingchen, "For example, you bought this noodle restaurant by spending 1000 million yuan in anger to please me! Threats and lures, forced a bunch of old bones Uncle Zhang, you have to cook Hongfu noodles for me yourself!"

Lu Jingchen frowned, then reached out to check Gu Nanshu's forehead temperature: "I don't have a fever! Mrs. Lu has a very rich imagination!"

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