It was already the second night when Lu Yuan returned to the company.

When Fatty Wei opened the door and saw Lu Yuan, he was shocked.

When he left, Lu Yuan was quite energetic and cheerful, but when he came back, he was listless and kept dozing off. At the same time, the sleeves of his suit were torn in several places, and there were faint traces of strange unknown substances on his shirt. He looked like a postmodern beggar...

The next moment Fatty Wei suddenly understood!

"Ayuan, you... Although I know you are very angry right now, you should also control yourself... Looking at your appearance, it's really..."

"What do you want to control?" Lu Yuan looked at Fatty Wei in a daze after putting down his luggage.

He didn't understand what Fatty Wei meant for a moment.

"Are Shonan girls fun?"

"Get lost!" Lu Yuan looked at Fatty Wei with a smug look on his face and cursed him with a smile, then dragged his tired body to the bathroom.

He planned to take a good bath, as the previous scene still left him with a lingering fear.

The reporters outside Xiangnan were really crazy. When Lu Yuan left the scene, he was completely surrounded. Even with the security guards protecting him, it was useless. In the end, Liu Shuyao came up with a way to find a few staff members to wear fox heads and finally got rid of the reporters' pursuit...

Of course, he didn't tell Fatty Wei about these things.

He said he fell because he ran too fast to avoid the reporters. Do you believe him?

Will he believe him if he says that the unknown substance on his shirt was caused by him bumping into someone because he was in a hurry and was knocked over by the milk tea?

If it were Lu Yuan, even Lu Yuan himself wouldn't believe it.

After taking a shower, Lu Yuan didn't feel much better. He seemed to be getting more sleepy and listless.

For some unknown reason, I felt a little weak.

That's not right!

I am still young and strong, why is my health not good?

"Ayuan, let me tell you something..."

"We can talk about it tomorrow. I'm going to sleep first."

"Oh... okay."

Fatty Wei glanced at Lu Yuan silently, then looked at Li Qing.

Li Qing looked at Fatty Wei with a look of disgust.

"Guess how many a night?"

"One against three?"

"Maybe more than that..."

"Damn it, I also want to take a leave to go play..."

"Come on."

He was too lazy to pay attention to Fatty Wei and Li Qing's chattering. He just lay on the bed and closed his eyes.

As he fell down he fell asleep and began to dream.

And I had a dream of making a lot of money.

In his dream, he became the boss of a world-class restaurant chain, spanning the entire Oceania...

And he has nothing to do every day, just counting money and spending money...

Everything looks extremely beautiful.

…

October 18, early morning, rain.

In the morning, when Lu Yuan was still sleeping in a daze, he vaguely heard the sound of tinkling in the kitchen.

Is that the sound of a kitchen knife hitting the chopping board?

He subconsciously opened his eyes and looked towards the kitchen with some confusion.

Normally, no one except him would touch the kitchen in the company.

Lu Yuan looked at the other beds.

Fatty Wei, Li Qing and others were sleeping soundly. Li Qing was fine, but Fatty Wei was hugging the bedside rail and showing an obscene smile.

Even without guessing, we know what Fatty Wei is dreaming about...

Lu Yuan didn't care what was going on. There was a serious problem in front of him.

If the others were asleep, who was in the kitchen?

Got robbed?

Lu Yuan was stunned, then he got off the bed and walked towards the kitchen. When he arrived in the kitchen, Lu Yuan saw a dark and thin middle-aged man who was very seriously adjusting the fire and cooking...

"Go a little slower, the heat is still a little off... Director Wei, please sit down first, it will be ready soon." After hearing the sound, the middle-aged man continued to adjust the fire without looking back. After that, he took out the chopping board and started cutting fresh tomatoes.

“……” Lu Yuan looked at the dark and thin middle-aged man.

He didn't know this person at all.

How did this person appear in my kitchen, using my favorite kitchen knife and wearing my usual apron?

