Peninsula Entertainment Starts as a Writer

“Big Fa!”

Seeing that the beef in front of me accounted for at least one-third of the space, Pei Zhuxuan believed Han Zidong just said.

However, she was not so narcissistic that she thought she could be a good meal, but guessed that the boss might have expressed kindness to both of them because he was the same as Han Zidong.

She pushed Han Zidong: "How much does this original price cost? Is 30,000 enough?"

While speaking, she took out 6 banknotes worth ten thousand yuan and 2 banknotes worth ten thousand yuan and placed them on the table one by one.

Although the money is not much, as a trainee, her living expenses are mainly funded by her family and subsidies from the company. This 62,000 yuan is already her entire net worth.

Han Zidong picked up some noodles, but his appetite was still poor. After all, he had eaten 1.5 servings of rice. Even if the food from a five-star restaurant was placed in front of him, he would have no desire to speak at this time.

"The original price is 8,500 yuan, and the meat is at least twice as much as 15,000 yuan. Since it is my brother's intention, we will accept it first and take care of his business more in the future."

Although he was very hungry, Pei Zhuxuan was not in a hurry to move quickly. He looked at Han Zidong and said, "Then when we leave later, you remember to thank others."

"You treat this meal. If you thank me, you should thank me. Anyway, the boss doesn't understand Korean."

"Hey...but," Pei Zhuxuan frowned slightly: "I..."

She wanted to say that she was not used to being so close to Han Zidong's "relatives and friends". The boss came to say hello several times, but she didn't dare to look at each other, let alone thank her in person.

Every time Han Zidong talks with the store owner in Chinese, she will lower her head and secretly wonder whether the two of them will talk about her, and whether she will be less favored by Xia people than the girls in Xia.

Welcome.

As for the relationship that was only the first time we met, Bae Joo-hyun took it for granted. In foreign countries, people from a country are just relatives and friends.

"Okay, I will remember to thank you," Han Zidong picked up the quick and mixed noodles for Pei Zhuxuan: "Eat quickly, if it is cold, there will be no delicious flavor."

"Inside~"

The trouble in her heart was resolved, and Pei Zhuxuan blinked playfully. She took the quickspeaker and did not rush to eat. Instead, she looked at the meat in the bowl, picked up the two largest pieces, and put them in Han Zidong's bowl.

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"Thank you for your hard work today, eat more."

Han Zidong quietly cried for his stomach and picked up a quick noodles and put them in Pei Zhuxuan's bowl: "Eat more noodles, it's delicious."

"Inside~"

Pei Zhuxuan took off her hat, tied her long hair, put her nose into the bowl of noodles, and sniffed it lightly. Various seasonings with strange and strong tastes impacted the olfactory nerves, and her eyes caught the glossy noodles, and she couldn't help swallowing them.

Swallow.

“It looks delicious.”

"Of course." Han Zidong picked up some noodles for Pei Zhuxuan.

"Enough," Pei Zhuxuan hooked the noodle bowl with one hand and blocked the bowl with the other: "I can't eat too much."

Without sharing enough love, Han Zidong was very sad and could only hypnotize himself: "This is the taste of his hometown, and he can't eat enough..."

Pei Zhuxuan picked up the spoon, scooped a spoonful of noodle soup, put it to her mouth and blew it, smelling the rich fragrance, and slowly sucked it into her mouth with anticipation.

A mouthful of delicious soup entered her mouth. She shook her hands with satisfaction, her eyes shining: "The taste is delicious, but it feels difficult to describe. How did this be done?"

"How do I know?" Han Zidong laughed: "But it seems that more than 20 seasonings are added, many of which are traditional seasonings in our country, and you may rarely eat them."

If you like, we will come once a week from now on.”

Pei Zhuxuan shook her little head: "I can't eat so much carbs all the time, just come once or twice."

The store owner may be really satisfied with Han Zidong. At this time, he slowly wandered over again.

"How is it?"

Pei Zhuxuan lowered her head and Han Zidong looked up: "It's delicious. If she hadn't been losing weight recently, she might have wanted to come here every day in the future."

The store owner glanced at Pei Zhuxuan: "Your girlfriend seems to be afraid of having sex."

"Yes, she is a home girl and rarely has social life, so she is inevitably a little afraid of life."

"You have chased you. You said that one or two of you, how come you have chased them is so beautiful, one is the female team leader, and the other is more beautiful than a star."

Han Zidong laughed twice.

The store owner can open a popular noodle shop in Seoul. It’s not a big deal, but he is a bit sturdy. If he can take care of his posture, he may not be able to catch up with local women.

"My brother usually goes out for a walk and participates in some friendships, and sooner or later, he will solve the problem of being single."

"Friendship? That's not the way you young people play... OK, I'll try it in the future. You can eat slowly. If you don't have enough, call me."

"Okay."

Watching the shop owner leave, Pei Zhuxuan slowly raised her head: "What are you talking about just now?"

"The boss said he envied me very much, and his girlfriend was beautiful and well-behaved."

"You bully me and I can't understand Chinese."

"Ah, are you cheated?" Han Zidong couldn't laugh and cry. The next second he changed his tone: "Then I'll take the time to teach you Chinese every day, okay?"

[To be honest, I have been using Wild Fruit to read and read books recently, changing sources and switching, and pronunciation aloud for many tones. Yeguoyuedu Android and Apple are available.]

After saying that, he squeezed directly into the long chair on the same side of Pei Zhuxuan, grabbed the other person's left hand, and gently outlined the palm of his right hand, one horizontally and one vertically, one vertically and one horizontally, one horizontally and one horizontally…
The palms of his palms were itchy, and Pei Zhuxuan smiled slightly, "Is it 'Han'?"

"Yes, come and read with me, h-a-n..."

"Han."

One of them freed up his right hand and the other freed up his left hand, but he didn't delay the progress of his meal.

When we finished our meal, Pei Zhuxuan had already mastered a Chinese sentence.

"Come on, go again." Han Zidong grabbed Pei Zhuxuan's little hand with both hands, with encouragement.

Pei Zhuxuan opened her mouth slowly, almost word by word: "Han Zidong, boyfriend."

Although the tone is still a bit strange, it has accurately conveyed the meaning.

Han Zidong was happy and pinched Pei Zhuxuan's little face.

"Let's go."

Pei Zhuxuan stood up, his figure hesitated a little.

When she left her seat, there were two more banknotes worth tens of thousands of yuan under her noodle bowl.

Walking to the cashier, Han Zidong said with a smile: "Brother, thank you for the treat. The noodles are so delicious, especially the soup base, which is completely reminiscent of aftertaste."

"Come more when it's delicious."

"Absolutely, I'll bring a few more people here next time."

Seeing the customer coming to check out, the boss stopped being polite: "Okay, go slowly."

Han Zidong nodded again and said goodbye, and Pei Zhuxuan also nodded.

But after the two left, the waiter who packed the remaining food trash quickly came over and handed over two paper money.

"This is left by the young couple just now."

"Mo? These two... are really," the boss waved his hand: "You stay. If I'm not in the store next time and they come to eat noodles, remember to give them both free of orders."

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"Inner."

The waiter happily accepted the tip.