City: I, the God of Cooking!

"What should I say?" Mu Ranran was a little nervous.

Before he didn't know Meng Zhan's identity, he dared to shout casually, but now knowing that Meng Zhan has a lot of background, he was so nervous that he died.

A word from the other party can determine her future and future.

Thinking of what she said to Meng Zhan before, she wished she could find a place to sneak in.

Ji Yaowen glanced at her, "Either come in with me to apologize, or let's go back to the company to discuss the termination of the contract."

Mu Ranran took a deep breath, "I'm ready."

"Go and ring the bell."

"I can not……"

Ji Yaowen pouted, stepped forward and rang the doorbell.

Meng Haishan opened the door and asked suspiciously, "Who are you looking for?"

"Hello, uncle, we are looking for Mr. Meng." Ji Yaowen said politely.

Meng Haishan called out to the room, "Xiao Zhan, someone is looking for you."

Meng Zhan came over, saw that girl again, and said strangely: "I have already compensated you, why are you still not satisfied?"

Mu Ranran lowered her head, kneaded the skirt of the evening dress with her small hands, and said in a low voice: "I'm here to apologize for what happened before, I'm sorry, I was the one who was wrong, and I should be the one who compensates you."

"I lost the sachet you gave me, can you not let me pay for it? It's really not possible, I promise it with my body...or..."

When they went back to look for the sachets, the bins had been emptied, leaving millions of sachets gone.

Mu Ranran's savings over the years are only more than 100 million. If compensation is required, it may not be enough to pay all her savings.

Moreover, Meng Zhan is very handsome, young and rich, if she really wants to agree with her body, she feels that she is not at a loss, even earning money.

Meng Zhan said, "Are you sick?"

"Ah?" Mu Ranran looked puzzled.

Ji Yaowen glared at her, then smiled at Meng Zhan: "Mr. Meng, let me introduce myself. I am the president of Panda Live. You may think I am strange, but you must remember someone I mentioned, Ji Junlan!"

After Meng Zhan thought about it, he suddenly remembered, "Then what do you guys do?"

"It's like this, my employee offended you, so I brought her here to apologize to you." Ji Yaowen apologized with a smile.

Meng Zhan waved his hand, "I don't care about such trivial things, come in and sit down."

Although Ji Yaowen made him feel a bit like the second generation ancestor, but in terms of speaking and doing things, it was the exact opposite.

After all, not all children of rich people are dudes.

You must know that the reason why other people are rich is mostly because of their brains and knowledge, and most of the people who come from famous families are not comparable to ordinary people.

Ji Yaowen walked in flattered, and Mu Ranran followed him blankly.

"Hello, uncle and aunt."

"Okay, okay, Meng Zhan's friend, right? Then we won't bother you, you can chat."

As soon as Meng Zhan's parents heard that the other party was the president, they knew that the other party had a lot of background, so they better not interrupt.

But they were thinking about what was going on with their son recently. Every once in a while, big shots came to visit him in person.

Do all these people ask for their sons?
"Mr. Meng, are you interested in live broadcast?" Ji Yaowen asked.

Meng Zhan said: "Yes, I used to watch the live broadcast often, but now I am too busy to watch it."

I remembered that when I used to work part-time, the way to pass the time after get off work every day was to watch live broadcasts.

The most important thing is that I can't play on the computer when I'm working, I can only watch live broadcasts to enjoy myself.

Hearing the other party ask this question, he probably wants to become an anchor, right?

Although he is handsome, he has no free time.

Ji Yaowen said: "Mr. Meng, do you want to try being an anchor?"

"Fuck, are you serious? Although I'm handsome, I don't want to be teased by the camera all day long." Meng Zhan thought about it, and said, "I'm not interested."

"Mr. Meng is like this. I know you are not short of money. I just want you to help drive the popularity of the live broadcast industry."

Ji Yaowen smiled wryly.

He had already learned about Meng Zhan's information in advance, and the videos posted online all went viral.

I wanted him to help drive the food live broadcast.

Now the category of food live broadcast is really too deserted. There are not many live broadcasts that actually cook, and most of them are live shop visits.

He believes that food is the paramount necessity of the people, so he has invested a large sum of money to support the live broadcast of gourmet food.

It's a pity that there is no way to catch the audience's attention. A chef has worked so hard to prepare the copywriting and prepare the ingredients for live cooking, but the popularity is not as good as that of a beautiful woman who twists her buttocks.

This made him very helpless.

And Meng Zhan appeared like a savior.

Ji Yaowen watched his videos. Although they were all taken by non-professionals while eating, they didn't affect the impression at all.

Watching Meng Zhan cook is like appreciating an art performance, and people even ignore his appearance.

Meng Zhan was different from any of the anchors he had recruited before.

He felt that if Meng Zhan could come, he would definitely be able to carry the banner of this industry!

Ji Yaowen told him his difficulties.

And also gave very attractive conditions.

"I am willing to take [-]% of the company's shares, and I can also let the anchors of the whole station hang your restaurant's trademark or brand and it will be permanent."

Panda Live has almost hundreds of millions of users in China. If it is really hooked up, Meng Zhan's restaurant is estimated to be popular all over the country within a day.

Meng Zhan waved his hand. Now his restaurant is busy enough. If the popularity is higher, it is estimated that the restaurant will report it.

"I can promise you, but I won't broadcast live these few days. I will participate in a challenge in a few days. If possible, I can help you broadcast live." Meng Zhan said.

Ji Yaowen asked in surprise, "Could it be the Survival Challenge held by the Food Association?"

Meng Zhan asked in surprise, "How do you know?"

"It's like this. The Survival Challenge has always been an international competition. It is held every three years and has a huge momentum. I have always wanted to get the right to broadcast the Survival Challenge, but no contestant is willing to cooperate with me."

Ji Yaowen smiled wryly.

He has been fighting for it all these years, but the chefs who can participate in the challenge are all people who are not short of money, and any family business is enough to crush his company.

Ji Yaowen wanted to ask them to come to Panda Live, but they didn't even bother to cooperate with him.

Everyone will broadcast live on Bluebird Online in their own name.

Bluebird is a foreign website with billions of users. People in Huaxia still need to go through a lot of troublesome procedures to view it.

Every year, there will be a challenge list on Bluebird, ranking according to the popularity of the major challengers.

After Meng Zhan finished listening, he didn't expect that there were so many ways in it.

If Ji Yaowen hadn't told him, he really didn't know.

Meng Zhan said: "Since everyone else has broadcast live, then I have no reason to refuse."

Ji Yaowen was overjoyed, "Then I have one more request, can you take her with you?"