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"What's the matter with that person." The director of the program group suddenly saw a strange man in front of the camera and yelled at the staff. This little thing can't be done well.

"Director, he is the boss of Fucheng Beicheng." The staff trembling.

He wants to break in. No one dares to stop him.

The director hurried to stop, but it was a live broadcast, and someone already saw the existence of Fu Shishu.

"Oh my god, what did I see? Isn't that Fu Shishu? The big man on the front page of the financial newspaper."

"Does Fu Shishu really like Lu Yao's **** star?"

"OMG, the real person of Fu Shishu is too handsome."

"Confession Fu, President Fu I love you."

North city.

"Pan Yi, you said what I saw, our brother actually appeared on the reality show." Fang Xin took his mobile phone and fart over.

"What are you talking about." Pan Yi felt at the first time that his ears had auditory hallucinations, but Fu Shishu's guy was hidden. During this time, he stayed in the dark, and went to the game several times, but did not see his figure .

How could a person like him appear on a show, but it's not a show to show.

Pan Yi was going to watch it with a belief he never believed. When he saw the screenshot, his eyes almost glared out.

Fang Xin: "It's our brother's right, my eyes should have no flowers."

Pan Yi rubbed his eyes, his eyes fixed on Fu Shishu's face, his face shocked, "Yes, really."

He flipped the video forward, and it happened that Lu Yao used a large spoon to deliver food to his mouth, probably knowing why Fu Shishu was there.

"Brother, why are you there?" Fu Shishu shouldn't be sitting in the CEO's office at this time?

Pan Yi calmed down and calmed down, "I think he is crazy for someone."

Now the program is paused, and the frypot is already on the Internet. I'm seeing the key places. Why did I stop? I greeted the director's ancestors for the eighteenth generation.

The director is now afraid to go to the barrage on the Internet. He is afraid to watch a sudden myocardial infarction.

The director did not dare to look for Fu Shishu and directly pulled Lu Yao over, "Mr. Lu Yao, Fu is not always your invitation."

Lu Yao waved his hands and looked up at the sky, an expression I didn't know well with him, who he was, and I didn't know him.

The director wiped his sweat and thought how the big Buddha really came. Mr. Fu's temper was eccentric and weird, and few people could resist.

"Mr. Fu, are you here?" The director dragged the tail and didn't know what to say. "Are you looking for Teacher Lu Yao? Wait until today's show is over, you can meet alone."

"Who wants to meet him alone, I don't know him," Lu Yao was a little angry that Fu Shishu affected her work.

"Teacher Lu Yao, don't say that." The director was a bit anxious to see Lu Yao when he didn't want to understand Fu Shishu.

Fu Shishu saw that Lu Yao made it clear that he didn't want to take care of him, but he saw that Lu Yao and Chen Yanxing were both showing affection, which was more uncomfortable than when he dropped a big project.

"I also participate in the show." Fu Shishu took off his blazer and put it on his arms, he swept the director's eyebrows, his eyes sharp.

The director was suddenly released from extreme fear and fell into extreme excitement.

Fu Shishu actually wanted to participate in the show, he heard it right. Those super-elite successful people who didn't even bother to watch financial shows would actually participate in this reality show.

The ratings are definitely breaking the table.

Lu Yao stared at Fu Shishu for a while, and it was estimated that Fu Shishu's brain should have been kicked by a donkey.

Fu Shishu pocketed his hand and raised his jaw slightly, watching Chen Yanxing's eyes provocatively full of meaning.

The show was re-launched, and Fu Shishu was added, and the number of people who had been onlookers soared, almost breaking the highest number of viewers for the show in history.

The basic work of the restaurant was ready yesterday, and it officially opened today.

An Qi, Nan Xi wants to grab the camera and make a point. Nan Xi wants to be a waiter, An Qi cooks, Liu Hao ca n’t cook, and the waiter is too old to go to the cash register. It doesn't matter what you do, but the image is good, the people are gentle, and you are assigned to be a waiter. The rest is the kitchen washing job.

