Chapter 926 The Noodles She Cooked

Chapter 926 the noodles she cooked

The next morning.

As soon as Shen Naichuan's car pulled into the group garage, a figure emerged from the side and ran towards him anxiously. "Shen Boss, Shen Boss, I have something to tell you."

Shen Naichuan stopped the car and knew who was coming. "What are you doing here? Don't you think the headline position is obvious enough?"

Jin Yanyan grabbed his window and pleaded, "I know I was wrong. I shouldn't have done that on the plane yesterday to make you angry. It's all my fault for not thinking. Please give me a chance to change, okay? I promise I'll never do anything stupid again!"

"Who allowed you to touch my car?" Shen Naichuan pushed the door open. Jin Yanyan lost his footing and fell back.

"I'm sorry, Shen Boss." Jin Yanyan got up again and showed him his phone. "Take a look at the headline. I've come out to clarify. I deliberately used the name of the parachute to hype it up. I've realized my mistake and apologized to you in front of the media and fans!"

For this reason, she lost her fans, and the popularity of the original tens of millions of weibo suddenly became tens of thousands, and the swearing was like a tidal wave that almost drowned her! The news was getting more and more intense. There were a lot of people at the door of the company and her house, either angry spectators waiting to deal with her, or the media watching the good show. In short, her life was falling apart!

"Do you want to change back to the good clothes and the good food? Young people are innocent." Shen Naichuan dropped the sentence and headed straight for the elevator.

Jin Yanyan hurriedly followed. "I know you have great powers. With just one word from you, I can definitely return to the entertainment industry!"

"Why should I say that for you?"

"I can endorse all Shen enterprise products for free, no matter what field it involves, no matter how many years it takes!"

"I don't care."

"Shen Boss, I beg you, give me another chance..."

"You know how precious time is to me. Just now you wasted two minutes of my time. Two hundred million. If you can afford it, I can consider it."

"Two hundred million..."

Where did she find so much money? If she had 200 million, would she need to enter the entertainment industry? He had been enjoying himself for a long time...

Seeing Shen Naichuan leaving, she could only take out her cell phone and call celebrity handler Xue. "What should we do? I apologized to him and clarified in front of the media. His reputation was ruined. I didn't expect him to refuse to take back his life."

"I expected it..." Celebrity handler Xue sighed heavily, as if he was going to die.

"Agent xue, do you have a better idea? I was banned and the whole company was in trouble. Don't they care? Is there no one else who can stop this?"

Celebrity handler Xue said dejectedly, "The most powerful person is young master Gu, but can you please move? I heard he and Mr. Shen are still friends in private..."

"Then what should I do?"

"You can give it a try. They are now competing for business. It's possible that gu shao will help you."

"What if it backfires?"

"It won't be any worse than now, will it? Your popularity is completely gone, and your fans are all gone. You just want to be able to earn a living in the entertainment industry in the future. You don't want to be a first-tier actress, second-tier actress, or third-tier actress. You just need to shoot at least one or two advertisements a year to support your family."

Jin Yanyan felt a little heavy when she heard him say that. She didn't expect to be so down and out. It seemed that Gu Yingchen was her last straw!

...

When Mu Yangliu went to Yu Longwan to hand in the finished product, he found that the servants were in a hurry, their faces were solemn, and even the prodigal son did not make any noise in the garden...

She was not used to it. "Why is everyone acting weird today?"

The old housekeeper sighed. "Madam is sick and doesn't want to eat anything. We are in a hurry and there is nothing we can do... Yangsheji Teacher, why don't you talk to her later? She has a good impression of you."

"What happened to her?"

"At this time of the year, she can't get over it... Eh." The old housekeeper was also very helpless, all these years had passed.

Mu Yangliu couldn't help but ask, "What day is it today?"

"The day of the lord's death."

"... No wonder the whole villa was shrouded in sadness.

Under the guidance of the old housekeeper, Mu Yangliu entered Mrs. Long's bedroom. She lay weakly on the bed with her eyes closed and her pale face showing pain.

"Madam, are you all right?" Mu Yangliu asked carefully.

Mrs. Long did not speak, his brows furrowed even tighter, as if he was immersed in another sadness.

Mu Yangliu could only politely report, "I brought you underwear this week. I heard you have a bad appetite. How can you not eat? The body is the capital of revolution. If you look like this now, master long will definitely be heartbroken when he sees it in the sky."

"I'm fine." Mrs. Long finally opened his mouth and waved his hand to his subordinates to take her down.

"Yangsheji Teacher, please follow me." The maid at the side brought her to the door. "Our wife is in a bad mood. Why don't you go back first?"

"Shall I make her a bowl of noodles? My mom used to cook for me when I was in a bad mood. It smelled appetizing." Mu Yangliu asked for permission.

"This..." The maid was a little embarrassed and subconsciously glanced at the old housekeeper. After all, this kind of thing was not something that a small servant of hers could do.

The old housekeeper had nothing else to do at this moment, so he could only nod his head and act as a doctor. "Let her try."

Otherwise, if this continues, madam's body will starve!

"Does madam have anything to avoid?" Mu Yangliu asked.

"She doesn't eat spicy food."

"Okay."

In the kitchen, she asked the maid to prepare all the ingredients, and then she busied herself in front of the stove. The ingredients of the noodles were very fragrant, and the smell of her hands made everyone's appetite stir.

A few maids standing outside swallowed their saliva -

"What kind of noodles is Yangsheji Teacher making? It smells good."

"I want a bowl."

"Madam and young master don't eat. We can't eat either. We've been hungry all day. The smell has whetted my appetite! I really want a bite! Just one bite!"

"Madam would like such a fragrant noodle, wouldn't she?"

...

Long Zixiao crossed his hands behind his head as a pillow and lay silent on the bed. On this day, his heart was always heavy. The events of the past surged towards him like waves. He closed his eyes to forget the pain, but the images kept cutting his nerves.

Just then, a fragrance wafted through the window.

The food cooked by the five-star chef at home was so disgusting that he swept his hands to the floor. He didn't expect the smell to make him stand up and ask the maid at the door, "What is it?"