The gourmet master on the tongue

More and more agents rushed to Baohua, trying to get Yanran under his command.

However, in the face of Yan Ran's extremely frustrating request, every well-mannered manager seemed a little helpless.

Shen Rujun, Yu Yi, Yang Yanqiu and others all felt that talking about cooperation with Yan Ran was like hitting cotton with fists, and they had nowhere to focus.

In the hotel room, Yang Yanqiu said to the boss: "Boss, I think it's okay if you don't! I don't think he's just for sale, but he doesn't want to enter the showbiz at all."

"Okay, then get ready and come back tomorrow!" the boss said.

That night, Yang Yanqiu had a good sleep.

Before leaving Baohua the next day, I made a special trip to Yanran Restaurant.

Although he was a little upset about not being able to sign Yan Ran, the delicious food Yan Ran cooked was not to be missed.

She knew that after she went back, she didn't know how long it would be before she had the chance to eat the snacks made by Yanran.

The Xuehu Beef Fried Buns I ate at Yanran Restaurant in the past two days are still reminiscing between my lips and teeth!

Arriving at Miaokou Food Street, Yang Yanqiu saw many brokers standing on the street in front of Yanran Restaurant as usual.

Now the number of brokers coming over has more than doubled to 40.

And in the past two days, many paparazzi rushed over to take pictures of Yan Ran.

I don't know what kind of magical power Yanran has, so I put up a sign at the door of the store, which says don't obstruct the traffic and don't disturb customers queuing.

Those all-pervasive paparazzi were really obedient.

Yang Yanqiu looked at the entertainment reporters with Xuehu beef fried buns, and seemed to understand why these reporters were so obedient.

Yang Yanqiu approached Yan Ran's restaurant, and she planned to buy Xuehu beef fried buns to take on the plane.

Beautiful men are hard to come by, let alone good food.

When I got closer, I just heard a female voice speaking to the reporters.

"...Everyone, Yan Ran will be an artist of our company from now on..."

Yang Yanqiu was taken aback when she heard that, what? ? ?Yan Ran signed the contract? ? ?

She tried her best to push through the crowd, and saw a female agent in her 30s answering reporters' questions with a happy face.

"Excuse me, when did you sign the contract with Yanran?"

"Last night." Lin Hemiao smiled.

"Yanran's request is no filming, no singing, and a variety show once a month. Does your company agree to these conditions?"

"Yes, our company has agreed to all of Yanran's requests!" Lin Hemiao still kept smiling, but she was a little confused.

To be honest, she regrets a little now, she doesn't know what is the point of signing this wonderful contract.

Seeing that more and more managers came to see Yanran, she couldn't sit still.

Last night, she suddenly had a hot head, thinking that no matter what, she must sign Yanran, even if she uses it as the company's mascot, other companies will not be able to get it.

So she signed the contract by accident.

And that contract was drafted by Yan Ran's own lawyer.

After signing the contract last night, Lin Hemiao had a weird feeling, as if she was Party B, she was the artist who signed the contract, and Yan Ran was Party A's father.

Of course, Yanran's contract was very concise and fair, and it didn't say how much resources the company had to invest in him.

That contract can be summed up in two words: Buddhism.

After hearing Lin Hemiao's speech, the other managers present all had strange expressions. They were both jealous that Lin Hemiao really signed Yanran, and they also had some sympathy for Lin Hemiao's signing Yanran.

Is this a big Buddha invited back to the company for offering?The agents thought to themselves.

However, they looked at Yanran's super good looks, and then glanced at the delicious food on the stove. It seemed that asking Yanran to go back and make offerings was not completely unacceptable.

Now that Yan Ran has signed the contract, all the agents can only go back home.

Before leaving, everyone bought a Xuehu Beef Fried Bun and left Baohua City with mixed feelings.

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on the plane.

Because most of the domestic brokerage companies are concentrated in a few big cities, it is inevitable that the brokers who return at the same time will meet on the plane.

The big guy couldn't help exchanging greetings with duplicity.

Regardless of the glamorous appearance of the managers, if they are not traveling with their artists, they usually take the economy class. Unless they are willing to pay for the tickets themselves, the company will not reimburse the business class.

During the meal time, the stewardess brought the plane meal.

The brokers tacitly took out Xuehu beef fried buns.

After the bag was opened, the cabin, which was originally closed, was instantly enveloped in the aroma of fried beef buns mixed with various flavors.

Passengers who did not have Xuehu Beef Fried Bun asked the stewardess to change their meals.

"Stewardess, please come here." A passenger called the flight attendant.

"Hello, how can I help you?" The stewardess asked kindly.

"I want to change the pancake they ate." The passenger pointed to the beef fried bun held by a passenger on the other side of the aisle.

Apparently, he didn't notice that the fried buns were brought onto the plane by the passenger himself.

"Sorry, that is not provided by our company, it was brought by the passenger." The stewardess said.

"Bring your own?" The passenger stretched his neck and looked around the cabin, seeing several people eating beef fried buns at the same time.

"So many people brought their own?" The passenger looked suspiciously.

"Yes, sir, they are all self-contained." The stewardess said with a smile.

"Okay!" The passenger reluctantly opened the plane meal in front of him.

Passengers in business class in front also smelled the smell.

