The fully cooked top quality Wagyu beef was quickly served.

I thought it was just a small slice, but I didn't expect it to be a big plate, weighing ten or eight pounds at least.

"Just such a small piece costs thousands of dollars. How much does such a big pile cost?"

Cheng Xue stared at the large plate of grilled beef that was charred on the outside and tender on the inside, and her mouth watered.

"You're welcome, let's get started."

Lin Feng said.

"Then I'm welcome!"

Cheng Xue picked up a piece and took a bite, making a satisfied sound.

“It’s so delicious.”

Cheng Xue had an expression of enjoyment on her face.

In comparison, Meng Wanwan looked much calmer, elegantly cutting the steak carefully with a knife and fork.

Next, the waiter served many exquisite dishes smoothly.

All are extremely expensive ingredients, carefully crafted by top chefs.

Usually there is only one plate on the table, so I have to take pictures and post them on WeChat Moments.

But now, there is no room for a single table, and the plates are all stacked up.

The originally very high-quality Japanese food makes it look like you are eating on a rural mat.

Meng Wanwan also wanted to take pictures at first, but later found that the food was served too fast and there was no time to take pictures.

In the end, I had to take a photo of the stacked dishes on the table and add text to it.

[What is the effect of ordering a cookbook in Xichuan! 】

Soon there were hundreds of likes and thousands of comments.

Those who were originally interested in Meng Wanwan and wanted to ask her out for dinner all felt ashamed.

"He is indeed a foodie."

Lin Feng looked at Cheng Xue eating happily, smiled and whispered to Yang Chengzhen.

"How happy it is to see her eating."

Yang Chengzhen also laughed.

"I'm telling you, Xiaoxue, why don't you just do live streaming and just do mukbang instead."

Meng Wanwan said from the side.

"I've thought about it too, but I don't have that much money to buy food."

Cheng Xue said with some distress.

"I can invest in you."

Lin Feng said with a smile: "When the time comes, I will be able to share the revenue from the live broadcast."

"Ha, then you should also invest in me!"

Meng Wanwan's eyes lit up when she heard this.

She is now worried that no agency can invest in her.

She herself feels that she is no worse than first-line female anchors such as Zhou Ke and Feng Tizi.

"sure."

Lin Feng nodded and said: "Live streaming is a major trend now, and it should be laid out here. If we don't take action, we may be eliminated by the times in a few years."

"So, you are in business?"

Meng Wanwan caught Lin Feng's words and asked.

"That's right."

Lin Feng said calmly: "Just making some simple investments."

"Then it's agreed! You have to invest in me and Xiaoxue as anchors!"

Meng Wanwan said quickly.

"Since I said it, of course it counts."

Lin Feng nodded.

Recently, he also discovered this market trend and read some reports on the live broadcast industry.

I feel that I should really set out in this industry.

The world is developing so fast. If he continues to be traditional and conservative, his assets will also shrink in the future.

"That's great, you will be Xiaoxue and I's boss from now on!"

Meng Wanwan poured a glass of wine and said, "Then I will respect Boss Lin!"

"Isn't it disrespectful to the boss lady?"

Lin Feng asked with a smile.

"Ah, yes, Zhenzhen will be my boss's wife from now on!"

Meng Wanwan said with a smile: "I will need more care from the landlady in the future!"

"Ha ha."

Yang Chengzhen also laughed.

It was a very enjoyable meal with lots of talking and laughing.

In a gas station warehouse in the suburbs of Yunzhou.

Pan Yun was placed in an empty oil drum, with only her head leaking out.

Two fierce-looking men were stirring cement nearby.

Song Laohu stood in front of Pan Yun, lit a cigarette, and said quietly: "It was you who caused my son to be injured."

"No! It was Song Chi who took the initiative to pursue me!"

Pan Yun's hair was disheveled and her face was pale with fear. She shook her head desperately and said: "He clearly knew that I was his roommate's girlfriend. He also gave me bags, bought me lipstick, and often invited me to dinner. How could I resist?"

It’s over!”

"Bitch!"

Song Laohu waved his hand and gave Pan Yun a slap in the face and cursed: "Do you know, Xiao Chi is the only descendant of the ninth generation of my Song family!"

"If Song Chi hadn't taken me to his dormitory to do it, and it was so exciting, how could Ning Zhao have discovered it?"

Pan Yun was extremely aggrieved and cried: "You want to seek revenge and go to Ning Zhao, why are you going to me?"

"If we could find that boy, there would be two people in this oil barrel now."

Song Laohu asked coldly: "Where is Ning Zhao!"

"How would I know!"

Pan Yun said: "He already hates me so much, how could he tell me where he is!"

"But not necessarily."

Song Laohu picked up Pan Yun's bag, took out his mobile phone from inside, lit it up and pointed it at Pan Yun's face to unlock it.

Opened WeChat, looked for Ning Zhao, and sent him a video call.

Unexpectedly, the call was answered, and Ning Zhao did not block Pan Yun!

"What else are you doing to me?"

Ning Zhao appeared on the screen with a haggard look, lying on the hotel bed, squinting at the screen without his glasses.

"Ning Zhao! Help me!"

Pan Yun saw this and shouted desperately.

"save you?"

Ning Zhao took the glasses and put them on, then saw Pan Yun's current situation clearly and asked: "What happened to you? Why are you in the bucket?"

"You're the one who captured my son, right?"

Song Laohu turned the screen back to him and looked at Ning Zhao with a murderous look on his face.

"Are you Song Chi's father?"

Ning Zhao was stunned.

With his sinister face, Song Laohu looks like a ruthless character at first glance.

Unexpectedly, Song Huhu's revenge came so quickly.
To be continued...