Chapter 407 (1/2)
Delicious food is indeed very rich, the kitchen god produces, naturally needless to say.
Su Yun and their tongues are almost swallowed. The most delicious food they have ever eaten in their life is in front of their eyes. Many of the ingredients are top-notch. They have never heard of them, let alone eaten them.
One by one, like a starving ghost, almost broke his belly.
”I'm so full.”
”I believe it now. I really have a kitchen god.”
”The local tyrant is the local tyrant, even the private kitchen is the kitchen god level.”
”How much did it cost?”
Lu Chuan was used to it, so he ate slowly.
Poetry if rain, this is the second time to eat, still feel so amazing. She knows that she is used to the delicious food here, and I'm afraid she has no interest in any food live broadcast. Compared with the craftsmanship of Kitchen God, the outside is just rubbish.
”Not much, about 50000 or 600000.” Lu Chuan coughed and said in a low voice.
”Cough...” Bu Jiayue, they were almost swallowed.
Did you eat 50000 or 600000 for this meal? God If you want them to pay, you can't even afford to sell them.
Lu Chuan clapped his hands and said, ”in fact, I'll tell you a secret. My private kitchen is actually a eunuch. When he was young, he was severely injured here. Finally, the doctor had to undergo resection. From then on, his temperament changed greatly, and then he made such achievements in cooking. ”
From the female eyes of the kitchen god worship and fanaticism, Lu Chuan immediately is a burst of nonsense.
In particular, Shi Ruoyu is very interested in the kitchen god by her look. This trend must be cut off immediately. Although the kitchen god is a zombie, it will not have any passion, but these little girls can't help it.
”Ah?” Bu Jiayue and their eyes widened again.
Suddenly, just that kind of fanaticism cold cut down.
Bu Jiayue's eyes, however, were put on Lu Chuan's body, revealing a blush of shame: ”you, the richest man, tell us what we have done to our girls' house. Are you dirty?”
Lu Chuan laughed.
When they had a good meal and a good drink, they visited the villa again. Naturally, Li Li sent them back.
Of course, Shi Ruoyu stayed, but bu Jiayue did not give Shi Ruoyu a look that everyone understood, which made Shi Ruoyu almost want to find a hole in the ground.
Watching GL8 leave the villa, Lu Chuan is the poem if the rain to copy up.
”Ah! What do you want to do? ”
The poem if the rain startles, holds Lu Chuan to death.
”What to do, of course, is to find you to tell a good story about life, talk about ideals, and casually discuss the difference between men and women.” Lu Chuan laughs and walks to the second floor with Shi Ruoyu in his arms.
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July 22nd.
After dealing with a few things that the company needs to decide by itself, Lu Chuan gives Zhonghua full authority for the rest.
Zhong Hua is a zombie, under his own control, so everything is left to him. Lu Chuan doesn't have to worry that he will rebel or do something sorry for himself.
In the Zombie's mind, they are the only one, and all of them are around themselves. It is not Lu Chuan's arrogance, but the biochemical factory has implanted this kind of compulsion when they are manufactured.
Since Zhong Hua can't do something sorry for himself, the plenipotentiary himself has nothing to do with it.
Let Lu Chuan manage it. Maybe 50 people, or 500 people, Lu Chuan can be competent. However, with the increasing number of personnel in the company, Luchuan can no longer manage it.
Lu Chuan doesn't have much time to spend here. There is still something to deal with in the end of the world.
After dealing with these matters, Lu Chuan throws away the documents and asks an Tong to deliver them to Zhong Hua. Lu Chuan is in his bedroom, keeping this white zombie wolf by the bedside, and the man has disappeared.
The end of the world.
In fact, Lu Chuan didn't arrive at the end of this period of time, but he still had nothing to do.
The zombies in the biochemical factory are being carried out according to Lu Chuan's instructions. They collect and classify the zombies. Those who protect the factory roam the streets, and the scouts attack everywhere.
For example, for such a long time, zombies have scraped back all the valuable items within eight kilometers, and then classified them into several categories, throwing away some worthless items defined by Lu Chuan as garbage.
Now, around the biochemical factory, there are all kinds of things, like a huge garbage dump.
”Ding, after six days' absence, 47 zombies were lost, of which...”
As soon as he came in, Lu Chuan received the news.
In daily life, there will always be some accidents, such as some senior zombies. They will attack some abnormal zombies. This is the main source of loss, and almost all of them are zombies falling from high places.
In six days, 47 zombies were lost, which was a great loss.”Not bad!”
Lu Chuan checked the news and found that the lost zombies were ordinary zombies and some zombie dogs. The cost was very cheap. This kind of loss has not been put in Lu Chuan's eyes.
But
Thinking of his loss in modern times, Lu Chuan felt a burst of pain.
Three thousand hellhounds, twenty tyrants, hundreds of lickers, and swift and furious. Together, it has exceeded one billion yuan, which is not a small loss. Add in the price of the camouflager system, and the loss this time is more than two billion.