“Hahahahahaha… As expected, food knows no borders! No matter what conflicts or arguments, they are nothing when it comes to delicious food!”
"That oppa is still doubting his life. I'm afraid he must have slapped himself in the face several times in his heart!"
"My laughter is killing me! Another foreigner conquered by our country's delicious food!"
"I have to say, my elder sister has never lost when it comes to the overall situation!"
"Believe in Sister Wan and you will have eternal life!"
There was laughter in the barrage.
In the work area, Director Sun breathed a sigh of relief.
The idle long-haired editor looked puzzled, "Director, did you instruct us about the food area?"
"No."
Director Sun replied subconsciously, sensing something was wrong.
No one arranged it in advance.
Ye Wan had no money and no cell phone.
How did she get those delicious foods?
The staff knew something was wrong when they saw the director staring blankly at the big screen. They moved their hands slightly and flew the drone closer to Ye Wan.
I just heard the conversation between Ye Wan and Aunt Fantuan.
"Auntie, are you sure you only want Soo-jun oppa's autographed photo and not someone else's? Do you want to know more about Xiaochi CP?"
"Well, I want two autographed photos of that handsome guy, is that okay?"
"Of course! What time are you open? I may not finish recording the show until the evening. I will send it to you in the evening. Are you still there?"
"Yes, yes."
"Okay... Auntie, I'll give you another rice ball! It's so delicious!"
Look at Ye Wan who exchanged Jong Soo-jun's autographed photo for delicious food.
Then look at Jong Soo-jun who is sitting in the dining area, waiting anxiously and with a look of doubt on his face.
Director Sun: …
Ye Wan held a tray and placed a full tray of food in front of Zhong Zhujun.
While eating, he did not forget to complain, "You are a grown man, don't you know how to help? You sit here and wait while I get food over there, do you have the nerve to do that?"
"I……"
Zhong Zhujun came back to his senses, "I'm sorry, I, I...what else can I do?"
"You're going back home after the show, right?"
Zhong Zhujun nodded, and Ye Wan said, "Then give me a few autographed photos that you prepared for your fans. This request is not too much, right?"
Halfway through shaking his head, Jong Soo-jun's eyes turned alert, "Don't you really hate me? Why do you want my autographed photo?"
Ye Wan smiled, "I hate you, but that doesn't stop me from exchanging your autographed photo for some delicious food."
???
Look at all that delicious food in front of you.
He looked back at the middle-aged and elderly sisters, aunts and grandmas who kept looking at him.
Then he looked at Ye Wan who was eating happily.
Jong Soo-jun: !!!
After taking a bite of the soup dumpling, Zhong Zhujun looked at the juicy dumpling in his hand with an unbelievable look on his face, then looked at Ye Wan, unable to speak clearly, "Why, why is it so delicious?"
Just now, when Ye Wan was eating and commenting, Zhong Zhujun thought that the other party was exaggerating and deliberately making him greedy.
Now that I was eating it myself, I realized that Ye Wan’s comments were very pertinent.
As the empty plates on the tray piled up, Jong Soo-jun looked back at the steaming steamer with a troubled look.
Eat it, the calories are already exceeded.
Forget it. I’ll finish recording the show today and leave here. I don’t know if I’ll be able to eat it again in the future.
Before Zhong Zhujun could figure out what was going on, Ye Wan raised his chin and asked, "Have you ever eaten raw marinated seafood?"
???
Who are you looking down on? They also have seas and islands, right?
Every year in the golden September and silver October season, fat shrimps and crabs can be seen everywhere, right? Ye Wan thought that China was a great country with a history of about 5,000 years, and mocked South Korea for being a small country.
Before Zhong Zhujun could say anything in response, Ye Wan rubbed his hands together and said expectantly, "If you can sell your looks, go borrow a cell phone and call me. I promise that I will give you the best marinated seafood you have ever had in your life for lunch."
???
The best? "Are you sure?"
"Sure!"
After hesitating for a second, Jong Soo-jun decisively stood up and went towards the soup dumpling lady.
Barrage: ...!!! Sure enough, there is no conflict that cannot be resolved by a delicious meal!
One meal is not enough? Then have another one! Wanjie is awesome!!! I haven’t been stuck in writing recently, but my brain and body are in the terminal stage of laziness, and I don’t feel like writing at all.
Is the legendary autumn sleepiness and winter fatigue coming?
Help…
(End of this chapter)