Chapter 593

Huo Jiu bowed his head respectfully, "Wait, I'll-"

"Eh? Someone sent supplies? Who is it?"

Everyone is resting at this time, and the shed is sultry and does not feel cold.

The scene presented on the screen was clean and spotless, but the actual crew was in a mess, and the non-entry place was full of machines.

Song Yaoyao's legs were covered with a blanket, and she didn't want to move lazily.

Huo Jiu went out to order food, but after a while, he led a person with a food box in.

Min Jiaren, who was only in her early twenties, just walked in briskly with her lunch box in hand.

"Little director, what are you eating? I don't know who it is, but they sent a lot of food to our crew! Woohoo, it's been a long time since I've eaten outside flavors! Eh? This taste is a bit familiar... Am I there? Where have you eaten it?"

She came over in doubt, only to see the young director sitting lazily like an uncle, dressed in an elite outfit, and more handsome than most of the little fresh meat in the entertainment industry. Take out a plate of meals from the box.

The food box is wooden and antique, with only a few small characters carved on one side.

Min Jiaren took a closer look and remembered.

"Uh... Mochizuki Tower??!!"

She said why she thought the taste was familiar, it turned out to be Mochizukilou, which she had only eaten once. That smell really left her with endless aftertastes, no wonder one is so hard to find...

"Miss Song, it's time to eat. I'll pour you a glass of water and call me if you have anything."

Huo Jiu picked up the thermos cup, nodded slightly to the dazed Min Jiaren, and walked away gracefully.

Min Jiaren bit her chopsticks, invincibly envious.

"Little director, did Mr. Huo invite this meal?"

"Huh? What?"

Song Yaoyao didn't go out to watch the fun, and didn't pay attention to the name on the food box. She saw Kang Yuan was still debugging the machine in the distance, and she made a trumpet with her hands around her mouth, "Teacher!! Come and eat!!"

Min Jiaren looked at the dishes that were completely different from everyone else, obviously carefully prepared, and felt like she was stuffed with dog food again. Even the food you are eating in your mouth seems to have no taste~

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As soon as Kang Yuan heard Song Yaoyao's voice, he immediately burst into laughter. He waved his hand and told the staff two more words before coming over.

As soon as I approached, I saw a table full of food, "Yo? Who sent it?"

Song Yaoyao blinked and looked at Min Jiaren, "The beautiful lady said it was given by my brother."

Now, everyone is used to this sour name. At first, some people were not used to it and felt that the word 'brother' didn't match the image of a cold and abstinent man at all. But the more you listen to it, the more you get used to it.

Even if I want to fall in love a little bit, I also find such a loving 'love brother'!

Min Jiaren held the food box, sat on the pony and looked at the delicious food on the table, with a sad face, "Look at the food box, Wangyuelou. Except for Mr. Huo, I can't think of anyone who would be so generous. But...Mochizuki Doesn't the building never accept delivery, only dining in?"

Kang Yuan picked up his chopsticks cheerfully, "Rules are made by people, and if that's the case, they can be broken! Others may not, but Mr. Huo—"

He picked up a chopstick and put the braised pork in his mouth, "Well, it still tastes so good!"

Min Jiaren's saliva was almost drooling, she nodded in sympathy.

Sure enough, the rules are only used to restrict ordinary people like them, and some people are privileged.