After finishing the meal reluctantly, Mr. Lin still sat in his seat and was unwilling to leave.
It was not until Zhou Ming, who was standing by, received a look from Lin Cheng that he understood what he meant, and then he quietly reminded Mr. Lin: "Grandpa, didn't you make an appointment with Mr. Qian to play chess this afternoon? We should still have time to go back now."
Hearing Zhou Ming's words, Mr. Lin waved his hand nonchalantly: "Then let the old Qiantou wait."
It seems that Mr. Lin asked Mr. Qian out today just to show off his great-grandson to him. Playing chess or something is not important.
Hearing this, Zhou Ming didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He smiled and said, "Don't you still have to go back and take medicine?"
"Besides," Zhou Ming paused and said indirectly, "I think this store is going to close at noon. If we stay here all the time, it will disturb the boss and his family's rest."
Sure enough, Zhou Ming's words worked.
Hearing that his great-grandson's rest would be disturbed, Mr. Lin decisively paid the bill and left the table.
Yes, when he was leaving, Mr. Lin looked back several times with reluctance.
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Leave the restaurant.
Just as Mr. Lin was about to get in the car, Lin Momo caught up with him, holding a bag of food in her hand.
"Grandpa, my dad saw that you didn't eat much, so he packed up the food on the table for you."
"The ingredients we use are all good, clean and hygienic. You can take them home and eat them in the evening so there is no waste." Lin Momo said as she handed the packed meal to Grandpa Lin.
Zhou Ming didn't dare to pick up his chopsticks for lunch. As for Mr. Lin, he couldn't eat much because he was old and needed to take care of his stomach. In addition, his attention was basically on Lin Cheng and Lin Momo, so he had no mind to eat. Therefore, there was actually a lot of food left on the table.
Looking at the two boxes of packed food in front of him, Mr. Lin was stunned.
"That brat must be still remembering that I asked the kitchen to pack up his food last time, so he's taking this opportunity to retaliate against me." Old Master Lin complained to Zhou Ming in a low voice.
The last time Lin Cheng went back to Linxiang, the old man was unhappy because he didn't see Lin Momo, so he asked the kitchen staff to take away all the sweet dishes prepared by the two of them, and then packed up the leftovers for Lin Cheng to take away.
But the problem is, the dishes that he asked that brat to pack up were all untouched dishes. They left the place before he even started eating, while the dishes that this kid asked him to pack up were all real leftovers!
Zhou Ming smiled secretly at the side, glanced at Lin Momo, and then whispered to Old Master Lin: "The eldest master is using the pretext of packing up the leftovers to let the young lady come and see you off."
After all, anyone with eyes could see how much Grandpa Lin was reluctant to let Lin Momo go.
"Then he doesn't know how to cook two dishes for me to take back." Grandpa Lin said with deliberate dissatisfaction, but the joy in his eyes could not be concealed.
Mr. Lin nodded with satisfaction. Just as he was about to say something, he saw Lin Momo staring at him straight.
The old man's heart tightened and he looked at Zhou Ming, still wondering if Lin Momo had heard their whispered conversation just now.
—It shouldn’t be.
Mr. Lin thought.
At this moment, I heard Lin Momo exclaim "Huh?" and pointed at the clothes inside Mr. Lin's coat and asked, "Is the clothes inside yours belong to Octopus Brother?"
The gray-green color of this dress is very distinctive. Although it is mostly blocked by the coat, you can still see Squidward's round bald head sticking out.
"Ah, this one you're talking about, it belongs to Squidward." The old man said as he unzipped his jacket.
Just as Mr. Lin was thinking about how to explain to Lin Momo the origin of his 'Octopus Brother', he saw Lin Momo smiled and said in surprise: "What a coincidence! Our clothes are from the same series!"
"Look, mine is from SpongeBob!" Lin Momo said to Mr. Lin while pulling up her T-shirt. After a pause, she continued, "And there's my dad's, which is from Patrick."
"Squidward lives between SpongeBob and Patrick."
"So handsome." Grandpa Lin praised. In his eyes, his most obedient great-grandson was the best-looking one, and he looked good in anything he wore.
Hearing this, Lin Momo laughed: "I think it looks good too."
