The president makes me cook every day

That night, Yu Xiaorong sat on the bed in his little black room, thinking about life.

After Baidu, he found that Fang Minghao was right. Densuke is produced in Asahikawa Prefecture, Hokkaido, Japan. It is famous for its unparalleled sweetness and is known as the sweetest watermelon in the world.The average selling price is about 2000 yuan per catty. This year, the price has skyrocketed due to the reduction in production. No wonder the audience in the live broadcast room is so excited.

Yu Xiaorong quietly calculated the accounts in his heart, conservatively estimated that the value of the raw materials provided to me by the system was 3 yuan, my income tonight was 4214.6 yuan, and the net profit was 2107.3 yuan after 27892.7 points with the platform. In this case, the total loss is... [-] yuan!

He fainted on the bed, sending text messages to the system tremblingly.

[Yu Xiaorong]: Brother System, am I not letting you lose money?

[Internet celebrity chef development system]: Just know, have you ever thought about why you lose money?

[Yu Xiaorong]: Because my fried rice is not cooked well?

[Internet celebrity chef development system]: Wrong, because your exposure rate is too low, and there are too few people who can see you.

[Yu Xiaorong]: Then what should I do, bro?

[Internet celebrity chef cultivation system]: The live broadcast industry has now been industrialized, and it is not the era when new anchors can stand alone. If you want to make money, you need to join the guild.

[Yu Xiaorong]: Guild?

Next, the system spent half an hour popularizing the flesh-and-blood relationship between the platform, the guild, the agent and the live broadcast to Xiaobai Yu Xiaorong, a live broadcaster. Finally, he finally remembered something.

[Yu Xiaorong]: Brother System, there was indeed a person who claimed to be the manager of the anchor came to me last week. His name is...

Yu Xiaorong opened WeChat, released a person who was marked as a "liar" from the blacklist, and restored his original name—Xiao Fei from Feixiang Media.

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At eight o'clock the next morning, Xiao Fei appeared at the door of Fang Minghao's house.

Yu Xiaorong fell asleep in the early morning because he was too anxious, and the one who opened the door was Fang Minghao who hadn't fallen asleep after playing online games all night.

The moment he opened the door, he and Xiao Fei froze at the door together.It had been more than a year since the last time they met. Facing that familiar face again, the two had mixed feelings. Fang Minghao took half a step forward in a daze, but he hadn't called out "wife".

He only heard a "pa", and he was slapped back to the original place by Xiao Fei's slap.

Fang Minghao leaned on the door frame and waited for the mosquito shadow to fly past in front of him, while reaching out his hand to feel where Xiao Fei's hand had just touched: "Really." He smiled cheaply, the dark circles under his eyes caused by staying up all night are especially easy at this moment. It gives people the illusion of being out of shape.

"Old husband and wife, they still touch their faces when they meet."

Xiao Fei trembled angrily, he threw the handbag he brought onto Fang Minghao, and took out his wallet from the pocket of his trousers.With trembling hands, he couldn't count, he just pulled out all of his brains, and then smashed Fang Minghao's chest.

Fang Minghao didn't even hesitate, he grabbed Xiao Fei's wrist and dragged him back into the room. "I'm not a hungry and skinny wife, I miss you."

As he said that, he closed the door, took the money in Xiao Fei's hand including the wallet, put the wad of red-headed banknotes back in its original place, and stuffed them neatly into the other party's trouser pocket. In the wallet is the photo of the two of them ten years ago.

"I still have money, don't worry." He smiled at Xiao Fei as he spoke, his eyebrows were raised, just like before.

Xiao Fei's lips moved, and he was about to say something, but was interrupted by a voice that came out of nowhere, and instantly called him back to the calm, well-organized gold broker in Chen Dongyang's office.

"You?" Yu Xiaorong came out from the inside with his eyes closed, he was awakened by the too crisp applause just now.

"Hi, we contacted last night, I'm Xiao Fei." Xiao Fei returned to normal, and he extended his polite hand to Yu Xiaorong.

"You, hello."

When the two palms touched, Fang Minghao suddenly hit Xiao Fei with a red and swollen palm print on his face. "Boy, let me introduce you, this is my wife." When he spoke to Xiao Rong majesticly as if he was swearing sovereignty, when he turned to Xiao Fei, he suddenly became flattering: "Wife, this is my wife." new tenant."

"Wife?!" Yu Xiaorong looked at the two suspiciously.

Fang Minghao added an explanation: "He is my wife, and I am his ex-husband, do you understand?"

"Okay, okay..." Yu Xiaorong nodded to Xiao Fei confusedly. "I didn't expect this, such a coincidence, I, I just moved in yesterday."

Xiao Fei turned his head and gave Fang Minghao a hard look. He didn't want to admit the relationship between the two in front of Yu Xiaorong, but now he can only pretend to be calm and try to finish the contract before Yu Xiaorong reacts.He said to Xiaorong: "I brought the contract, and after you sign it, the company will give you corresponding teaching training and live broadcast recommendations."

