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Chapter 662 The little ancestor pinched a purification technique!

Diners were furious by the smelly foie gras.

The restaurant manager was so crazy that he rushed into the kitchen and yelled: "What's the matter? How can the ingredients smell bad? How do you work in the kitchen!"

Fang Yumei's heart beat like a pounding, and her head was almost blowing.

He pulled the tablecloth in the kitchen garbage truck around his fat body, and the sudden consciousness in his mind echoed:

"There are more than 30 people who refuse to eat your dishes. The backlash will double and the dishes will be corrupt."

Damn, who are the 30 people?

So blind and so excessive, she actually didn't eat foie gras, which made the account count on her. Not only did she get fat, but she also ruined the dishes. Her reputation as a chef!

But at this moment, how could she admit that it was her own problem?

Looking around, she immediately found the scapegoat: "My cooking skills must be fine. Is anyone jealous of me and tampered with my dishes?"

The old chefs around him showed an incredible look in their eyes, and they were hard to describe one by one: "Miss Fang, how could we do things? You can't slander others so casually..."

However, the manager was anxious and angry, and did not want to offend Fang Yumei. Since there was a scapegoat, he scolded him indiscriminately: "You don't assist Miss Fang well, but you will cause trouble. Give me some cleverness! Why don't you clean up the mess quickly!"

The old chefs dared not speak out, and buried themselves in making new dishes to customers and replaced the smelly foie gras.

Fang Yumei was about to go to the bathroom to change into a male chef's coat, but the manager reacted: "Ms. Fang, why are you so fat?"

Fang Yumeiqiang calmed down: "Me, I? In order to develop the most delicious foie gras, I bought too much foie gras every night for research? I tried too much!"

Manager: "..." But when she first started working today, she didn't seem to be so fat? Could it be that he remembered the figure of the new Miss Fang wrongly?

Fang Yumei fled into the toilet in a hurry.

It's not a solution to keep being so fat.

It was so terrible. The backlash caused by 30 people who resisted her foie gras was so serious that it seemed that they would not be able to get through it if they no longer cut some meat.

She uncovered the Band-Aid and cut a small piece of meat on the unhealed wound. She gritted her teeth and cut it into the food jade chopsticks.

Finally, the lifeless chopsticks burst into dark blue light again.

But her figure has not recovered.

Twisting her bulky body? She still had to continue working, cursing the 30 people who did not eat foie gras in her heart ten thousand times.

==

"The Long Fairy Path" crew.

The director and more than 30 supporting actors and staff members surrounded Xi Langyue and Wu Qianman:

"Don't say, you two really have a CP feeling... Or maybe you can make your relationship public, maybe you can add some traffic to our drama!"

"Yes, right? This fake drama is really done? It's so exciting!"

"There is no need to borrow a position in the kissing scene in the future. Director? Let them kiss with real swords and guns!"

Just as everyone was fully focused on this pair, almost forgot about the foie gras that had not been eaten behind them, a foul stench suddenly filled the studio.

"Food gras? Oh my God? Why is this foie gras smelling like the stones in the pit..."

"Am I crazy? Order this kind of takeaway?"

"Hait? I don't want to eat foie gras in my life..."

Seeing everyone finally quit their addiction to foie gras? Wu Qianman and Xi Langyue breathed a sigh of relief.

Xi Langyue: "That? I just said the official announcement, something, is it a joke? Don't take it seriously."

Wu Qianman: "Director, remember to borrow a seat in the future..."

==

Famo Mansion.

The sound of vomiting made the high-end French restaurants suddenly filled with an indescribable smell.
Chapter completed!
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