Under One Person: I, Jiaqian Jushi, work from nine to five.

Liu Wu Kui was a little surprised that Fu Rong was leaving headquarters for South China the next day. The thought of not being able to eat Fu Rong's cooking at headquarters anymore made her sad.

"Oh, Sister Rong, how can I live without you... Sister Rong, sob sob sob."

At that moment, she seemed to be watching her beloved drive away in a taxi, crying and shouting from behind the vehicle: "Don't go!"

“No, that won’t do…you’re coming with me to the South China region too?” Fu Rong said, seeing how reluctant Liu Wu Kui was to part with her.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Fengliu, who was eating noodles not far away, suddenly perked up.

Could it be... a buy-one-get-one-free promotion?

Unfortunately, Liu Wu Kui did not agree.

“No, my brother is still receiving treatment at headquarters. If I go to South China, I won’t be able to take care of him.”

Hearing Liu Wu Kui's words, Fu Rong nodded and said, "That's true..."

...

After a short while, Liu Wu Kui, who had chatted with Fu Rong for a few minutes, prepared to leave first.

Before leaving, she wanted to warn Zhou Fengliu to treat Fu Rong better in South China.

But upon reflection, she realized that Zhou Fengliu was the head of the South China region, while she was just a junior employee, so she held back.

After seeing Liu Wukui off, Fu Rong finally glanced at Zhou Fengliu.

She raised an eyebrow slightly when she saw Zhou Fengliu eat all the noodles in the large bowl in front of him.

"You ate it all?"

"Hmm." Zhou Fengliu wiped his mouth.

"Didn't you think it was spicy?"

"So what if it's spicy? We can't waste food. Honestly, apart from the spiciness, it's pretty delicious."

Zhou Fengliu said that apart from being a bit spicy, this bowl of oil-splashed noodles was perfect and lived up to Fu Rong's reputation as "the best noodle maker".

Hearing Zhou Fengliu say this, Fu Rong's expression didn't change, but she was actually quite happy inside.

After all, the happiest thing for a chef is to get the approval of diners.

Forget it.

This meal doesn't count.

Next time I cook for him, consider it the last meal...

Seeing that Zhou Fengliu approved of her, Fu Rong found another reason to cook for him next time.

Say something.

Although Zhou Fengliu can be quite annoying at times, he does have his merits, such as his ability to eat without being picky, which is a good thing.

He eats whatever you give him, and finishes everything... This is something Fu Rong really likes, making him a hundred times better than her picky ex-boyfriends who didn't know how to appreciate food.

...

"I'm full, I'm leaving... Wait for me at the headquarters entrance tomorrow when I start work."

Zhou Fengliu was about to go back to rest when Fu Rong seemed to sense something was missing and called out to him.

"wait..."

"how?"

"You didn't pay for your meal?"

"Damn it, you kept me here, and now you want me to pay you back?" Zhou Fengliu didn't expect Fu Rong to play this game.

"As a leader, you can't just sit around doing nothing, can you?"

"You... okay, okay, how much do you want?"

"fifteen."

Fu Rong revealed the amount Zhou Fengliu had given her when she first gave him special treatment in Biyou Village.

...

P.S.: Just asking for everything as usual. Goodnight and sweet dreams, godfathers~

Chapter 334 Chen Duo is Missing? (First Update)

Fu Rong blurted out the word "fifteen".

When she finished saying "fifteen," she was also a little puzzled.

Why don't I ask for more...?

"Fifteen."

Zhou Fengliu, who had initially thought Fu Rong would ask for an exorbitant amount, didn't think much of it after hearing that it was only fifteen.

Seeing him reach into his pocket and realize he didn't seem to have any money, he silently glanced at Fu Rong, then spoke:

"Will Weixin work?"

"Huh?" Fu Rong was stunned for a moment upon hearing this.

"No...you're such a high-ranking leader, you don't even have fifteen yuan in change?"

"Alright, alright..."

Fu Rong reluctantly took out her phone and added Zhou Fengliu on WeChat.

Seeing the red envelope Zhou Fengliu sent, she raised an eyebrow, then looked at Zhou Fengliu opposite her and asked:

"You only ate one bowl of noodles, why would you pay for two bowls?"

Fu Rong stared at Zhou Fengliu with some confusion, while her mind raced with thought:

A bowl of noodles costs fifteen yuan, but Zhou Fengliu gave her thirty. Could it be...?

Could it be that Zhou Fengliu has had a change of heart? Does he think fifteen is too little?

In response to her question, Zhou Fengliu scratched his face and said:

"Hey, make me another bowl of the normal spicy kind, I'll pack it up and take it back to the hotel for a late-night snack."

Fu Rong: "..."

...

After a moment.

Zhou Fengliu returned to the hotel with the packaged oil-splashed noodles. He had just lain down on the big bed when he suddenly remembered something. He took out his phone and called Zhang Lingyu, who was far away in South China, to inquire about the situation there.

In South China.

Zhang Lingyu, who was still working overtime, frowned when she saw it was Zhou Fengliu calling. Seeing him answer, she immediately asked:

"Zhou Fengliu...Are you going to take care of South China or not? The Tang Clan is finished, isn't it? Aren't you going back to South China?"

You could tell there was a hint of resentment in Zhang Lingyu's tone.

During the time Zhou Fengliu was away from the Tang Clan and not in South China, he experienced a level of work intensity he had never felt before at the Celestial Master's Mansion.

This practically turned a high-ranking Taoist priest from the Celestial Master's Mansion into a corporate slave...

Hearing Zhang Lingyu's voice, Zhou Fengliu spoke slowly and deliberately:

"Ayu, I know you're in a hurry, but don't worry. I've been called to headquarters by General Manager Zhao again. Don't worry, I'll be back tomorrow."

Zhou Fengliu offered Zhang Lingyu a few words of comfort, then continued:

"I know you're tired. I've brought back two talented people from outside this time, and they'll definitely be able to help you with your work."

"?"

Hearing Zhou Fengliu's words, Zhang Lingyu on the other end of the phone was somewhat puzzled:

"Talent?"

“Yes, one of them should have already arrived in South China, right? I asked Chen Duo to take her back,” Zhou Fengliu said.

"Chen Duo?" Zhang Lingyu was even more puzzled upon hearing that Chen Duo had returned to South China.

"Chen Duo hasn't come back either..."

"?"

"What did you say?"

Upon hearing Zhang Lingyu's answer, Zhou Fengliu raised an eyebrow, then calculated the time.

From Tangmen to Guangzhou, it should take at least a day, so why haven't Chen Duo and the other two arrived yet?

Could it be that Chen Duo really got lost?

...

"I said, Chen Duo hasn't come back either..."

Zhang Lingyu had indeed not received any news of Chen Duo's return.