Chapter 5

This was probably Mu Yu's most failed strike-up. Seeing that Wen Qiao's face changed from being uncomfortable at the beginning to an innocent one, and he looked like he was pretending to be stupid to the end, so he could only directly express his intention, "I'm a gourmet eater, it's rare I met someone who can eat like me, so I want to get to know you, do you mind if I sit at a table with you?"

Wouldn't it be more eye-catching if the two foodies were put together?

So many empty tables, why bother.

Wen Qiao curled her lips, her eyes didn't even glance at Mu Yu, and said in a blunt tone, "Never mind."

Since Mu Yu switched to gourmet broadcasting, he has been going smoothly, and he has never encountered such a thing that does not give him face. He didn't realize that he could know everyone, but he didn't know everyone. The point where people hate each other, right?
He greeted him with a smiling face, but the other party looked like he didn't want to talk to him, with a fat face and a face full of opinions. Naturally, he felt uncomfortable in his heart, and the smile on his face stiffened by two points, completely uncomfortable. I know how to talk about this topic, even if he is thick-skinned, it will be embarrassing, okay?

Wen Qiao couldn't understand Mu Yu's embarrassment. Seeing that the manager didn't intend to drive her away, she relaxed and wanted to eat as soon as she relaxed. The man had a quiet meal. Seeing that he was only staring at the phone for a long time, he simply stood up, took the plate and moved to another table and said:
"Since you like to sit here, that's fine, I'll give it to you, no thanks."

Wood Elm: "..."

Does he need to say thank you?What he cares about is not whether the table is good or not, but whether the fat girl is stupid or not, can't it be seen that he wants to strike up a conversation?

In other words, the other party saw it, so it was intentional?

I became more interested in what to do. As a man, you don't give up halfway, so with a turn, Mu Yu stood in front of Wen Qiao's table again, but instead of striking up a conversation like before, she changed her strategy and said: " Hey, I see that you seem to be very edible, I want to challenge you, compare with me!"

Anyone with a bit of blood should have a reaction, but Wen Qiao only sent Mu Yu two words: "No time!"

...God is not free!

Then the eyes of the manager at the side suddenly lit up, the game was good, the game was wonderful, it would be very interesting to publicize it, anyway, it is a loss today, so why is it worth a little if he doesn't lose money.

Although they hired Mu Yu to promote the restaurant, they still want to open up the local market and combine on-site activities with online promotion, which is no problem at all!

So he rushed to Wen Qiao directly and asked her to help her. In his opinion, Wen Qiao didn't dress well, had a big appetite, and her economic level was definitely not good enough. It must be possible for her to let her eat for free. She certainly won't say no.

But how could it be possible for Wen Qiao to buy it after just one meal, so of course, the manager was also given the word, 'no time'!
"Then how do you want to be free?"

Wen Qiao couldn't be bothering Mu Yu, otherwise the manager wouldn't have noticed her if this person approached her inexplicably, and there wouldn't have been so many troubles. Being interrupted, she was also in a bad mood, and when the manager came to invite her, the alms on her face stimulated her rebellious psychology even more. Seeing Mu Yu's reluctance, a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, and she said bluntly, " Since it's a competition, there must be a prize, right? As long as your prize satisfies me, then I'll be free."

Seeing her like this, the manager and Mu Yu frowned slightly, and their impression of Wen Qiao dropped a lot.

Mu Yu is a well-known and popular anchor, and has participated in several big eater competitions in the world. They paid for it and invited them. Wen Qiao is just a diner who can eat. The manager himself has nothing to do with this fat man who made their restaurant lose money Good impression, I don't intend to pay money, it would be nice to let her eat for free, but I didn't expect to want to be paid?

As soon as Wen Qiao saw the manager's appearance, he knew that he must be unwilling, so he curled his lips, "You guys brought up the matter yourself, and I didn't come to you. If you don't feed the horse, you just want the horse to run away. , whoever is a fool!"

No matter what, Wen Qiao stood up, even if her attitude was poor, no one else could criticize her.

Muyu's fans felt that she didn't know good and bad, and some felt that the young lady had a personality, and there was nothing wrong with her words, and all kinds of comments were constantly brushing up on the live broadcast. The manager wanted to say something to Wen Qiao, but Out of the corner of his eyes, he caught sight of Muyu's live broadcast on his mobile phone, thinking that he had been under Muyu's camera, surrounded by tens of thousands of fans, a chill came up from the soles of his feet, and instantly gave him a chill , completely extinguished the anger that had just risen.

As a service staff, even if you can’t treat customers like God, you should at least greet them with a smile, sneer or something, unless he doesn’t want a job, the boss asks him to be the restaurant manager, he represents the entire restaurant Image, it is difficult to raise a good reputation, but it only takes a moment to raise a bad reputation.

In order to save the image, the manager finally gave Wen Qiao 2000 yuan as an appearance fee after thinking about it. If he really wins, there will be a bonus of 1 yuan. After all, Mu Yu has been the champion of the big appetite for several times. There is a bonus of [-], if Wen Qiao really wins Mu Yu, then it is not wrong to give her [-].

That is to say, no matter whether she wins or loses in the end, she can get 2000 yuan, but if she wins, she can get [-] yuan plus appearance fee and bonus.

Twelve thousand, the fee of Wisteria Academy is now very low!

Wen Qiao's eyes lit up for an instant, but her face did not reveal anything. After a few seconds of silence, she finally agreed. No matter what, she must not lose her momentum.

As soon as the manager saw that she agreed, he hurriedly made arrangements. First, he negotiated with Mu Yu, called relevant media reporters, and then specially invited the diners present to be judges. The table was set up.

The time for the official competition is set to be two hours later. This is what Mu Yu meant. After all, Wen Qiao had eaten so much just now, and if he were to compete with him for a big appetite, he always felt that he was not good enough to win. He originally wanted to He arranged the competition for the next day, so he intended to postpone the schedule by one day, but in the end Wen Qiao refused because she had no time other than today. Pushed back a little time.

Wen Qiao didn't object this time, and she was very happy. The match will be two hours later, which will not delay her meal. There is nothing wrong with this arrangement, and she must agree.

However, Mu Yu was so angry that she fell on her back. She felt that Wen Qiao was looking down on him. He wanted to give both parties a fair chance, but Wen Qiao didn't cherish it, and even wanted to die. Then he just negotiated with the manager to postpone it. Time and so on, isn't it obvious that he is very affectionate, no matter how good his temper is, he can't bear it.

"Hey, what are you doing, are you looking down on me?"

"What do you mean? I spent money, so of course I was eating. If I don't eat my money, I would be blind. Why did I suddenly look down on you?"

Wen Qiao stuffed food into her mouth as she spoke, without wasting any time. When Mu Yu stood in front of her with an angry face, she was quite puzzled, but she quickly realized, "Could it be that before the game Is there a fasting rule?"

Wood Elm: "..."

(End of this chapter)

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