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Chapter 163 Gourmet anchor 7
After Mu Ran downloaded the broadcast, she was planning to pack up and go to bed, but then she thought that F had given him so many presents, and he should thank him well.

He had already put down his phone, but picked it up again, found the person out, and typed a private message.

[Xingran: Hello, thank you for sending me so many gifts, is it convenient to ask for your address, I can make something and send it to you. 】

Fu Mingxiu's cell phone placed beside the bed rang. He took his foot back again. He bent down to pick up the cell phone, opened it and took a look.

After seeing the news, he frowned slightly, then sat down on the bed again, and returned with his mobile phone [F: Isn't it good to send the food? 】

Mu Ran looked at his dialog box, too, but he just didn't know where he was?
Just as he was thinking about it, another message appeared in the dialog box: [F: Yancheng, Fu Group]

Very concise two words, not even punctuation marks.

Fu Mingxiu leaned against the bed, looked at the news that he had returned to the past, and smiled lightly after realizing it.

He is stupid.

Not to mention, I don't know which city this anchor is in, and whether he can really send things over.

Taking a step back, even if it was sent, he probably wouldn't eat it.

He knows how picky he is, how many chefs the Fu family has hired, they are all top chefs, and no one can work for three months.

Not to mention a food anchor, but he felt very happy when watching her cooking, and there was a sense of beauty in watching her cook, so he watched the live broadcast.

If he really ate it, he might lose interest in it.

Then, without taking care of her mobile phone, she went to the bathroom to take a shower.

And Mu Ran looked at the message sent by this person, and searched in her mind. There is only one Fu Group in Yancheng, and she probably knows the location.

Thinking about making something to send tomorrow, after all, this person is a lot of rewards.

The next day!

Mu Ran got up very early, went to buy vegetables and some lunch boxes, and when she came back, she was busy in the kitchen.

After doing it all morning, I watched the time and sent it to Fu's Group.

Of course it was given as a gift, but she was not that idle.

During lunch time, Fu Mingxiu was still processing documents and didn't realize it was time to eat.

Just after signing a document, there was a knock on the door of the office, and he said yes.

Jia Zhuoming pushed the door open and came in: "President, someone brought a lunch just now, saying it's for you."

Speaking of this, Jia Zhuoming couldn't believe it. It was the front desk who called and said that there was a takeaway boy who was carrying a set of five meals and said that someone had delivered it.

You know, Uncle Fu will be the one who will deliver food to Mr. Fu, or Cheng Jin will bring him some food by the way. Things like takeaways are absolutely impossible to appear on their president's menu.

Moreover, because of his long face, Fu Mingxiu is as popular as a celebrity and is a perfect boss.

Especially on Mr. Fu’s official blog, there are people clamoring to give him a monkey every day.

Sometimes some people will be a little extreme.

So it is not ruled out that some people do other things under the guise of delivering meals.

The front desk couldn't make up its mind, so I called to ask.

When Fu Mingxiu heard the words, surprise flashed across his eyes. He was about to refuse, but then he thought of the message that the anchor sent him last night...

"Who brought it?"

Jia Zhuoming: "It seems to be someone named Xingran." He remembered that's what the front desk said.

Fu Mingxiu tapped his fingers on the table twice, and then said in a deep voice: "Bring it up."

Although it may not be eaten, it is someone else's wish anyway.

Mr. Fu, who was thinking like this, never thought that he had always refused directly when encountering such a situation before. When had he ever thought about the idea of ​​​​intentions?

Jia Zhuoming moved quickly, and Dingxi was brought up in a short while. There were two lunch boxes, one of which was quite large.

After putting the things down, he stood aside.

Fu Mingxiu paused when he opened the lunch box, slowly raised his eyes, and said softly, "Are you still going?"

Jia Zhuoming laughed dryly: "Hahaha... Let's go, I'll be leaving right away, President, take your time."

After saying that, he walked out, glancing at Fu Mingxiu twice as he walked.

After he was completely out, Fu Mingxiu opened the lunch box.

Then... I was stunned!
He reached out and took out the plate and put it on the table...

It took a few seconds before another one opened...

Looking at the two dishes on display, Fu Mingxiu was really surprised, not for anything else, but this dish is really difficult to cook.

Leaving aside the porridge, it was the chicken porridge with mushrooms that Mu Ran made during the first live broadcast, which surprised Fu Mingxiu... the second dish!
It's Buddha jumping over the wall!

As we all know, this dish uses a lot of ingredients, and the requirements for people's cooking skills are not generally high. From the selection of ingredients to cooking, every process is a waste of time...

He really didn't expect that person would make this and send it to him.

In other words, before he came, he never thought that she would really cook and deliver food to him. He thought that was just the question asked by the anchor.

Unexpectedly, she not only made it, but also made dishes like Buddha Jumping over the Wall.

The person who was not very hungry picked up the chopsticks and took a bite.

A scent exploded in the taste buds immediately.

Fu Mingxiu held his chopsticks and gave a fierce meal. The aroma in his mouth was undeniable, but the faint familiarity was also undeniable!

Yes, familiar, he felt that the taste of this dish was very familiar, as if he had eaten it before, and he must like it very much.

But in his memory, there was no such thing, so where did this familiar feeling come from.

The person who said he wouldn't eat is now holding chopsticks and eating bite after bite, with a satisfied smile on his face unconsciously.

Then he took a sip of the soup with a spoon... It was just as he thought when watching the live broadcast, it was really delicious.

The mushrooms are very tender, and the meat is just right. The rice grains are sticky and delicious.

His movements are not fast, and his good self-cultivation makes him look pleasing to the eye even when he is eating, but the obviously unpleasant movements, after a while, both things will bottom out.

After eating, Fu Mingxiu realized how much he had eaten.

In fact, the amount of food Mu Ran prepared was not much, just a normal amount of food for a person.

But you have to know that when Fu Mingxiu usually eats, he can't even eat one-third of a normal person's meal, but this time he ate it all.

Not only did I finish eating, but I also felt unfinished. This kind of situation never happened before.

……

When Jia Zhuoming came in again, he saw two empty lunch boxes, his eyes were full of shock!
Finished? !

No way, it couldn't be the president, right? !
"Why do your eyes keep wandering?" Fu Mingxiu looked at his assistant as if his eyes were not suitable.

"It's nothing, it's nothing..." Jia Zhuoming said with a dry laugh.

"What are you doing here?" Fu Mingxiu frowned slightly, and asked, his tone full of disapproval.

　Thanks for the monthly ticket to lose five pounds, O(∩_∩)O
　　
　
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