This work is not only dirty and tiring, but also has so few critical shots. After all, it's good to wash dishes one by one, mechanical work, nothing to shoot.

Chen Yanxing, Fu Shishu's cooking with two people is absolutely impossible. If you go to the plate and collect the cash register, the indifferent face that stands high and rejects people for thousands of miles, no one can bear it.

They are also suitable for washing dishes in the background.

It turned out to be Chen Yanxing alone, now Fu Shishu has also been added, and he does not want to do other things, he can only wash the dishes.

Chen Yanxing looked at Gao Leng, but he was not so particular about it. He was a director for several years. He had lunch with the crew, stayed overnight, slept in a tent, and let him wash, but Fu Shishu was different, life was too smooth. He was born with a golden spoon in his eyes, and his eyes were higher than the top of his head. He became a boss at a young age, and it was difficult for ordinary people to see him.

He actually wants to wash the dishes?

"Mr. Fu, I'll wash the dishes and chopsticks. I'll wash it for you." An Qi used to be a big man from the North City who couldn't see his head. Even today, even if he was tired, he had to express himself.

Maybe her understanding was discovered by Fu Shishu, and she might like her.

Lu Yao came in and deliberately glanced at it, knowing that Fu Shishu didn't do anything, copying his hands to become uncle.

In the past, Fu Shishu loved to do whatever she wanted, which had nothing to do with her, but Fu Shishu had invaded her work, Lu Yao was very upset, she was afraid that Fu Shishu would come here every time, several times, in that circle No one dared to ask her to do the show.

"Isn't it your job to wash the dishes?"

"Do I look like someone who knows how to wash detergent?" Fu Shishu was arrogant and arrogant. His hands signed hundreds of millions of contracts, not for washing dishes, nor for ordinary people.

He heard Lu Yao wanted to beat people.

"How can you say Mr. Fu this way?" An Qi smirked in her heart, and while yelling at Land Yao's idiot, she dared to make Mr. Fu angry, and quickly stood in Fu Shishu's camp.

"Please don't call him Mr. Fu, he's just a little dishwashing young man now." Lu Yao hummed and looked at Fu Shishu's suddenly somber face, hoping he would get out of the show immediately and don't affect the show.

The people present were all white, so Lu Yao didn't take it seriously and took Fu Shishu's face for pleasure.

Fu Shishu stared at Landing Yao quietly for a long time, scolded for a few days, and then picked up the rag resting on the edge of the pool and looked disgusted.

In order to participate in the show, Angeli went to work hard to learn how to cook. It really didn't go to vain. The response from the guests was good. It was that Fu Fu Shishu and Lu Yanxing had more guests and more dishes.

Fu Shishu ’s face did n’t rise from the sun, he rolled up his sleeves, his high-end light blue shirt was covered with oil, his face was stiff, his facial features were stiff, and his arms were stiff. His eyes were cold and his eyes were cold. The people filmed were all cold and sweaty.

"Director, let's not shoot Mr. Fu." The photographer was really scared, afraid of being retaliated after going back.

"Shoot, of course." The director gritted his teeth and let out.

Chen Yanxing sneered, "Mr. Fu, how are you feeling? Is it cool?"

After Chen Yanxing finished washing, he went out to smoke a cigarette and came back. To be honest, he looked at Fu Shishu's stinky face, and it was quite cool.

"Shuang your mother." Fu Shishu lowered his face.

Today I have been busy working for a day. In addition to Lu Yao ’s ability to stand, everyone else at home is a young lady, a young master. The days when clothes come to reach out for meals and mouths are used to.

An Qi wants to make a sumptuous dinner for everyone, show her cooking skills, and sell her feelings, but after cooking for a day, her arms can't be lifted, and the back is scolded by the guests several times. , Is slow.

"I will do it."

Lu Yao ran to the kitchen and burned four or five dishes with ready-made ingredients. The dishes were served up, hot and fragrant. This color look is not like a novice at all, the technology is very sophisticated.

