Master Qin, Ma'am, she abused the scum again

The first thing to pay attention to is of course the number one live broadcast room.

to noon.

Qin Mobai and Gu Ranran were having a simple meal in a simple cafe. The hamburgers and French fries were dry and looked bad.

After a morning of torture.

Gu Ranran deeply understood the meaning of poverty, and was forced to change from the second miss of the Gu family to a slum girl, and asked with a forced smile, "Brother Mobai, what shall we do next?"

A simple sentence, in exchange for some ridicule on the barrage in an instant:

[Ask, ask, what a fart!If you hadn't dragged our Mobai brother back, how would it have become like this? 】

[This kind of delicate daughter, why did you come to film a variety show?Isn't it delicious to grow mushrooms at home? 】

[This woman makes me super irritable! 】

[Ham, if Brother Mobai hadn't supported me to continue watching, I would have climbed the wall every minute! 】

[Is it really okay for you to say that about a little girl?It's not Ranran's fault for not preparing in advance, knowing that the program team is doing something, right? 】

This... what the hell happened?
Gu Xingye was at a loss, looking at Qin Mobai in the camera with a gloomy expression, wishing that their luck would be worse.

Temporarily registered an account to pretend to be a passerby,

She typed in the live broadcast room and asked: [It's late, which cutie can tell me about the plot just now? 】

A stone stirred up a thousand waves.

The viewers in the live broadcast room have had a long-standing grudge against Gu Ranran, and you complained crazily:

[The program group asked the guests to be self-reliant. Brother Mobai spent money to buy drawing boards and paints, and planned to paint portraits at the entrances of local scenic spots for sale. 】

[As a result, Gu Ranran, the villain, fell down wearing high heels, broke the paint and dirty the drawing board, throwing it all away and making it unusable! 】

[The start-up capital for one person is gone. Gu Ranran even twisted her foot and spent half of the remaining money to buy a spray. This kind of pig teammate is really powerless to complain. I feel so sorry for my brother Mobai! 】

[Who can tell me what Gu Ranran thinks?Knowing that you need to save money on food and expenses, why can't you change into sports shoes that are more convenient for you to move around?You really think of yourself as a little fairy, don't you?Want to be beautiful every day? 】

Read what happened at a glance.

Gu Xingye exited the live broadcast room in a happy mood, and turned to look at the CP of the middle-aged couple.

It's different from Qin Mobai and Gu Ranran's bad cooperation.

The couple played one and sang. After a whole morning of hard work, there were a few thin banknotes in the piano case, which guaranteed at least two days of living expenses.

Therefore, the atmosphere of the barrage is very harmonious, and some fans are communicating, discussing the concert in half a year and so on.

Exit this most unpopular live broadcast room.

Gu Xingye turned on the live broadcast of Li Huaijin and Song Yuner, saw their environment through the camera, and immediately raised his eyebrows.

It seems that Li Huaijin has a good eye, and easily found a wealthy young lady with a lot of money.

At the moment, she is enjoying the service of the maid on the terrace, and she is showing off her sexiness with sweet words, which makes the young lady smile uncontrollably.

Song Yuner's existence was a little awkward, and she was accompanied by two handsome bodyguards assigned by the rich lady, who explained a few words to the camera from time to time, and seemed to be very happy.

Compared with Qin Mobai's barrage of bitterness and hatred, the barrage here has a completely different tone:
[Miss France is so cute, I lost! 】

[The group is crying. 】

[Make money Jimeis, as long as we work hard to make money, even if we can't get Mr. Jin, we can get other beautiful men! 】

Gu Xingye: "???"

It's a pity that these girls failed to see Li Huaijin's scumbag nature.

Gu Xingye turned off his phone, guessed that lunch was about to be ready, and returned to the room with the revived photographer.

In a magnificent room.

Qin Yunshen stood in front of the window to answer the phone, looked back and saw the two of them, and casually pointed in the direction of the kitchen.

Gu Xingye raised his hand to salute, expressing his understanding.

He dragged the photographer to the kitchen to serve the dishes, and solemnly put the fruits of Mr. Qin's labor on the dining table.

"This, is this what Mr. Qin did?"

The photographer's jaw dropped in shock, and he carried the camera to take close-up shots of several dishes.

Toasted browned baguette is fragrant, with bacon and white cheese sandwiched in the middle.

The steaming French bouillon soup with chopped onions and a side of sparkling caramelized apples for dessert are the perfect combination to whet your appetite.

In the live broadcast room, a bullet screen appeared:
[Isn't it?Really? 】

【Qin Yunshen can cook?What kind of fairy boss is this? 】

[It looked so delicious, I burst into tears while I was eating instant noodles at the company. 】

【hateful!I really envy Gu Xingye, how much money did she give to the program crew?Can Fatty Wang make her a CP with the boss? 】

[Please don’t ask, it’s a price we can’t afford QAQ anyway]

In front of the camera.

Gu Xingye set the table and chopsticks neatly, and talked to the photographer absent-mindedly: "That's right, Mr. Qin can cook, I'm actually surprised too."

at the same time.

Qin Yunshen ended the call, and a slender figure appeared in the camera.

Gu Xingye immediately pulled out the chair, made it clear that he was hugging his thighs for lunch, and said very courteously: "Boss, please."

Qin Yun looked sideways at her deeply, thanked her lightly, and sat down gracefully and calmly.

Gu Xingye didn't dare to show his thoughts in front of the camera.

Restraining himself, he sat down across the table, took a bowl of soup for the boss, and eagerly took a sip.

The hot thick soup was very hot, and Gu Xingye's lips were slightly red when it was hot. The sweet and slightly spicy taste was quite good, making her squint her eyes in satisfaction.

The photographer adjusted the most suitable angle to follow the shot.

Seeing this, I swallowed unconsciously: "Miss Gu, can you please describe how it tastes?"

"Huh?" Gu Xingye took a bite of the thick bread, and said vaguely: "Is this still a description? It's super delicious...cough."

Talk too hastily.

She accidentally choked on the bread crumbs, and looked around the table. The only thing she could drink was the coffee in front of Qin Yunshen.

Don't dare to touch the boss's property casually.

Gu Xingye lowered his head and coughed, physiological tears floated in his black and white eyes, and he said embarrassingly, "...I'm sorry."

"No, no, it's me who should say sorry!"

The photographer turned around in a panic, trying to find mineral water to save people.

next moment.

The cup of coffee appeared in front of Gu Xingye.

Looking up at the calm man, Gu Xingye smiled tearfully, picked up the coffee and drank it.

The bitter taste spread on the tip of the tongue, faintly carrying the tobacco taste of the man.

The photographer failed to find the mineral water, and the camera returned to the protagonist again, and hurriedly said, "Miss Gu...huh?"