"By the way, grandpa, did you also buy this T-shirt at the night market stall on Changming South Road?" Lin Momo asked.
"Well... I'm not sure about this." Mr. Lin said truthfully.
Hearing this, Lin Momo nodded and said to the other party: "My father and I bought this piece of clothing at that night market stall. The owner wanted 19 yuan for each piece, but we bargained down to 30 yuan for two pieces, so we spent 15 yuan for each piece."
As if she had finally found a soulmate in terms of clothing aesthetics, Lin Momo shared her shopping experience with Grandpa Lin with a smile on her face.
"The clothes there are super affordable, very cost-effective and good-looking. Next time, grandpa, if you want to buy this kind of clothes, you can go there to buy them."
"Okay." Mr. Lin nodded with a smile.
Zhou Ming, who was sitting beside him, was thinking about Lin Momo's words "15 yuan": 15 yuan... The "Octopus Brother" on Grandpa Lin was almost worth half a month's salary for him!
At this moment, Lin Momo suddenly stopped talking halfway and looked at Grandpa Lin seriously. In addition to the strangeness in her eyes, there was also inquiry.
"What's wrong?" Zhou Ming, who was beside Grandpa Lin, asked Lin Momo.
"I feel like you guys are a little weird." Lin Momo whispered her thoughts.
I came to their store to eat, and then I kept staring at me and my dad, and they had the same series of clothes as them...
These things seemed nothing if they happened individually, but when they all came together, Lin Momo felt strange.
Hearing this, Mr. Lin's cheerful expression froze, his heart skipped a beat, and he became nervous again.
“Hahaha, don’t blame me, don’t blame me, I…” Old Master Lin smiled guiltily and prepared to explain.
At this moment, Lin Momo suddenly opened her eyes wide, and said as if she had made some important discovery: "I know!"
"You..." know what
Before the old man could finish his question, Lin Momo said, "I know, you are my dad's fans, right?!"
As soon as these words were spoken, Zhou Ming's expression froze on his face, while the old man burst into laughter after a moment of stunned silence.
"Ah, yes, fans, yes fans." The old man said with a smile.
"No, I'm not that idiot of yours, and I'm not a fan of your father. I'm a fan of Xiao Momo." Grandpa Lin said to Lin Momo with a kind face.
Lin Momo blinked, a little surprised: "Before, my grandmother had called me 'Xiao Momo'. When I heard this grandfather, who was probably my fan, calling me that, I felt an unexpected familiarity."
"Really? Are you my fan?" Lin Momo asked back uncertainly.
"Really? I came here today just to see our little Momo."
Hearing this, Lin Momo's eyebrows curved up, and she was suddenly a little surprised and said to Mr. Lin a little nervously: "Thank you."
"Then..." After thinking for a while, Lin Momo said, "Can you also be a fan of my dad?"
I am not a star and don’t need fans, but Lin Cheng is a star. The more people like him, the more famous he will be.
Seeing Lin Momo's serious expression, the old man nodded and agreed readily: "Okay, pink, pink, pink, all pink."
The smile on Lin Momo's face widened a little, and she bowed to Old Man Lin and said, "Thank you."
After saying that, Lin Momo said goodbye to Grandpa Lin, turned around and ran back to the small restaurant, intending to tell Lin Cheng that he had a new fan.
Looking at Lin Momo's skipping figure, the smile on Grandpa Lin's face did not fade.
Seeing this, Zhou Ming on the side silently complained in his heart: In the entire Lin family, the one who was most opposed to the young master's involvement in the entertainment industry was the old man, but now he is willing to become a fan of the young master for the sake of his great-grandson.
said…
Sir, where are your principles
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In the live broadcast room, many viewers laughed when they saw this:
Hahaha, what is going on here, they are actually fans?!
Older fans
It's a little funny, but also a little pitiful. Are Lin Cheng and Momo baby's live broadcast rooms worthy of having middle-aged and elderly fans
To be honest, my dad is not young anymore and he also likes to watch Lin Cheng and Lin Momo's shows.
My mother is the same, she always comes to use my VIP membership.
Hands up! My grandpa likes it, too, and asked me if it’s popular to have celebrities trying to survive.
