Gu Anran: "If you don't want to go, I won't go. This is just an excuse."

Le Kangbo touched his nose in embarrassment, "Hey, isn't it that these things smell too bad?"

Gu Anran nodded: "It does smell bad, but I think I can take revenge in a moment. The bad smell is nothing. Even if I are asked to eat it again, I can bite the bullet and take a bite."

Le Kangbo: "Okay, I hope you won't be fainted by these things before your revenge is over."

Gu Anran: "I believe I can hold on."

Le Kangbo shook his head helplessly: "Okay, I really have something to do, so I'll leave first."

Gu Anran: "Okay."

Gu Anran stood there with his arms folded, waiting for the staff.

After a long time, several staff members came over.

"Uncle Gu Master, as per your instructions, the ingredients have been put away."

Gu Anran nodded, "Very good, please help me put these ingredients in the car. Thank you for your hard work. Go back and rest early. We will organize the fourth competition the day after tomorrow."

Staff: "Okay, uncle."

The food village is very large, and there is an area where offices are located.

For convenience, people from the Culinary Association work here during the food competition.

There were several cars specially used by the judges at the competition venue. Gu Anran chose the largest car and drove to the office area.

Although the smell in the car was a little hard to describe, Gu Anran was in a very good mood.

He was holding the steering wheel and humming a tune. The tune was so off-key that I couldn't tell what song he was humming.

In the office building, people were still working. Suddenly a man raised his head, sniffed his nose carefully, and then frowned, "Which of you farted? Why does it smell so bad?"

"Oh my god, what is this food for?"

"Really, if you want to fart, why don't you hold it in and go outside? It's so cold now, how can you open the window for ventilation?"

The person who said these words was Zhongli Hongmao from the Logistics Department of the Culinary Association.

"Is this fart so powerful? Why can I smell it even though I am so far away from you?"

"No, no, no, you think...is there a possibility that this is not fart..."

"It's not fart, what is that? The toilet exploded?"

Everyone was talking to each other, and the quiet office instantly turned into a lively vegetable market.

But instead of bargaining, they were discussing why the office smelled so bad.

Zhongli Hongmao: "Damn it, it couldn't be Xu Weize who went to the toilet. After the food competition is over, you must go to the hospital to check whether there is anything wrong with your body. Why do you stink so much every time you go to the toilet?"

Can we go together and talk to the boss about changing our office? There shouldn’t be an office next to the toilet."

Xu Weize: "It's unfair. I've been working here all the time. I'm so busy that I can't even drink a sip of water. How can I have time to go to the toilet?"

Zhongli Hongmao took a look around and said, "Who made it happen? How long has it been? It still smells so bad."

Everyone shook their heads, "It's not me."

At this moment, Gu Anran appeared in everyone's sight with a smile on his face, "Good afternoon, little cuties, have you eaten yet?"

Everyone's eyes widened and they quickly stood up from their seats, "Uncle Gu Master."

Everyone who joins the Culinary Association for the first time will go to the logistics department first. Facing the experienced Gu Anran, everyone is like a mouse meeting a cat.

Gu Anran smiled very kindly: "Hey, am I that scary? No one answered my question. When I saw that you didn't eat, your brain couldn't react. I brought you food, let's eat some together.

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With that said, Gu Anran walked straight into the office with a big bag in his hand.

Everyone only felt that the unpleasant smell was getting stronger.

Everyone resisted the urge to vomit and remained strong and calm, "Uncle Gu Master, this is..."

Gu Anran smiled: "This is the dish the contestants made today. I brought it here specially for you to try."

"Hey, don't you have a table for eating here? Why are you so inhumane? I'll go have a talk with your master later. You can't eat at your desk. You've been working for so long, and you still have people in the office.

We eat at the table and have to clean it up after we finish, without any regard for your hard work."

Everyone didn't hear what he said clearly. They only heard the words, 'This is the dish the contestants cooked today.'

They helped the purchasing department to purchase these ingredients. They had to hold back during the purchase, and now they were asked to eat them themselves. Oh my God, I might as well kill them with one knife.

Gu Anran: "Hey, since there is no table, let's make do with it. Whoever of you has less stuff on his desk, let's eat on his office assistant."

As soon as he finished speaking, several people breathed a sigh of relief. If this thing was placed on the desk, then the desk would not be needed.

As the saying goes, some people are happy and some are sad. Happiness belongs to everyone, and sorrow belongs to Zhongli Hongmao.

He has obsessive-compulsive disorder, and his work place only has the notebooks and computers he needs for work, and nothing else.

The purpose of Gu Anran's coming here was not to chat. No one answered him. He was not annoyed at all and just looked for a suitable desk.

"Wow, Hong Moo's desk is so clean. You can have your meal here today."

"Ang Mao, please move all these things to Anhe's place. Don't be stunned, everyone, bring your tableware and come over to eat. Don't be embarrassed, and don't be afraid of delaying work. No matter how busy you are at work, you still have to go to eat. I

I will go and talk to your master."

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, and finally you take your own tableware and walk towards Gu Anran resignedly.

The elders couldn't do anything to him, so how could newcomers like them resist?

The smell of these ingredients is a bit unpleasant, but they will definitely not kill people. As long as they don't kill people, it won't be a big problem.

Zhongli Hongmao's face turned green, but he had to listen to his uncle's words.

He had a loud voice just now, but now he couldn't make any sound at all.

However, Gu Anran was still chatting with him, "What's wrong with Hongmao? Why does he look so bad?"

Hong Mao twitched his lips and said with a smile: "I'm fine, I'm just a little tired. I'll be fine after a while."

Gu Anran reached out and patted his shoulder, "The work is never finished, so we must pay attention to the balance between work and rest."

Gu Anran tasted the dishes of the contestants for a long time and carried the bags for a long time. Not to mention the unpleasant smell on his body and hands.

When he came over just now, Zhongli Hongmao smelled the smell on his body. One of the reasons why he didn't speak was to suppress retching. Now that Gu Anran's hand came over, the smell drifted directly into his nose. Zhongli Hongmao

Mao couldn't hold it back any longer and let out.

It didn't matter what he said, everyone in the office except Gu Anran retched.

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