While talking, he walked into Yu Xiaorong's room with ease, and then shut Fang Minghao's door with a bang.

Yu Xiaorong has become a mess: "You, you and Master Fang, are you really...?"

He looked again at the not-so-tall man in a shirt with rimless glasses.Xiao Fei has the temperament of a Jiangnan water village, with delicate eyebrows and eyes, and fair skin.The facial features can't be said to be amazing, but there is a different kind of delicacy. After thinking about it for a long time, Yu Xiaorong felt that he was a bit like the handsome young man in the troubled times in the early Hong Kong movies.

In his mind, Yu Xiaorong desperately pulled Fang Minghao, who was irritable and dead, and this elegant white-collar worker together, trying to squeeze them into the photo frame of their marriage certificate, but in the end he could only look helplessly at the two people standing on the red background wall. Fighting across the dimensional wall.

"Break up." Xiao Fei's words will save Xiaorong's young heart. He took out the contract from his briefcase and handed it to Yu Xiaorong. "I told you the specific terms and conditions last night. You can read it again and sign if there is no problem."

Yu Xiaorong scratched his head: "I actually want to ask if you are...?"

"What?" Xiao Fei looked at him patiently.

"Forget it, it's nothing." Yu Xiaorong struggled for a long time, but still took a deep breath, held the contract up high to cover his eyes, read it several times but found that he couldn't read it at all.In fact, since meeting Fang Minghao yesterday, he has been forcing himself not to doubt the authenticity of the "system".

He is a master of cooking and he is an apprentice, why would he pretend to be a system to deceive himself?

But Xiao Fei's appearance today still made everything too deliberate, too much like a husband and wife scam planned by the manager after being rejected by him.But what are they doing this for, and what is it worth making such a big fanfare about, Yu Xiaorong really can't figure it out.

After letting go for a long time, he finally raised his head and asked Xiao Fei a question that is crucial to him now: "Can the monthly guarantee of 3000 yuan in the contract be paid in advance? I still owe today's rent."

Xiao Fei adjusted his glasses: "How much is your monthly rent?"

"The whole payment is [-], and the daily rent is..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Xiao Fei's surprised gaze: "Seven thousand?"

Yu Xiaorong nodded aggrievedly.

Xiao Fei turned around and opened the bedroom door. Fang Minghao, who had been lying on the crack of the door to eavesdrop, was staggered.With some surprise and anger, Xiao Fei questioned Fang Minghao: "Do you count the rent of this room as seven thousand a month?"

"Yes... a little taller?" Fang Minghao hesitated, he looked at Xiao Fei's face: "Then wife, you have the final say as to how suitable it is."

Xiao Fei turned around and looked again at this shaded, unfurnished bedroom of less than ten square meters, and Yu Xiaorong who was standing in the bedroom looking at him with hope.

"There is no negotiation for [-] a month, and there is no rent for a penny less."

Yu Xiaorong fell back on the bed.

Xiao Fei lowered his head and looked at Yu Xiaorong gently: "Of course, since I'm about to become your manager, I can pay on credit and pay off at the end of the month. In addition, I can borrow all the kitchen utensils from you for free during the live broadcast." Yes, and this bookcase."

"Bookcase?" Yu Xiaorong raised his head blankly.

Xiao Fei turned his head and glared at Fang Minghao, then walked to the closet in the room, and when he opened the dusty door with both hands, Yu Xiaorong seemed to see a door to a new world.

"This is..." Yu Xiaorong stood up slowly. The large black cabinets in this room were not wardrobes, garbage cabinets, or lockers.Open the door of the cupboard, and inside is a six-story high bookshelf, densely packed with cooking books of various colors!

He was stunned. The Chinese, English, French, Japanese and other characters on the spine of the book seemed to jump out and beckon to him.

Xiao Fei: "These are the recipes and ingredient guides we have collected from all over the world in the past ten years, as well as ancient books handed down from our ancestors, which are the painstaking efforts of several generations, and there are many rare and rare books."

Yu Xiaorong heard the sound of Xiao Fei inhaling lightly, and watched him stretch out his hand to gently stroke the dust on the spine of a linear book. The things in Xiao Fei's eyes were too strange to Xiaorong. It seems that I have never seen it in my life.

Xiao Fei said: "There is no second study like this in the world. Think again, should I rent it or not?"

Just like Chen Dongyang, Xiao Fei actually didn't give Yu Xiaorong any chance to think about it.Yu Xiaorong subconsciously turned his gaze to Fang Minghao, who wanted to ask the landlord for his final approval.

As for Fang Minghao, he just kept looking at Xiao Fei, without moving his eyes from the beginning to the end.

The so-called blindness, when Yu Xiaorong signed his name on the rental agreement and the anchor contract, all the systems and scams were all left behind by him.There was only one thought left in his mind: he finally had a chance to become a real chef!