God damn survival...
Haha, don't mention it, I almost forgot this is a parent-child interactive program.
I forgot too...
Although, I haven't graduated yet, I also like to watch this group's live broadcast.
…
In front of the company computer, Wang Xi looked at the comments of the audience in the live broadcast room, and suddenly looked at the two people next to him and asked, "By the way, does Brother Cheng have any fans now?"
"I think so..." Zhou Qi thought about it and said.
After all, there are quite a few people in Lin Cheng's live broadcast room now, and he is only a few tens of thousands away from catching up with Zheng Chengye, who is ranked fourth.
Chen Yu, who was standing by, shook his head with a pessimistic expression and said, "If there are any, they are just casual fans."
At most, casual fans like Lin Cheng, but they cannot be like the fans of Bai Yulin and Duan Bei, who spend money and effort to check in, make the charts, and cheer for their idols.
"Why don't we also organize ourselves, gather our fans, and increase our brother Cheng's traffic?" Wang Xi suggested.
Chen Yu glanced at him calmly and asked, "Do you think we can do it with our current resources and financial strength?"
Hearing this, Wang Xi shrank his neck: "I almost forgot..." Using a professional team to manage professional fans is not an easy task. Among the three of them, a low-level agent with no resources and two trainee assistants obviously do not have such ability.
There was one more thing Chen Yu didn't tell the two of them: With Lin Cheng's true identity, he probably wouldn't need any traffic.
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Here, watching Lin Momo go back, Zhou Ming checked the time and asked, "Grandpa, are we going back now?"
"Okay." Mr. Lin got into the car contentedly.
In the car, thinking of something, Mr. Lin said with a serious face: "Lin Cheng is busy with recording during this period, and I guess he doesn't have much energy to deal with the company's affairs. Ask Yu Yang and the others in Yuanchang and Jiuhua to pay more attention and keep a close eye on them. Don't let Lin Zhenhong and Lin Zhenming take advantage of the situation."
"Okay, I'll tell them," Zhou Ming nodded and said, "You don't have to worry too much, old man. I heard from the people in the company over there that those two people have no hope of taking advantage of the loopholes."
Before, the old man had limited energy and couldn't take care of so many things, and Lin Cheng didn't care much about Lin Cheng's affairs, so Lin Cheng's father and second uncle had the opportunity to take advantage of the situation.
However, once their young master stood up, those two would have no chance to take advantage of.
Elder Lin obviously understood what Zhou Ming meant, and said, "That's about right."
"Being a father, I am finally a little more decent and responsible."
"Also, I heard from Wang Yu that the eldest young master asked him to clean up the house in Jingyiyuan."
Jingyiyuan is located in the central urban area, but is close to the mountain park. It is quiet in the midst of the hustle and bustle, and the surrounding life is very convenient, making it suitable for retirement.
After hearing what Zhou Ming said, Mr. Lin quickly guessed what Lin Cheng was planning and nodded: "Let him arrange it himself."
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In the afternoon, because there were not many customers coming to the restaurant to eat at this time, Lin Cheng and Lin Momo simply closed the store and began preparing ingredients for dinner in the store.
At this moment, the mobile phone provided by the program team for Lin Cheng to use rang, and the call was from an unfamiliar number.
"Dad, the cell phone is ringing." Lin Momo said to Lin Cheng in the kitchen.
"Take it."
"good."
Lin Momo picked up her cell phone and answered the call.
"Hello."
At this time, a lady's voice came from the phone: "Is your place a one-day restaurant?"
"Yes, we are a one-day restaurant."
"You can order food for delivery, right?"
Hearing the other party asking about ordering food, Lin Momo's face lit up and she quickly said, "Sure, do you want to order food?"
"Yes, let me ask. If possible, I will order food from you."
After getting the other party's answer, Lin Momo ran to Lin Cheng with her phone in her arms in surprise, and said to him excitedly: "Dad, someone came to order food from us!"
Looking at Lin Momo's excited expression, Lin Cheng's mouth corners also raised a little.
"Okay, tell them what dishes we have tonight, and write down the dishes they need, the number of meals, the time they need to be delivered, and the address." Lin Cheng reminded.
"good."