A handsome middle-aged man with gold-rimmed glasses picked up the plane meal, put it under his nose and smelled it, and found that the smell did not come from the plane meal in front of him.

He raised his head and sniffed the air again, and asked the stewardess, "Hi, what's the smell?"

"Hi sir, this is the food brought by the passengers in the brokerage cabin at the back." The stewardess stepped forward and replied.

Another passenger next to him asked: "The food you brought yourself? What kind of food is so delicious?"

"This...we don't know either." The stewardess shook her head.

"Did the passenger really bring it with him?" Jin Si glasses didn't quite believe it.

He got up from his seat.

"Sir, may I help you?" The stewardess asked quickly.

"I'm going to the toilet." The gold-rimmed glasses said casually.

The stewardess immediately took two steps back to make way.

The gold-rimmed glasses left the seat and walked to the back, but instead of going to the toilet, they came to the economy class.

He looked around the cabin, and quickly located several sources of fragrance.

"Hello." Gold-rimmed glasses stepped forward to greet one of them.

That person is Yang Yanqiu.

Yang Yanqiu took a look at the person in front of him, with a refined appearance and a gentle manner, and immediately felt a little fond of him.

Damn, is this a flirtation?The old lady will not be lucky, right?Frustrated at work, proud in love?Yang Yanqiu thought to herself.

"Hello." Yang Yanqiu involuntarily put down the fried beef bun in her hand.

"Excuse me..." the gold-rimmed glasses asked.

Yang Yanqiu looked at him with a smile on his face, asking for his phone number?Do you want to tell him?

"May I ask what is the name of this thing you ate?" Gold-rimmed glasses asked.

Yang Yanqiu: "..." Are you shy?Looking for a topic to get closer?

"This is Xuehu beef fried bun." Yang Yanqiu replied.

The gold-rimmed glasses nodded, and asked again: "Is it provided by the airline?"

"No." Yang Yanqiu replied.

A look of disappointment flashed across the face of the gold-rimmed glasses.

"Thank you." The golden glasses nodded slightly to Yang Yanqiu.

Yang Yanqiu smiled lightly.

The gold-rimmed glasses then turned and left.

Yang Yanqiu looked at his back: "..." That's it? ? ?

The gold-rimmed glasses took two steps, then turned back.

Yang Yanqiu thought about it, so I'll just say it.

She looked expectantly at the gold-rimmed glasses.

"Where did you buy this Xuehu beef fried bun?" Gold Silk Glasses asked.

Yang Yanqiu looked at him with a strange expression: "Yanran Xiaoguan."

The expression of "it should be so" immediately appeared on the face of the gold-rimmed glasses. It turned out to be something from Yan Ran Xiaoguan, no wonder it smells so good.

It's a pity, he's on a business trip for several days this time, and he doesn't know if he can still eat this Xuehu Beef Fried Bun when he comes back.

The gold-rimmed glasses were a little depressed.

"Thank you." He nodded to Yang Yanqiu, turned around and went back to the business class.

Yang Yanqiu: "..."

She frowned and stared at his back, shit, wasting my mother's time!

Angrily, she picked up the beef fried bun and took a bite, chewing hard a few times, it was so delicious!

The anger in my heart was quickly resolved by the delicious food.

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[Magical Little Shop: Baiwei Snacks] The second episode was released, with 24 million views in 900 hours.

The cumulative broadcast volume of the two episodes reached more than 400 million.

Such astonishing data shocked all brokerage companies.

They had never seen such an amazing amount of views for a food documentary in such a short period of time.

Even, this documentary and Yan Ran's name are also on the hot search.

The first to fifth items on the hot search list are:

1. The top food in Yanran Restaurant

2. The documentary "The Magical Shop" exploded

3. The God of Gourmet Cooking

4. A new generation of male god Yan Ran

5. Is Yan Ran a chef or a traffic niche?

Lin Hemiao looked at the hot search list, feeling very excited.

I am so discerning!Lin Hemiao felt emotional in his heart.

However, after the excitement, she looked at the contract on the table and couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

Yan Ran's explosion didn't seem to have much to do with her.

She is in extremely complicated mood now, feeling as if she has won the first prize in the lottery, but it seems that she has not won the lottery.

Just like the famous experiment in physics, Yanran's contract is exactly like a Schrödinger's contract.

At this moment, the phone rang.

Lin Hemiao answered the phone.

"Hello, is this Sister He Miao? We are preparing a costume drama here, and I want to chat with you to see if Yan Ran is interested."

"I'm sorry, Yan Ran has no plans to make a film for the time being." Lin Hemiao replied.

Within five seconds of hanging up the phone, another call came in.

"Excuse me, is this Sister He Miao? We are Jinxun Group. Our company has recently invested in a TV series. I would like to ask if there is any schedule for Yanran."

"Hello, Sister He Miao, our company has a Republic of China drama, and I would like to invite Yan Ran to play the leading role. When do you have time, let's meet and chat."

"Hey, hello sister He Miao, Yanran is an artist under your banner, right? I want to ask if he really doesn't plan to make a movie. Next, our company has a big production, and there is a character in it that is especially suitable for him. Let's Find a time to meet and see if there is a chance to cooperate."

……

Lin Hemiao felt that she had suddenly become very free and easy. Any big productions, any male lead, all went away.

It doesn't matter what the money is!

Although, she really wanted to cry in her heart. . .