Chapter 2773 2785 [Kudo Yukiko]
While they were chatting, the waiter came over and put down new chopsticks and napkins for the producer.
The producer was about to start eating, but when he saw the dishes on the round table, he flew into a rage: "Didn't I tell you not to order century eggs and scrambled eggs? Who ordered these two dishes for me?"
Suzuki Sonoko was shocked by him: "You ordered it, so there's no need to be so angry. Maybe the waiter heard it wrong and thought you specifically asked for these two dishes."
The producer came to his senses and remembered that there were guests at the table, so he could only soften his expression: "I'm not looking for trouble, it's just that I'm allergic to eggs - things like this that are full of eggs make me feel sick when I see them."
He tried to smooth things over for himself and greeted the guests: "Eat, eat, don't be polite. Hey, Miss Xiaolan, what do you want to eat? I'll help you get it."
“…”
A stool clanged down between him and Mao Lilan, Conan squeezed in and sat down, saying bluntly: "Then help me get a plate of curry rice."
Jiang Xia flipped through the menu: "Fish-flavored Shredded Pork."
"Haha, you know what you're talking about!" The producer first praised Jiang Xia for no apparent reason, then turned around and touched Conan's head, "Little friend, this is a Chinese restaurant. We only have Chinese food, but we don't have the curry rice you want. Choose another one like this detective brother did."
"But I just want to eat curry rice." Conan began to bite his throat and act like a spoiled child, "This restaurant doesn't even have curry rice, it's so boring, let's go back!"
"..." Vodka on the second floor listened to this from afar and could not help but nod secretly: After a long time, this was the most pleasing time for him since they met - Hurry up and take Wuzo next to you and get out! Go as far as you can, and come back after I leave!
I was secretly cheering for Conan in my heart, when there was a bang, and Conan's voice stopped abruptly.
Suzuki Sonoko retracted her fist and said to the waiter beside her: "Don't pay attention to him, just give him a plate of dumplings, this kid is easy to feed."
“…”
Conan was brutally suppressed.
Vodka sat back in disappointment.
"How many minions does this guy Wuzo have around him? ... Only that kind-hearted girl with long black hair still has a little bit of human warmth left. Sigh, I don't know how long her kind heart can last by Wuzo's side if things continue like this."
…
Xiaolongbao is a popular item in the store and they are all steamed long ago.
When the waiter heard their order, he brought a basket over on the spot.
Conan: “…”
"Forget it. Actors have to sign contracts anyway, and Aunt Eri will definitely personally review this contract, which involves large sums of money and Xiaolan's future. She probably won't let Xiaolan shoot any intimate scenes in the movie." Conan sighed tiredly and muttered to himself, "Now that things have come to this, let's eat the buns first."
While picking up a steaming hot dumpling, he turned around to look for the dipping sauce.
Soon, Conan saw the small bottle in front of Jiang Xia. He reached out and turned the round table, intending to turn the dipping sauce over.
This dining table leaves ample dining space for guests, and the rotating plate in the middle is accordingly farther away.
Conan stretched out his arm and turned the plate with great effort. Just as he was about to take the dipping sauce, someone suddenly made a move.
The round plate turned back slowly, and the dipping sauce returned to Jiang Xia again.
Conan: “……?”
The table was full of people chatting and occasionally turning the table to pick up food, so it was normal for the thing to move. Conan sighed and reached out again to move the dipping sauce to the place facing him.
Just as I was about to pick it up, the table suddenly turned back to its original place.
Conan: “…”
What's going on?
Is there a spring under the disc?
He was looking at this strange table as if he had seen a ghost, when a hand reached out from the side - the observant neighbor noticed his predicament, and raised his hand as if stepping on a colorful cloud, and handed him the dipping sauce.
"It's good to have long arms..." Conan quickly leaned forward to take it, and sighed in his heart, "Come to think of it, my arms used to be this long, but now... Damn Black Organization, damn Gin and Vodka, sooner or later, I will make you pay for your atrocities!"
Grudges must be remembered, but meals must be eaten.
After getting the dipping sauce, Conan started looking for chili oil again. This time he took a quick glance and found the chili oil right in front of the screenwriter.
Conan reached out and turned the plate, and when the chili oil turned in front of him, he reached out with lightning speed... and then grabbed nothing - the table returned to its original state.
“…”
Conan's eyes twitched, and he reached out again in disbelief... This time, Mao Lilan noticed the chili oil that passed by her twice and returned twice. She raised her hand lightly and quickly, grabbed the small bottle passing by, and handed it to Conan: "Here, you want to use this, right?"
"Well, thank you, Sister Xiaolan." Conan took the bottle of chili pepper tiredly. He finally had a meal with the help of his two childhood sweethearts.
He mixed the dipping sauce and ate the bun in a depressed mood under the twisted gaze of Vodka who was trying to hold back a sneeze.
After taking two bites, a small cart was pushed over by the waiter and stopped behind the director and Jiang Xia.
——Peking duck is here.
"The main course is here!" The producer was in high spirits as he looked at the sizzling roast duck. "The roast duck in this restaurant is the best on the whole street. Everyone, eat as much as you can. If you're not satisfied, there's more."
Although the duck was delicious, it had been eaten many times after all, so the producer's attention soon shifted to Mao Lilan.
——Although there was Conan between them, the little dwarf was not much taller than the pillow when he sat on the seat, and it did not affect his communication with Hao Miaozi at all.
The producer pulled Mao Lilan to chat and threw out a more specific bait: "Speaking of which, do you have any favorite female stars?"
"Favorite female star?" This question brought to mind a thick autograph book and the silent or disappeared lives behind those signatures.
Thinking about those young lives that either passed away or went astray, she felt a little depressed. However, as a good person who doesn't like to spoil other people's fun, Mao Lilan quickly adjusted her mood. She picked out two top candidates from her huge number of idols: "There are two people I admire the most - one of them is Fujimine Yukiko, I have liked her since I was a child."
Producer: “…”
He originally planned to call over whoever Mao Lilan mentioned, so that this naive high school girl could have a taste of the sweetness and seduce Mao Lilan into taking the bait... But who knew that this girl had very high standards, and she mentioned someone he couldn't even touch even if he stood on tiptoe.
——Yukiko Fujimine was already an international film queen at a young age. After achieving success, she quickly married a world-famous mystery novelist, retired from the industry, and lived in the United States... Where could he find her?
Even if we take a step back and find the person physically, what would it cost him to invite him?
(End of this chapter)
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