Lin Momo ran outside and, as Lin Cheng had said, carefully wrote down the order information of the customer on the other end of the phone.
Before Lin Momo could get excited, a phone call came in and the other party also wanted to order food.
After that, Lin Momo received several calls for food orders one after another.
Among them are returning customers who have eaten the stir-fried dishes or boxed lunches in their restaurant, as well as some customers who received Lin Momo's order card yesterday and planned to give it a try.
As dinner time approaches, more and more orders are placed.
Lin Momo first recorded the order information of each order on small cards, and then arranged the cards according to the delivery address and the customer's requested meal time, putting the ones closest to the customer together and the ones with the latest meal time at the end, and then numbered the small cards in order.
…
At 4 p.m., the father and daughter packed the prepared meals into environmentally friendly lunch boxes and arranged them in order according to the numbers. Then they borrowed a delivery box from the owner of the noodle shop next door, packed the lunch boxes, and set out to deliver the meals.
The closer orders are near Liuming Street, while the farther ones have to go to other communities one or two kilometers away.
The father and daughter's speed in delivering the meals on foot is not very fast, but fortunately the delivery times requested by the people who ordered the meals are relatively scattered, so with proper planning, they will not delay the guests' meals.
It feels like Papa Lin and Baby Momo are giving away experience by giving out liquefied petroleum tanks in the first period.
Watching the father and daughter delivering food in an orderly manner, a viewer in the live broadcast room expressed his feelings. This statement quickly sparked a lot of discussion:
Haha, I think so too.
It’s amazing that they delivered so many meals without any mess!
…
There are also people who have just entered the live broadcast room who have expressed different opinions:
After all, it's a recording program, so these shouldn't be difficult.
As soon as these words came out, they were quickly refuted by others:
No, I don't think it's easy at all.
I also feel that I would not be able to do it if I were to do it.
This is probably the most realistic reality show I have ever seen. It is really not easy.
Haha, if you think it’s easy, you can go and watch the live broadcasts next door.
I didn’t watch it, but I did see the trending searches, which seemed to say #Duan Bei had a car accident#
Thanks to Mr. Lin’s strong intervention, this time the family background draw was completely real.
The result is that several celebrity families showed their discomfort in this episode:
Rich dad Zheng Chengye worked as an oceanarium guide and became the owner of an oceanarium, which made him a hot topic.
Although Quan's father Gao Yuankai adapted well to the job of advertising planning, the various requirements from the client also gave him a headache and he had to work overtime almost every day.
The one who failed the most was Duan Bei: Although with the support of many Hao fans, Duan Bei received the most orders in the entire sales center, but because he was unfamiliar with the business, Duan Bei was completely confused with such a pile of orders and filled out several contracts incorrectly.
The most surprising group was Bai Yulin's group.
At the beginning, everyone was looking forward to Bai Yulin's wonderful and handsome performance in the Michelin restaurant this time. As a result, Bai Yulin's performance in the restaurant was not so good, and he even caused a lot of trouble for the chef.
Therefore, Bai Yulin’s fans also repeatedly emphasized: Every profession has its own expertise, and cooking is not an easy task.
…
The father and daughter here had no idea about the discussion in the live broadcast room.
It was already 9 o'clock in the evening when Lin Cheng and Lin Momo finished delivering the last order.
On the way back, Lin Momo followed Lin Cheng quietly.
As time went by, Lin Momo fell behind.
Realizing that Lin Momo beside him had stopped moving, Lin Cheng lowered his head and found that Lin Momo had fallen a few steps to the back.
At this time, Lin Momo was obviously sleepy, her eyes had been closed unconsciously for the most part, and she followed Lin Cheng unsteadily with only the slightest bit of will. Even when he stopped, Lin Momo did not notice, and continued to move forward step by step.
Just when Lin Momo tripped over her left foot and was about to fall, Lin Cheng quickly grabbed her.
"Huh? Dad? Are we there yet?" Lin Momo looked around blankly, but didn't see their shop.
Looking at Lin Momo's dazed look, Lin Cheng felt amused but also a little distressed.
"Not yet, otherwise you can continue to sleep for a while." As he said that, Lin Cheng leaned over and picked up his daughter who was already very sleepy.