Chapter 242

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Protagonist:

Lu Feng

"Confirmed."

Lu Feng nodded calmly, pointing at the shop's gate: "It's already very late, I'm preparing to close, please leave."

Wang Mo stared at Lu Feng for a moment, seeing his expression still showed not the slightest intention of yielding, gritted his teeth, took a few deep breaths, grabbed the work permit on the table, and glared fiercely at Lu Feng.

"Fine, Boss Lu, you'd better not regret it! Let's see how long your little shop can stay popular without our program!"

Wang Mo originally wanted to flare up, but thinking that he was currently on Lu Feng's turf, he forcibly held it in.

"Take care, I won't see you out."

Lu Feng wore a faint smile, speaking in a very polite tone.

Wang Mo hmphed heavily, stuffed the work permit into his pocket, turned around, and walked out the door.

As he left, he deliberately made his footsteps thud loudly, as if venting the anger in his heart.

Reaching the doorway, Wang Mo didn't watch his step, kicked the threshold, stumbled, and nearly fell flat on his face.

He hurriedly grabbed the doorframe to steady himself, then cursed and swore as he rushed into the night.

"Truly a strange person."

Lu Feng shook his head, muttering softly.

He didn't feel angry, just felt this person was inexplicable.

Clearly he was the one asking a favor, yet he had to put on an arrogant, high-and-mighty act; really don't know what this person was thinking.

He recalled last week's Qian Laoban, also asking a favor, yet Qian Laoban appeared much more open and aboveboard.

This Director Wang Mo, his magnanimity truly couldn't compare to others; rejected, he only knows how to make sarcastic remarks behind one's back.

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After Wang Mo left Lu Feng's little shop, he walked straight out of Food Street.

He walked to a black business vehicle parked by the street, pulled open the door, got in, and slammed the door shut heavily.

Host Han Lu in the passenger seat was looking down at the program script in her hand, startled by the sound of the door closing.

She turned her head to look at Wang Mo in the back seat, only to see him with a face dark as storm clouds, breathing heavily with anger.

"Director Wang, how did the communication with that boss go?"

Han Lu set the script aside, looking at Wang Mo through the rearview mirror and asked.

Actually, from Wang Mo's gloomy expression one could tell things probably didn't go smoothly.

But to give the other party a reason to speak, she still knowingly asked anyway.

"Don't mention it!"

Wang Mo leaned back against the chair, his opening words full of complaint: "I explained it very clearly to him, that if he got on our program, his little shop could become famous throughout all of Jiang City, but that boss was impervious to reason, saying he didn't need an interview!"

"Really don't know what the Chief Editor was thinking, how could they pick such a weird-tempered boss!"

Han Lu frowned, a bit worried in her heart.

The Chief Editor this time only gave them three days; the time wasn't too tight.

But if the interview subject doesn't cooperate, they'd have no way to report back to the Chief Editor.

"Then... this boss won't accept an interview, what about our program in three days?"

Han Lu hesitated a moment, then looked at Wang Mo in the rearview mirror and said: "Why don't... I go try my luck with my face?"

As the program's host, she considered herself to have some degree of fame.

Maybe that boss could recognize her; if she communicated properly, perhaps this matter could still succeed.

Actually, she wasn't too willing to go either, but with the mission pressing down, she couldn't just do nothing.

"Still asking what?"

Wang Mo waved his hand with some irritation: "When I came out, he was already preparing to close; by now the person has probably already left."

"Then what about our interview mission?"

Han Lu asked with a frown.

Wang Mo fished out his phone from his pocket, the corner of his mouth revealing a somewhat smug smile: "Relax, I have a backup plan!"

He flipped out a number from his contact list, then directly dialed it.

The call had just connected when a burst of enthusiastic, rough voice came from the receiver; Han Lu could hear it even across the seat.

"Boss Li, I'm Wang Mo... yes yes, Director of the 'Late Night Food' program group, didn't you say yesterday you wanted to get on our program? I want to talk to you about the interview, can we do it tomorrow?"

Wang Mo spoke into the phone, listening to the enthusiastic response on the other end, the anger in his heart gradually dissipating.

After hanging up, he shook his phone smugly at Han Lu in the passenger seat: "Done! Boss Li of Hong'an Restaurant, the moment he heard we wanted to interview him, he was happy as can be; he's still at the restaurant right now, let's go over first to communicate about tomorrow's interview process."

Han Lu nodded happily upon hearing this, then signaled the driver to drive.

The car started slowly; Wang Mo leaned against the chair back, his eyes carrying arrogance: "Jiangcheng has plenty of restaurants; this boss really thinks the program can't do without him? Our program's viewership ratings are this high; if he doesn't get on, there are plenty of people fighting to get on!"

"Exactly, Director Wang, look at this Chen Ji Chuan Caiguan, isn't it just because of our program that it became popular? If it hadn't gotten on our program, that shop would've closed down long ago!"

Han Lu pulled up a past program clip on her phone, pointed at the screen and chimed in agreement, then suggested: "Director Wang, I think we can go to Chen Ji a few more times in the future, do a follow-up interview or something; they'd definitely welcome it."

"That goes without saying? That boss would be dying for us to go a few more times!"

Wang Mo sneered, recalling how the Chen Ji boss had enthusiastically hosted them back then, then contrasting it with Lu Feng's impervious attitude just now, a disdainful expression appeared on his face: "That little boss just doesn't know what's good for him; given an opportunity he doesn't know to cherish it!"

Han Lu also nodded in agreement: "Indeed, the boss is still too young, fundamentally doesn't know how to seize an opportunity."

The car drove steadily on the road; Han Lu looked at the Chief Editor's previous work arrangements in the work group, couldn't help looking at Wang Mo in the rearview mirror: "Director Wang, this time the Chief Editor said we're to interview Lu Family Restaurant; us going to interview Hong'an Restaurant, won't the Chief Editor get angry when we get back?"

"Angry? What's there to be angry about?"

Wang Mo, on the other hand, smiled with a couldn't-care-less look: "You forgot last month at the beginning of the month, the Chief Editor had us go interview Master Chef Li that time?"

Han Lu was stunned for a moment, then quickly remembered.

At that time the Chief Editor instructed them to go interview that retired Master Chef Li, but they couldn't reach him by phone no matter what.

By the time they rushed over, there was no one home at all; asking the neighbors revealed they'd gone abroad traveling with their son.

In the end it was still Wang Mo who decided on the spot, contacting another local chef right there.

That chef, hearing the Television Station wanted to interview him, was completely cooperative throughout.

After the footage was cut and handed to the Chief Editor, the Chief Editor was also quite satisfied.

So this time, Wang Mo still planned to use the Hong'an Restaurant interview to replace the Lu Family Restaurant.

It's just a small restaurant on Food Street, after all; Hong'an Restaurant is a big restaurant no matter how you put it.

The program material can be made just the same, might even turn out more brilliant; as long as it satisfies the Chief Editor, that's fine.

Working as a director at the Television Station for so many years, which shopkeeper hasn't been polite and deferential upon seeing me?

He, Lu Feng, is merely a small restaurant boss, cold and indifferent to me, as if I were begging him to be on the program.

If not for the Chief Editor's prior instructions, for this kind of roadside small restaurant, I couldn't be bothered to make a trip.