Facts have proved that the culinary master is still the culinary master, and no miracle happened.
Mo Qiudong almost vomited after eating that bun and didn't have the courage to take a second bite. However, seeing Song Nanwu still eating without changing her expression, he couldn't help but say, "Boss, don't eat it anymore. It's so disgusting. Don't let it get you sick later."
"What's so unpalatable about it? Didn't the boss say it was delicious?" Qianji frowned.
Mo Qiudong sneered, "Did the boss say it was delicious? If you don't believe me, I beg you to stop cooking in the future."
Qianji didn't believe it. The boss was obviously eating so deliciously. But when she picked up one and tasted it, she looked at Song Nanwu with tears in her eyes, "Fuck! It's disgusting. Boss, don't eat it. Let's go back and eat hot pot."
Song Nanwu glanced at her and stuffed the last bite of the bun into her mouth, "Don't waste food."
The boss didn't dislike such a bad-tasting bun at all. Qianji was so touched that she said, "Boss."
"But Qianji, you have to promise me that you must taste the food you cook first in the future." If she can avoid eating it, she should avoid eating it. Her appetite has become very picky.
"Okay, Boss, I'll listen to you."
"Boss, let's stop her from cooking and causing trouble for us."
After driving back to the suburbs for an hour and a half, Nice and his family had already prepared a lot of dishes at home, waiting for Song Nanwu's hot pot base.
After a satisfying hotpot meal, Mo Qiudong handed the sorted information to Song Nanwu.
Song Nanwu took it and looked at it, "TR."
"I accidentally learned that TR has been researching human genes, so I followed this line. After checking, I found that there was indeed something fishy. Furthermore, this organization appeared out of nowhere more than a decade ago, and ever since then, there have been rumors of human modification."
"Interesting." Song Nanwu curled her lips and smiled, then thanked him, "Thank you, Mo Qiudong."
"Boss, you're too polite! You don't consider me one of your own, do you?" Mo Qiudong couldn't stand Song Nanwu being so polite. Suddenly, he thought of something and looked at her hesitantly. "Boss, there's something I've always wanted to ask you."
"Go ahead." Song Nanwu probably expected what he would ask.
"Are you also a cyborg?"
Song Nanwu raised her eyebrows slightly, "Is it really that important?"
"It's important, very important, boss. I hope you won't hide it from us. Isn't trust mutual?" Mo Qiudong said seriously.
To be honest, Song Nanwu still trusted Mo Qiudong and the others, "Okay, I do."
"Shit, I knew you were!" Mo Qiudong suddenly let out a loud laugh. "Haha, my bet was right after all. Boss, take a look at this information first. It might not be very useful, but take a look anyway. I'll go ask those guys for money first."
Song Nanwu: “…”
Damn, the painting style is unique.
After glancing at Mo Qiudong's departing figure, Song Nanwu looked through the information in her hand.
The information collected is somewhat fragmentary. After all, the TR organization is really mysterious. We have only heard of it in the underworld over the years, but no one knows what kind of organization it is.
Mo Qiudong was very capable to get this information.
Song Nanwu quickly read through the information in her hand. A moment later, with a serious expression, she called Yun Si.
No one answered the first time, and Yun Si's voice was heard the second time, "Nannan, have you arrived in Country M?"
"Yes, we're here." Song Nanwu replied softly, "Yun Si, maybe your identity needs to change."
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