At this moment...

"Um, you...you are Mr. Lu?"

When the middle-aged man felt that there was no sound behind him, he turned his head subconsciously, and then suddenly saw Lu Yuan. He was startled and then lowered his head tremblingly.

"I'm Lu Yuan, you are..."

"Oh, my name is Wang Long, and I'm the chef hired by Director Wei..." The dark and thin middle-aged man wiped his apron and looked at Lu Yuan with an awkward smile on his face.

His silly smile was different from Lu Yuan's.

Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that Lu Yuan's silly smile was fake, but it came from the bottom of his heart.

This is an honest man.

At least Lu Yuan's first impression was that of a sincere person.

"Cook?" Lu Yuan's eyes narrowed slightly when he heard these two words: "How is your cooking skill?"

"My cooking skills are probably okay. I used to run a restaurant... When I ran the restaurant, everyone liked the food I cooked."

"What about the hotel?"

"Yeah, it's closed." Wang Xiaolong's eyes dimmed and he shook his head, then turned around and continued to cut tomatoes. "Well, Mr. Lu, go wash up first. The porridge will be ready soon, and the dishes will be ready soon..."

"Yeah, okay."

Lu Yuan nodded.

"Ayuan... when you left, I hired a chef with a monthly salary of 3,000 yuan. Lao Li and the others have tried him out and his cooking skills are really good. Ayuan, you don't have any objections, do you? If you do, I can deduct his salary..."

After waking up, Fatty Wei looked at Lu Yuan who had just walked out of the kitchen with a slightly nervous look.

To be honest, what he fears most now is that Lu Yuan will ask the chef to get out and then he will cook himself to prove his cooking skills.

That's Lu Yuan's character.

He felt that his stomach could not withstand all this torture.

"A monthly salary of 3,000 yuan is fine if your cooking skills are okay." Lu Yuandian was not as resistant as Fatty Wei imagined, but then he frowned: "No, what do you mean by looking relieved? Am I the kind of person who is short of 3,000 yuan? Am I so stingy?"

"No, Ayuan, that's not what I meant. I just feel a little sorry, that or something..." Fatty Wei shook his head quickly. When he saw Lu Yuan's frowning expression, he instantly felt that his previous words were a bit inappropriate. After all, Lu Yuan was the boss of the company now, and he was at best a director with a status, so there was still a need to distinguish the primary from the secondary.

"Well, although I'm not the one who needs the three thousand yuan, I suddenly think your suggestion is good. Well, I'm also a democratic person. Since you think it's more appropriate to deduct his salary from you, then I'll agree to it. From now on, I'll give you three thousand less every month..."

“????” Fatty Wei was stunned when he saw Lu Yuan’s serious expression.

His face turned green.

perturbed?

I'm so nervous!

Taking over the show?

Primary and secondary?

I am so...

How can this person be so shameless?

I was just being modest on purpose, did you take it seriously?

Fatty Wei was so confused that he almost vomited blood.

"Alright, alright, stop looking at me with those devilish eyes. I was just kidding you... Let me try his cooking first, and if it's okay, I'll stay..."

“…”

A few minutes later, when Wang Long brought the steaming hot porridge to Lu Yuan, Lu Yuan took a bite and immediately felt that it tasted really good, sweet but not greasy, and smooth with a hint of flavor.

"Mr. Lu, what do you think?"

"Well, not bad, not bad..." Lu Yuan looked at Wang Long and laughed.

"Boss Lu, would you like to try this dish again?"

"Yeah, good, wow, not bad, your craftsmanship is really good."

“Try this too.”

"Oh, not bad."

"Where's this breakfast meat?"

"Hmm, it's not bad and quite tender. Wait, that's not right. Why would the restaurant go bankrupt if your food is so delicious? This doesn't seem to make sense." Lu Yuan squinted and looked at Wang Long, seeming to find it a little unbelievable.

