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Chapter 1045 You have a plan too?

"No doubt about it, they're just calling you blind and ignorant. Congratulations, Sister Yuan, you've successfully angered a cook!" Lin Mo laughed.

The chef just came out with a ladle and poured the food into a plate right in front of them, which was clearly a retaliation against Miss Yuan's suspicion that they were serving pre-made food.

Didn't you say we're pre-cooked food? Well then, I'll show you how to toss the wok.

"No way, it can't be that bad!" Miss Yuan said, speechless.

Lin Mo smiled upon hearing this: "Why not? This is the chef's livelihood. You're going to ruin his job, and you won't even let him prove it!"

"Tch, what if it's pre-cooked food that's being heated up? What if they flip it in the pan for us to see?" Miss Yuan retorted stubbornly.

Three minutes later, the head chef came out again, this time not alone, but with three others. Two of them carried a portable gas stove, the head chef tossed the wok, and the three of them stood in front of their table and started cooking. Then they poured a plate of stir-fried chicken directly onto the plate on the table and left without saying a word again.

"Sister Yuan, why don't you apologize? I'm afraid if you don't apologize, those people might bring the kitchen over and start chopping vegetables, preparing ingredients, and cooking right in front of us," Lin Mo advised.

Miss Yuan:
Seeing that they hadn't made a move yet, a waiter soon brought raw ingredients to their table.

Upon seeing this, Miss Yuan could no longer sit still and hurriedly ran to the kitchen.

"Master, Master, please stop your magic! I'm sorry, I shouldn't have questioned you. You're the best chef!"

Upon hearing this, the head chef's smile was even more pronounced than AK's. Just kidding, he loved people who questioned him.

You question my cooking skills, and I won't argue with you. It's possible that my skills aren't up to par, or that everyone has their own taste. But if you say I make pre-made dishes, that's a moral attack, and I have to prove myself.

Miss Yuan has lived for so many years and has apologized only a handful of times. She has also suffered very few setbacks outside. Unexpectedly, she was taught a lesson by a chef today and was even forced to apologize by her child.

However, although the kitchen staff no longer came out to cook in front of them, when the dishes were served, there were no waiters. Instead, the head chefs from the kitchen brought the dishes up and insisted that everyone taste them before expressing their satisfaction and leaving.

He didn't say a word in between, but it was as if he said everything.

The meal was so unpleasant that everyone felt like they were sitting on pins and needles, with something stuck in their throats. However, fortunately, everyone was thick-skinned, and despite the embarrassment, they ate and drank their fill before getting up to leave.

As Miss Yuan paid the bill and everyone prepared to leave, the chefs from the kitchen came out one by one, lined up, and called out their first words: "Goodbye, esteemed guests! Welcome back next time!"

The sound was loud and clear, giving off a confident vibe. Everyone had a smug expression on their face, which startled the other diners who turned to look.

Upon hearing this, everyone lowered their heads and scurried away, as if they were being chased and killed!
Even Miss Yuan was defeated this time, her face burning with embarrassment. So this is what it feels like to be slapped in the face.

Even though the chefs were cursing and swearing in the kitchen, they didn't say a word in front of the counter. In the end, they even came out to give them a farewell party, which was very impressive.

Although she didn't say a word during the process, the insults were extremely vulgar, to the point that even a supermodel like Miss Yuan had to apologize and then slink away. It was truly terrifying.

When the skeptical woman meets the honest man, one of them is bound to lose.

Everyone ran out of the restaurant, and Miss Yuan got into her sports car, slammed on the gas, and drove off in a sorry state.

Although the food at this restaurant is good and it's not pre-made, it seems that Miss Yuan doesn't want to come here again.

Lin Mo and the others exchanged glances and reluctantly squeezed into a car. Fortunately, it was a Mercedes-Benz G-Class, which could fit all five of them.

After everyone returned to the university campus, Miss Yuan got out of the car and shouted, "No, is he sick?!"

"Stay calm, Sister Yuan. At least it proves that the food wasn't pre-made, right?" Lin Mo laughed.

Upon hearing this, Miss Yuan kicked him: "You still dare to talk? Why didn't you go to the kitchen and show off your skills to help me, Sister Yuan, slap them in the face? They were bullying them too much!"

From everyone's perspective, Lin Mo's culinary skills are beyond doubt. Not to mention that they have all eaten his food, the fact that he dares to sell a single dish for tens of thousands of yuan is something that not all chefs have the courage to do. It is no exaggeration to say that he is at the pinnacle of culinary skills.

In response, Lin Mo glared at her and said, "Get lost! They make a living with their skills, okay? What would it look like if I challenged them? I didn't question them!" Let alone pre-cooked food, after so many years of eating all kinds of takeout and pre-cooked food, he's almost developed a resistance to it. The Sichuan girl even ate zombie meat, so they didn't care much about whether it was pre-cooked or not.

Of course, pre-cooked meals are fine, but they have to be cheap. If they're still expensive, then I'll have to give up.

"Sister Yuan, I have a plan that can help you vent your anger."

Just then, Director Wang suddenly spoke up.

Miss Yuan: "You have a plan too?"

Director Wang: "Of course, Sister Yuan, you should buy that restaurant and then have that chef cook in front of the customers every day until he's exhausted!"

Miss Yuan:
"Get out of here!"

Director Wang: "Alright!"

Just kidding. Her family is well-off, but she doesn't take on just any job. Acquiring a restaurant? It's a wonder Director Wang even came up with that idea. She shouldn't have trusted that idiot.

Finally, Miss Yuan probably felt embarrassed, so she went upstairs by herself. Everyone looked at each other and laughed non-stop. Then, Chuanmei led the group back to the studio to continue editing the police station's joint social program.

As for Lin Mo, he went upstairs and, having eaten and drunk his fill, naturally wanted to rest.

If Miss Yuan and the others hadn't come looking for him today, and so many things hadn't happened, he should have been able to finish his lunch, rest for a while, and then start writing his thesis. But after going to the city and back, and having lunch, it was almost four o'clock, and he certainly couldn't continue working.

However, when he went upstairs, he found that Liu Ruyan had already returned today.

"Wow, so early today?" Lin Mo said, somewhat surprised.

Upon hearing this, Liu Ruyan smiled and said, "Otherwise, it's a holiday today, and there's not much to do at the company, so naturally I would have come early. But what about you? Where did you go?"

"What else could I do? I went out to play with Sister Yuan and the others," Lin Mo said helplessly.

He then recounted the events of the day from beginning to end, and Liu Ruyan couldn't help but laugh upon hearing it.

"Hehehe, this is something Yuanyuan could do. You guys are really idle all day. Oh, by the way, I bought you some things, they're on the table," Liu Ruyan said.

Upon hearing this, Lin Mo noticed a box on the dining table. It wasn't a gift box; it looked like a piece of clothing.

"What is this? Clothes?" Lin Mo asked.

Upon hearing this, Liu Ruyan nodded: "I won't buy you underwear. You're not even buying bitter tea seeds anymore. You keep changing those two pieces. From now on, you should only change your underwear once every two months at most, understand?"

Lin Mo opened the box and found it was indeed men's boxer shorts, though the fabric felt quite nice.

"Sure, how much does this thing cost?"

"5400"

Upon hearing this, Lin Mo's hand trembled, and he almost threw it away: "Holy crap, so expensive? Did you buy it?"

“I bought one too, and I put it in the bedroom,” Liu Ruyan said with a smile.

Lin Mo: "Yours is that expensive too?"

Liu Ruyan: "Holy crap!"

Lin Mo:
(End of this chapter)