Chapter 22 - Chapter 22 - 22 The Feeling of Home (1/2)

Chapter 22 – 22 The Feeling of Home

Tang Xiaowei looked aggrieved, her eyes brimming with unshed tears.

“The things your god of a man makes are too delicious, I think I’m addicted! I got up in the middle of the night yesterday and finished everything!”

Tong Ya felt helpless, “We went to the Youth Palace today; we can’t bring any for you! How about ordering some takeout to tide you over?”

“Wow!” Tang Xiaowei cried out like a child.

“It’s all your fault for letting me taste something so delicious! I can’t live without your god of a man anymore!”

Tong Ya rolled her eyes, “Go eat something fast, don’t really starve yourself to death!”

Tang Xiaowei suddenly stopped crying and then, like a rogue, sprawled on the ground, clutching at Tong Ya’s leg.

“I’m totally on your side now, hurry up and conquer your man so I can go over and mooch meals without shame!”

Tong Ya snorted lightly, “Just for the sake of food, you completely sold me out!”

“How can I be blamed, it’s only because your man cooks so well! It’s all because you brought his cooking back for me to taste!”

Tong Ya pouted, feeling as if somehow she was the one at fault!

“All right, all right, I’ll definitely bring more for you tomorrow, hurry up and order that takeout!”

Fang Yuan sat in the villa’s hall, elegantly eating her steak.

A timid assistant at her side held a notebook, crunching some numbers.

“Sister Yuan, our people have been watching near the food truck all day. Based on the foot traffic and the prices, a rough calculation suggests that the food truck’s daily sales could reach sixty thousand, and the cost might be at most twenty thousand!”

Fang Yuan paused momentarily while cutting her steak.

That meant Chen Yu’s daily net profit had already reached forty thousand!

Although, compared to her acting income, it wasn’t as much.

But acting only feeds you while you’re young, business lasts a lifetime.

Chen Yu, just by running a food truck, was able to achieve such incredible revenue.

If he were left to develop further, in no time at all, he could very likely become a local tycoon.

“How come I never realized he had such ability before?”

Mentally complaining, Fang Yuan vigorously cut off another piece of steak, stuffed it into her mouth, and chewed it with grinding teeth.

“Sister Yuan, why did you have me investigate such a small shop?”

Fang Yuan suddenly turned around, her fierce gaze startling the assistant.

“Didn’t I eat breakfast from that place last time? I found it delicious, so I wanted to check it out, is there a problem with that?”

The assistant shook her head repeatedly, “Sister Yuan, if there’s nothing else, I’ll be leaving!”

“Wait a minute!” Fang Yuan took out five hundred yuan from her bag and handed it to the assistant.

“Go buy five hundred yuan worth of fried cakes and vegetable pastries early tomorrow morning and bring them to the set, I’m treating everyone!”

“Oh, thank you Sister Yuan!” The assistant thanked her and left the villa cheerfully.

Fang Yuan sat alone, silent for a long while, suddenly picked up the plate, and threw it violently on the ground.

“No, I can’t let him make a fortune!”

At three in the morning, Chen Yu was woken by the alarm in his earbuds.

As he left the food truck, he saw the delivery man bringing the raw materials.

Tong Ya also arrived just before or after these delivery men.

Since the delivery men had already seen Tong Ya, they didn’t say much and left after delivering the materials.