Gao Xiao Leng

Chapter 154 Good Story Fundraising Fund

Although the old man Sun Buyu was mentally prepared, after all, the divine egg fried rice smelled so delicious, but what's the use of being mentally prepared?He finished eating in one go and then started licking the plate again.

"Mr. Sun, pay attention to your image!" Qian Bushi reminded in a low voice with a frown.

The old man Sun Buyu, who was licking the plate, had no time to answer his words. If the old white-haired man who doesn't eat money keeps talking, he is ready to grab the god egg fried rice that doesn't eat money.

Of course, the old man who has no food for money is also a mature man, so he knows Sun Buyu's taste best, and his taste is even a little higher than his own.

Now he was able to save face and lick the plate, which shows that the taste of this divine egg fried rice is not only superior to its appearance and aroma, but also absolutely delicious.

The old man Qian Bushi saw Sun Buyu licking the plate while still glancing at his god egg fried rice out of the corner of his eye. For the first time in his life, he felt the sense of crisis that others were trying to snatch the food.

Let's not talk about whether this god egg fried rice is delicious, even if half of the god egg fried rice is worth [-], he can't let others snatch it!

The most effective way to avoid others grabbing food is to eat food, eat, eat...

The old man Qianbushi is doing exactly this. He originally wanted to eat the fried rice with the god's eggs quickly, so as to avoid that old ghost Sun snatching the food, but once he starts to eat the first bite, he doesn't need to eat it again. Deliberately speeding up, the feeling that all the taste buds in his mouth were stimulated and excited caused him to just open his mouth instinctively, and he could quickly eat half of the divine egg fried rice.

What's more, the old man who didn't eat money immediately started to lick the plate in a circle after eating the fried rice with divine eggs, completely forgetting that he had just reminded old man Sun Buyu to pay attention to his image. What kind of shit is image.

"Old Qian, pay attention to your image!" Sun Buyu reminded in a low voice teasingly.

"I'm almost out of breath with excitement, what kind of shit is my image!" Qian Bushi, who had already finished licking his plate quickly, said with a smile.

"Yeah, I didn't expect that this chef is not only top-notch in cooking, but also has a unique ability to find ingredients. He can actually find all the lost divine eggs. From this point of view, 500 yuan for a portion of divine egg fried rice is not too expensive. Yes, but it's too cheap. Waiter, please serve another fried rice with divine eggs." Sun Buyu said in a coquettish way with his chin trembling slightly.

"Yes, another serving of divine egg fried rice, as usual, serve separately, and two glasses of plain water." Qian Bushi added with a raised eyebrow.

"Okay, 500 yuan, cash or credit card?" Miss Xiaoqin asked skillfully.

It seems that these two old guys were so happy that they forgot one important thing, that is, they can have another piece of fried rice with eggs, but they really don’t have any money!But it doesn't matter if you don't have money, they will pretend to be aggressive!

"Isn't there a discount for the second one?" Old man Sun Buyu asked with his jaw trembling slightly.

"It's not a discount, and it's not the second one. The last one was your older one. If you order it again, it can only be regarded as an older one." Miss Xiaoqin said very seriously.

"Cut, what's the difference!" Qian Bushi raised his white eyebrows dismissively.

"Mr. Qian, do you want to order fried rice with eggs?" Miss Xiaoqin blinked her eyes vigorously, almost being entangled by these two old men.

"How about this, can you pay on credit first?" Qian Bushi said with a frown.

"This store does not accept credit." Gao Xiaoqin put one hand on his forehead and pointed to the store rules on the wall.

"Then let's use our wages to deduct the money from the head office, right?" Qian Bushi said angrily.

"No, your wages are not enough to deduct a portion of divine egg fried rice." Miss Xiaoqin refused after seeing Boss Gao's expressionless face.

"Mr. Qian, Mr. Qian, why are you getting angry with a girl doll? Let me see it this way. When we earn enough wages for a piece of fried rice with eggs here, we can eat another piece of fried rice with eggs. !" Sun Buyu began to smooth things over.

"I don't care. Didn't you ask for another portion first?" Qian Bushi said angrily with a glare.

"Don't be angry, old friend. I'm an old fool. I'm ashamed. I want to order another fried rice with eggs. Isn't this embarrassing the little girl? I think it's better to forget it!" Sun Buyu said with a trembling jaw .

"Hmph!" Qian Bushi snorted coldly with trembling eyebrows.

"Mr. Sun, you've also eaten this divine egg fried rice. Can you continue telling the legend about the ingredients of divine egg fried rice?" Jia Ao couldn't help but urge.

"I'm sorry, young man, old man, I haven't tasted the taste of fried rice with fried eggs. Unfortunately, I finished it. Let's talk about it when my old man eats fried rice with fried eggs again."

"I think so. It's not good for us to listen to Mr. Sun's story for nothing. Why don't we raise money to buy another fried rice with divine eggs for Mr. Sun?" After Jia Ao finished speaking, he squeezed at Section Chief Wu Daming who was standing in the corner. I rolled my eyes.

Section Chief Wu Daming, who understood, immediately trotted to donate the only one hundred yuan bill left on his body. This is Minister Jia Ao, and his sister is Vice President Jia Zeqin. Section Chief Wu Daming cannot afford to offend him.

"Okay, now someone has donated 100 yuan, is there anyone who likes to listen to stories?" Jia Ao said again.

It’s a pity that everyone is watching the fun with a fun attitude. To be honest, the only diners at the scene are Chief Wu Daming, who is the poorest person. If you donate these 100 yuan, I’m afraid you won’t even have to pay for a taxi when you go out. there is none left.

Jia Ao yelled like this for a while, but it was a pity that no one continued to donate money, but as the head of the production department, he had plenty of ways to deal with this situation.

Jia Ao took out three brand new hundred-yuan bills from his wallet, and then took out the phone book and pen.

Section Chief Wu Daming immediately ran over with understanding, and Minister Jia Ao laid the phone book flat on Section Chief Wu Daming's back, and he started to record from the blank space on the back of the phone book.

The title is Good Story Fundraising Fund, and below it is clearly written the date, location, name and amount of the fundraising.

After Minister Jia Ao finished writing, he handed the 400 yuan, phone book and pen to Section Chief Wu Daming.

Section Chief Wu Daming always thinks about how to climb up, and now there is a ready-made thigh waiting for him to hug, how can he not hug it?

Things like this don't need to be taught by others.

(End of this chapter)