The beginning of a city with a trillion

"I suspect that I am alive, think about the dishes I made before, and now I have a thought of wanting to die."

"I said, I went to his restaurant to eat, why the soup is red, not spicy, it turned out to be like this, I took it, and flowers were sent."

Wow, there was another storm of sending flowers in the live broadcast room.

It all looks like a joke.

"It's really not spicy." Yang Fei was speechless.

Liu Yan laughed: "That's right, to show that we are not here for a show, let's each have a spoonful."

None of the three pretended to put a spoonful in their hands. Suddenly, Yang Fei said, "Will it appear that our IQ is not very high?"

"Pfft!" Liu Yan burst out laughing, and forcibly changed the subject, "People with high IQs usually do simple things."

"Haha, come and do this hand of chili powder." Yang Fei shouted.

After the three finished their work, Liu Yan suddenly sneered, "Linlin, you have chili powder all over your face, like a little cat."

"Haha, you still say Linlin, you are too." Yang Fei laughed.

"Haha." Liu Yan took a sip of water and said with a smile: "It's really not spicy, we didn't act, and I don't have such good acting skills."

"I'm not an actor." Yang Linlin answered from the side.

"Okay, don't be poor about the hot pot." Wang Han began to add something to it and said with a smile, "Come on, let's eat, I've been tired all day."

"Let's eat." Chen Liu was the most active.

Yang Fei picked up the wine glass, "Come on, let's drink one to celebrate the success of Mr. Wang Han's chef today."

"Yeah, cheers!"

After drinking a glass of wine, Wang Han said:

"Liu Yan, who is tomorrow's chef?"

"It's better for you to come, seeing that you have some regrets today, I will let you make up for it tomorrow.

Liu Yan smiled.

"That's great, I'll still be me tomorrow, you continue to work today, and cheers for my life as a chef tomorrow." Wang Han laughed, this decision was exactly in line with his wishes.

"Let's all go fishing tomorrow." Yang Fei suggested.

"Okay."

The crowd nodded.

"Let's talk about it tomorrow, let's eat first." Liu Yan smiled slightly.

The few people in the Chinese restaurant began to eat hot pot lively.

At ten o'clock in the evening, they packed up the dining room and went upstairs to sleep.

They were all tired today, they had no extra words, and fell asleep soon after returning home.

Only the sea breeze is still blowing, as if wishing people a good dream at night...

The night was very quiet, and the group of people in Huaxia Restaurant slept very comfortably.

But this silence didn't last long. At 04:30 in the morning, the moon was hidden behind the clouds.

The original breeze also turned into a strong wind, and the coconut trees outside the yard were bent over.

The windows were also blown out of the box.

It also felt like someone was knocking hard on the door outside, and there was a thump.

How can people sleep like this!

Yang Fei, Wang Han, and the others were all awakened, and the originally dark room suddenly became brightly lit.

Everyone gathered in the living room.

Yang Fei's eyes were still sleepy, "What the hell is this weather, such a strong wind blows people so hard that they can't sleep well."

"Yeah, the blown window seems to be falling down, especially the blown door, it always feels like someone is knocking on the door." Wang Han also complained.

"Dong dong dong..."

Just as Wang Han was talking, the door rang in unison, "You see, it's so annoying to death!"

"It seems that someone is really knocking on the door." Yang Linlin said.

"No one, it must be the wind, who is okay at this time..."

Wang Han stopped talking halfway through, because he suddenly thought that someone would come to them at this time, "Xiao Fei, you said it might be the director and they came."

Ah!

Yang Fei was awakened by the shout in a daze, "What are you talking about, people from the director's team? Open the door and take a look."

As he said that, he went to open the door. Before the person who opened the door saw it, the storm blew in first.

What the hell!

Yang Fei was already in a daze, but when the wind blew him, he staggered and fell to the ground.

"It's so windy." Yang Fei got up from the ground and complained, and saw the director, assistant director, and assistant Xiao Liu walking in together.

"Close the door quickly, close the door," the director yelled.

"oh oh!"

Yang Fei and Wang Hanren cooperated with the three of them to close the door and closed it. Yang Fei looked at the director in doubt, "Director, why are you here at this time?"

"Come here to tell you that the typhoon is coming, all the staff outside have temporarily evacuated, and there are only three of us left." The director said.

"Oh, will there be a live broadcast tomorrow?" Yang Fei asked.

"I don't know. If the weather is still like this tomorrow, then there is no need to broadcast live."

The director sighed worriedly, looked outside and said, "You probably won't be able to go to sea in this weather."

"Yeah." Yang Fei walked to the window and saw that the street lamps outside had fallen to the ground, and there were leaves everywhere, "I really can't see through the sky."

"Brother, can we still go fishing today?" Yang Linlin asked with a smile.