"I'm not very suitable for doing business, haha... Mr. Lu, take your time eating, there is also a nutritious breakfast." Wang Long's eyes dimmed slightly, and then he regained that irresistible honest smile.

Lu Yuan nodded and ate breakfast.

He suddenly felt that Wang Long was a man with a lot of stories.

…

After breakfast, Wang Long cleaned up the dishes and rushed to the crew with Lu Yuan and others.

Fatty Wei threw all the director's equipment to Wang Long to carry, and Wang Long started carrying it without saying a word. He looked like a good-natured person with a calm temper.

Fatty Wei is not pretentious. He thinks that these three thousand yuan should be used for something, right?

After arriving at the crew, everyone started preparing for today's plot in full swing...

Lu Yuan had been away for three days, and Fatty Wei had finished filming all the scenes that other people were supposed to be filming at that stage, so this short period of time was all Lu Yuan's personal shots.

"Dahuang, come, come... yes, him, follow him..." Qian Zhong walked towards Lu Yuan leading a khaki dog with uneven fur.

The khaki dog wagged its tail and lowered it, seeming to be a little scared. When Lu Yuan walked over, it subconsciously bared its teeth and growled at Lu Yuan, as if it would pounce on him and bite him if he got closer again.

But when other people walked over, although it also bared its teeth, at least it didn't growl and didn't seem to have any intention of biting anyone.

Lu Yuan was speechless.

Did he think his character was so bad?

Today's scene is very important.

That was when Lu Yuan met the stray dog.

A drug addict and a stinky stray dog ​​that no one wants...

Both of them are beings abandoned by the world, and it definitely looks like they feel a different kind of feeling.

"Ayuan, how about changing the dog?"

"Don't worry, it's okay."

"Are you okay? It looks to me like it's going to bite you."

"Don't worry, I often saw these dogs when I was in the countryside. Although it looks fierce, it won't bite you if you touch it. I still have some tricks for dogs..." Lu Yuan didn't care about the hostility of the yellowish dog. He walked over very experiencedly, letting the dog roar with its teeth grinning, and then he bent down and touched its head.

"See? It will become more docile if you touch it like this... that's what experience is all about!"

"Wow, Brother Lu, you are so awesome!" Qian Zhong looked at Lu Yuan with admiration. Then he looked at the dog that was growling again and he was completely in awe of Lu Yuan.

Fatty Wei also nodded.

"That's natural. I'm very experienced. Just let it go..."

"Are you okay?"

"fine……"

"oh."

"I have a lot of experience in dealing with this kind of dog. Let me tell you, I'm not bragging, when I was a kid, any vicious dog within a ten-mile radius would silently hold their butts between their legs and let me touch them..." Lu Yuan showed a smug smile.

He felt that this was an incredible talent of his.

but……

"Wang!"

"What! This..."

"Fuck!"

"Fuck, pull it apart quickly! Didn't you see A Yuan got bit by a dog? Pull it apart quickly!"

"Wang!"

"Bite again?"

"This... pull it open quickly!"

“…”

…

"Latest news, latest news! It's on the news! It's on the news!"

"What news!"

"Lu Er Gouzi did not participate in the "Crossover Masked Singer" competition."

"Ah? Wasn't it exposed on Weibo?"

"It's fake. I just received news that Er Gouzi was filming in Hengdian and was bitten by a dog..."

"Bitten by a dog?"

"Yes, and he bit Lu Ergouzi twice in succession..."

"What?"

"This...Lu Er Gouzi was bitten by a dog? This...is there such a trick?"

"Stop talking nonsense. Didn't someone on Weibo say he was going to livestream eating shit? Let's go leave a message!"

“Hahahaha, okay!”

"But can something like being bitten by a dog make the news?"

"yes!"

…

In the evening, Lu Yuan was deep in thought as he read a piece of news in the Entertainment Evening News.

“I was bitten by a dog and it was on the news?”