At this moment, on the top floor of the Mu Building.
Mu Qi had just come back from a meeting and asked his secretary to leave. He had just had an argument with two old stubborn men on the board of directors. He casually tugged at his collar. Although he had not suffered any loss and had taken back the power held by the two old stubborn men, even so, the atmosphere of boredom still lingered around him.
There were several documents to be processed on the desk. Mu Qi casually flipped through them, his dark eyes dark, and finally he raised his hand and pressed his temple.
Turn the phone on with your backhand.
Then a message popped up on the phone screen.
'The blogger you follow, 'ciice', is live streaming now. Come and watch!'
Mu Qi paused for a moment, then he remembered that he had followed this little girl's homepage a few days ago.
Anyway, he didn't want to look at the documents now, and as the boss, no one cared whether he was lazy or not. Mu Qi opened the Jingxun website and then clicked into Chu Ci's live broadcast room.
It was already around 10:15, and the little girl had obviously been broadcasting for a while. Looking at the dazzling barrage in front of him, Mu Qi frowned and set it to remove half of the barrage, so that he could see clearly what the little girl had filmed.
It was the kitchen of Chu Ci's house that I had just seen this morning.
The name of the live broadcast room is "Master Ci's Food Failure Journey", which is quite consistent with this person's attributes.
Her voice coming through the electronic device was subtly different from the previous direct conversation.
Besides, no one knows each other on the Internet. They are separated by a screen and protected by an ID. Listening to the soft voice of the little girl chattering, Mu Qi felt a very subtle sense of stimulation.
Originally he was planning to just take a look and then close it, but now Mu Qi changed his mind. He put his phone aside, turned on the computer, found the Jingxun website, opened the website, logged into his account, and clicked on Chu Ci's live broadcast room. All the actions were done in one go.
Then the little girl's voice rang out in the quiet office, and Mu Qi looked at her with a raised eyebrow.
The little girl had obviously finished answering the questions in the barrage and started preparing to make today's snacks.
To make relatively simple popcorn, all kinds of ingredients have been put into the pot and are fried bit by bit. Everything is put in strictly according to the tutorial. When a small handful of corn starts to pop one by one, the lid of the pot is covered.
After doing this, the little girl seemed to finally breathe a sigh of relief. She covered the pot and stood by waiting.
Listening to the crackling sound of popcorn popping, you can see through the transparent lid that the golden corn suddenly bursts into white popcorn.
Before Chu Ci could reply to the question in the barrage, she saw the barrage suddenly explode.
"Ahhhh, Master, you're going to flip over again! Shake the pot! Shake the pot!!"
"Your Highness, you're going to fail! You're destined to fail the first time you do anything!"
"Shake it quick! It's going to burn!!"
'The blogger's live broadcast is as famous as it is said to be. It's shaking fast. It's so frustrating!'
Most books don't describe the steps in such detail. Chu Ci was stunned when he saw these comments, then he threw the phone watching the live broadcast aside and held the handle of the pot.
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