The director ordered a lunch box outside but hadn't eaten it yet. He smelled the smell of the food inside. He also came in fartly and had a cheeky face and had to sit down and eat.

"Ms. Lu Yao, you have such a good cooking skills?" The director took a few bites, and felt that this taste was better than the taste made by Angel. The food tasted by Angel was not unpleasant, but it was never very tasty. At first glance, I know that it is a novice and a new learner, but Lu Yao's dishes are like those made at home. They have a good taste and are easy to eat.

An Qi's face is not good, looking at Land Yao, always feels hard for a day, has been ridiculed by Lu Yao.

"I'm poor at home and I'm used to it." Lu Yaoyun said lightly.

If she can't even cook, she still has to wait for her. It is estimated that the Lu family has lost her long ago.

After eating, those who want to take a break early go to the bath first.

The program group has limited conditions, so you have to line up to take a shower.

Lu Yao was not in a hurry, sitting at the gate blowing. In the tropics, at night, the weather is not cold, Lu Yao hugged his knees and looked at the big tree in front of him.

When Fu Shishu went to Lu Yao after smoking, he saw the bright lights, and Lu Yao's face was white and clear, and her eyes were clear.

"Lu Yao." As soon as Fu Shishu approached, Lu Yao disgusted him. "You are so stinky."

Mr. Fu, who was used to staying in the air-conditioned room, never had a trace of sweat on his body. At this moment, there was an oily smell and a smell of sweat.

Fu Shishu's face also stinks. He sat down and threw the pot **** Lu Yao. "You are responsible."

Lu Yao grunted, "I'm in charge of farts."

"If it weren't for you, damn, would I wash so many bowls?" Fu Shishu could have expected that people in Jeonbuk-cheng were laughing at him.

President Tang Tang Fu actually went to the restaurant to wash dishes.

At the end of the wash, he really felt like autism.

"Does it have anything to do with me? You are full to support yourself and want to participate in the show." Lu Yao looked up at the sky.

Fu Shishu wanted to vomit blood.

Back in Beicheng, Lu Yao looked back at the reality show she filmed. She thought that she should have more black powder. She had no money for marketing and did not want to install white lotus. , But unexpectedly, many people have powdered her.

"Miss Lu Yao's character, I really like it."

"Don't dare to let Fu get deflated. Lu Yao is the only one in the whole crew."

"That's why Lu Yao didn't give Mr. Fu any face. Sure enough, this is what the main palace looks like. It's different from other Xiaosan who wants to be higher."

"In my opinion, Mr. Fu is a wife in strict control."

"Ms. Lu Yao has no makeup and the other two are much better-looking. Sure enough, her face is worth fighting."

"Lu Yao is mighty."

Lu Yao didn't expect that she was a fan, or because of Fu Shishu's relationship. She thought about her mood at that time. She was a bit bad. Seeing Fu Shishu didn't do anything, and had to stay on the show, the tone of Fu Shishu was bad. some.

As soon as Lu Yao arrived at the company, Zhang Sisi chased her fartly. "Sister Lu Yao, there is a big brand looking for you to speak for you, with an eight-digit endorsement fee."

Lu Yao smiled, thinking of having money in his account again.

As soon as Fu Shishu arrived in Beicheng, Pan Yi came to the door.

"Catch up." Pan Yi at first thought that Fu Shishu's character, even if he liked each other, should be difficult to catch up with others, and now, at first glance, it ruined his three views.

Chasing people are on the show.

"Chasing your mother." Fu Shishu hit Pan Yi's head with a chore, Pan Yi touched his head, a little wronged, whispered.

You can't look down on my mother. Even if it's fancy, my dad won't.

"Mr. Fu, there is something you want to check." Fu Shishu's men submitted the latest survey data.

"Who to investigate." Pan Yi was curious and turned his head to want to see.

"roll."

Fu Shishu glared at him, tearing open the seal, and seeing the information above, his expression was complicated and his eyes were obscure.