Chapter 298

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Protagonist:

Lu Feng

"Is the program group doing this on purpose? They clearly know Lu Boss rests on weekends yet still air this — isn't that just teasing our appetites?"

"Exactly! Although the program group helped promote Lu Boss, making everyone drool but unable to eat is simply too cruel!"

"I shouldn't have gone back to my hometown so early; thinking that I have to wait another two months until school starts to eat Lu Boss's cooking again makes me unhappy!"

"Any brothers and sisters from Jiangcheng locals? I plan to camp out at Lu Boss's shop entrance bright and early next Monday — anyone want to go together?"

"Count me in! My home isn't far from Food Street; I'll head over at five in the morning!"

"Add one! I didn't get to eat the Red Braised Pork last week; this week I'm determined to eat it!"

Replies under the post kept refreshing; in just half an hour, over twenty people had joined the squad camping out next Monday.

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Saturday, 9 a. m., Yunding Huating No. 8 Courtyard Villa.

In the spacious and quiet bedroom, Lu Feng woke from a deep sleep on the soft big bed, preparing to get up and wash.

Just then, the mobile phone on the bedside table suddenly gave a light "ding," breaking the room's tranquility.

He picked up the phone and saw it was a message from Fang Yuan.

"Lu Boss, all the ingredients you requested are ready; do you really not need me to arrange a driver to pick you up?"

Lu Feng stretched lazily and quickly replied: "Not needed; I'll head out once I finish tidying up."

After sending the message, he couldn't help but lie half-reclined on the bed, feeling a bit sentimental.

Rich people's thinking really is different from ordinary people's.

Just to invite him over to cook a Red Braised Pork, Fang Yuan offered a fee of one hundred thousand yuan.

One hundred thousand yuan — if this were back when he worked at the Company.

His annual salary didn't even amount to that much.

Yet now it's merely the price the other party pays for him to cook one meal of Red Braised Pork.

Perhaps in their eyes, one hundred thousand yuan is about the same as one hundred yuan in ordinary people's eyes.

Or perhaps for Fang Yuan, the emotional value this one hundred thousand brings far outweighs the money itself.

But sentiment aside, Lu Feng certainly isn't going to turn money down.

Although he now lives in a villa worth tens of millions and drives a Maybach worth millions.

The current balance in his bank card is also enough for him to lie flat and live the rest of his life without worries.

Yet he isn't someone who settles for the status quo; who would complain about earning too much money?

Moreover, cooking Red Braised Pork is now a piece of cake for him.

One hundred thousand yuan — not taking it would be foolish; anyway, he'd just be idling at home on the weekend.

Before long, Fang Yuan sent another message.

"Good, then I'll await your grand arrival."

Seemingly worried Lu Feng might forget, she followed up with her location.

Lu Feng casually opened the map, confirmed the route from his place, then got out of bed and washed up at a leisurely pace.

In the washroom, Lu Feng finished washing up quickly and looked at his hair in the mirror again.

Yesterday after soaking in the bath and washing his hair, he deliberately paid attention to the bathwater.

Sure enough, not a single fallen hair was discovered.

Looks like the System Reward Hair Growth Pill works like a charm.

After eating a simple breakfast, Lu Feng drove the Maybach out of Yunding Huating and, following the navigation, headed west toward the suburbs.

Half an hour later, the car arrived at the western Villa District.

Although this Villa District is a tier below the Yunding Huating where Lu Feng currently lives, it remains a place ordinary people might not afford in a lifetime.

Since Fang Yuan had given advance notice, the security guard at the Villa District entrance merely verified the license plate and politely waved them through.

Lu Feng smoothly entered the Villa District and drove along the lane for a while.

Finally, the car stopped in front of a detached villa.

The engine had just cut when a butler in a black uniform hurried over.

He opened the car door for Lu Feng and thoughtfully shielded the roof edge with his hand, afraid Lu Feng might bump his head getting out.

"Hello, are you Lu Boss, the Master Chef invited by Miss Fang?"

The butler asked with a smile, his voice carrying just the right degree of respect: "Miss Fang is already waiting inside."

Lu Feng nodded and followed the butler into the villa.

Fang Yuan's villa interior was decorated in glittering splendor, looking even more imposing than the one Lu Feng lives in.

Every corner of the villa exuded the air of the wealthy, like a miniature palace.

But Lu Feng frowned; he didn't like this style.

In his view, home decor should reflect a relaxing sense of belonging.

Although Fang Yuan's villa decor looks luxurious, it feels a bit too solemn.

The minimalist light-luxury style of his own villa suits his taste better.

"Lu Boss, you've had a hard trip."

Fang Yuan walked over from the Living Room, smiling, and said politely: "Would you like to sit down and have some tea first? I had a friend bring some high-end pastries from abroad; I'll have the butler bring them for you to taste."

"No need for the trouble, I ate at home this morning before coming, let's just start, where's the Kitchen?"

Lu Feng shook his head, lightly lifting the Food Ingredient Box in his hand, indicating his purpose for coming today.

"Alright then, please follow me."

Fang Yuan nodded, not pressing further, after all she was the one hiring him to do a job.

Her footsteps unhurried, she led Lu Feng through the Living Room.

On the genuine leather sofa in the Living Room sat a middle-aged man, looking at work messages on his Mobile Phone.

Hearing the Footsteps, he slowly raised his head, his gaze pausing for a moment on Lu Feng behind Fang Yuan.

This Person was precisely Fang Yuan's father, Jiangcheng's well-known entrepreneur Fang Shiming.

Lu Feng glanced his way, and Fang Shiming's face also held no Expression.

He merely lightly nodded, then his attention returned to his Mobile Phone.

Lu Feng didn't mind this.

His purpose for coming here today was very clear.

The Ten Thousand yuan compensation had already been received, he came today just to make a Red Braised Pork.

He only wanted to finish early and return to the Villa to rest, everything else didn't matter.

Whether Fang Shiming's attitude was enthusiastic or cold, to him it wasn't important at all.

Fang Yuan led Lu Feng through the Living Room, stopping before a pair of cherry wood double doors: "Lu Boss, this is the Kitchen, if you need anything else, just call me anytime."

Lu Feng nodded, carrying the Food Ingredient Box and walking inside.

Upon entering the Kitchen, a surprised Expression appeared on Lu Feng's face.

Have to say, the Fang family's Kitchen is really quite large.

Even If Ten people were cooking inside Simultaneously, they could all fully stretch their limbs.

However what made Lu Feng feel surprised wasn't this.

The Kitchen right now wasn't just him One Person, he saw a familiar figure.

The instant he saw the person in the Kitchen, Lu Feng Can't Help but feel a bit of a headache.

How could he run into him here?