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Chapter 75 Answer me!
"Let me tell you, no one is leaving until you tell me exactly where this beef is going!"

"You didn't touch it, so my beef shank will grow legs on its own?"

"It can run by itself?!"

"answer me!"

"A bunch of bastards from Biyang... They steal my food every day, it'll never end!!"

Located in the Dongshan Scenic Area of ​​Qingdao, the Yunhai Private Hot Spring Resort Hotel boasts beautiful scenery, with the constant sound of waves crashing on the beach, creating a soothing and therapeutic atmosphere—truly a perfect place for relaxation and rejuvenation.

But as noon approached, the roar of Emperor Ming'en echoed from the hotel's restaurant kitchen.

Hajime, that guy, was as ruthless as a cockroach tyrant. He sat on the long table in the restaurant, holding a cleaver, with a group of staff standing in a row in front of him. He began to lecture them without any politeness:

"You bunch of bastards from Biyang..."

"If you don't discipline someone for three days, they'll climb onto the roof and tear off the tiles!"

"My thing hasn't been stolen for more than a few days, and you guys can't stand it anymore, huh?!"

"If you don't tell me where my beef went today, none of you are doing anything. You're all just sitting here with me!"

Shen Mingen was so angry...

The people in this production crew are really dishonest. First, the chive pancakes he made at noon disappeared by evening after he put them in the refrigerator. Then, the chicken breasts he bought as snacks also went missing. He cursed the production crew for almost a week, and they finally quieted down for half a month. But today, they've started acting up again!
He had just cooked a pot of braised beef last night, but it had vanished when he woke up. He was determined to find out who had such a dirty hand!

Did you see the kitchen knife in Shen Ming'en's hand?

Chop it off!

"No, we really didn't..."

"Who took your things...?"

"Really are……"

The staff members kept their heads down, harboring considerable resentment but daring not to speak out.

Shen Mingen's current status on their show can be described as being above everyone else. As long as he doesn't do anything that would harm the production team, the director has to treat him like a godfather!

Even if he acts like a diva today, the production team would have to put up with him!

The director, who was staring at the camera, twitched at the corner of his mouth and couldn't help but ask the person next to him, "Who took his beef?"

"I don't know..." The staff member also looked troubled.

Putting aside the fact that no one would admit to doing something like that, everyone knows that Shen Ming'en is a cockroach-like bully who's hard to deal with. Who would take his things?!
Who dares!
Everyone knows that if you upset him, Director Niu will skin you alive!
It's just a bowl of braised beef, who cares about your beef?!

This has been going on for a while now, and the director, who is quite concerned about Shen Ming'en, couldn't help but ask, "Didn't you check the surveillance footage?"

"The hotel kitchen is rarely used, and the surveillance cameras are old and in disrepair, so there are no records," the staff member said, scratching his head.

"...Then let's just set one up for him! Is our production team short of GoPros or something?!" the director scolded.

As the creative team behind a variety show, they lack everything except screen time!
"Yes...yes." The staff member nodded, thinking to himself, "Even if you didn't say anything, I would still have to put up a camera to clear our program's name!"
Amidst the commotion, Yao Shuli walked in carrying a white canvas bag. The opera singer was wearing a beautiful pink floral sundress today, with a pure white outer layer covering her exposed skin. Her great figure was on full display, and her overall outfit gave off a girl-next-door vibe, gentle and comfortable.

Seeing this scene, her expression was slightly strange. After composing herself, she went over to Shen Ming'en and said, "Your manager is outside. It seems like he needs to talk to you. Why don't you go over there first?"

Upon hearing this, the restaurant staff all cast "grateful" glances at Yao Shuli, clearly indicating that she had come to their rescue.

But what they never expected was...

"The agent?" Shen Ming'en waved his hand upon hearing this: "Then I won't go, let her stay."

What does Ma Ling do?

Why doesn't she come to Shen Mingen herself?
They even had Yao Shuli relay a message... Is she their mouthpiece? They've spoiled her rotten!
Staff members: "..."

“Ming’en, ​​what if they need to see you urgently?” one of the staff members reminded him.

“Yes, yes…” the others chimed in.

“If it were an emergency, she would have come by herself,” Shen Ming’en said, raising the kitchen knife. “Don’t even think about getting rid of me. I’m warning you, none of us are leaving until this matter is resolved!”

Upon hearing this, the staff were immediately speechless. Seriously?! You're really going to take this seriously?!

Helpless, they could only cast hopeful glances at Yao Shuli...

A hint of guilt and shame flashed across Yao Shuli's delicate features as she continued, "It's not convenient for her to come in. After all, there are cameras everywhere here, and walls can hear you talking. It wouldn't be good if others overheard. Why don't you go first, and I'll keep an eye on them for you, okay?"

Kindergarten teacher Yao Shuli was good at coaxing people. She implied that the people in the production crew were outsiders, which Shen Ming'en found particularly pleasing to the ear and made sense. He had to give Yao Shuli face, so he didn't insist and left after throwing down the kitchen knife.

A short walk west from the restaurant leads to a beach, where the midday sun shines brightly. When Shen Ming'en arrived, he found Ma Ling sitting on a rock, looking incredibly melancholy...

Upon arriving at the beach, Shen Ming'en threw a flat stone he had found along the way into the sea, attempting to skip it. As he did so, he said to Ma Ling, "Let it go."

Ma Ling: "?"

"Didn't you have a fart to release?" Shen Ming'en didn't even glance at her, showing no respect whatsoever: "Hurry up and release it, I still have to go back to study after you're done."

Can you take responsibility for hindering my studies for the rise of China?!
To be honest, this was the first time Shen Ming'en had met his manager, Ma Ling, since he transmigrated. Ma Ling's face was exactly the same as he remembered, except that she no longer had the arrogance she had shown when she treated her predecessor, who was still relatively unknown.

They were even like stray dogs.

"call……"

After calming herself down and suppressing her anger, Ma Ling finally spoke:
"I can consider your terms. I'll have my assistant come and train you starting tomorrow."

She was probably used to the way she treated Shen Ming'en when he was a nobody, and she still spoke in a commanding tone.

She didn't need to say what the "conditions" were; Shen Ming'en knew perfectly well that it was the "91" that Shen Ming'en had mentioned.

However, to her complete surprise, Shen Ming'en remained completely unfazed by her words. This eccentric man, hands in his pockets, wading through the sea in his flip-flops, asked her without even looking up:
Do you know why the ocean is mostly sand?

Ma Ling: "???"

Is their current conversation related to why the sea is mostly sand?
Before she could ask a question, Shen Ming'en turned to look at her, grinned, and said bluntly:
"There are no pebbles, brother!"

It's worth considering...

The reverse disc wants your consideration?

Are word games fun?

answer me!
Do you think everyone is an idiot?

Do you think others will be more reliable to give you a job if you don't make a firm decision right away?

You're all ancient foxes, what kind of ghost story are you trying to tell me?!

answer me!
Look in my eyes!

Tallme!

Why!

Why! Baby, why!

……

(End of this chapter)