The Fine Food Broadcaster

Chapter 368: You are not my dad (Chapter 1)

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Xiaoling is really angry. Tell me, why are there all kinds of people in the world

Please, brother, our platform is indeed an open platform, a platform for all kinds of anchors to perform freely, but this does not mean that our platform does things that violate laws and disciplines.

Gambler

Damn it, if our platform broadcast live gambling, the police would block our platform in minutes!

What could be more unforgivable? You actually said that Ye Shen, the most popular anchor on our platform and the most awesome anchor, is the king of gambling. Damn it, I can't bear it anymore.

Who doesn’t know that Ye Shen is a food anchor? How come he becomes the king of gambling when he comes to your mouth? To take a step back, if Ye Shen is the king of gambling, why would he do live broadcasts? It can be said that just sitting at the gambling table will make more money every minute than doing live broadcasts.

Neuropathy!

That's right, this person is an undoubted psychopath!

Xiaoling was so depressed that she went crazy.

But at this moment, Ma Qingyun happened to pass by her. Seeing Xiaoling looking angry, he smiled and said, "What's wrong? Xiaoling, who made you so angry?"

When Xiaoling saw it was Ma Qingyun, she quickly stood up and said, "Chairman, a man from Taiguo called just now and asked why our platform doesn't have an international entrance. He also said he wanted to watch Ye Shen's live broadcast."

When Ma Qingyun heard this, he was happy and said: "Oh? Is there such a thing? If it is true, this is a good thing. It means that our platform has a great influence. You should be happy. Why do you look like this? How angry are you?"

"Chairman, if this is really the case, I should indeed be happy, but..."

"But what?"

"But what did the man who called Daha say about gambling king? Ye Shen is Asia's gambling king."

Ma Qingyun: "..."

He was a little confused. What the hell is this, the Asian Gambling King? Does this have something to do with Ye Fei

"Sick! Ignore people like this. They may be deliberately looking for people from other platforms to cause trouble." Ma Qingyun also said depressedly in the end.

But just as Ma Qingyun finished speaking, Xiaoling's landline phone rang again.

She looked at the caller ID and saw another international call.

"Chairman, this..."

Ma Qingyun pointed to the phone and said, "Answer it. I know the country code. This is a call from India."

Xiaoling answered the phone, but after a while, she put the phone down depressedly. Looking at Ma Qingyun, the little beauty almost cried.

"The chairman, like the person just now, asked us why we didn't open an international entrance, and... and..."

"And what?"

"And he said he wanted to watch the live broadcast of food anchor Asia's gambling king Ye Shen."

"Pfft..."

Ma Qingyun couldn't hold it back and burst into laughter.

"What the hell? Food anchor and Asian gambling king?"

Xiaoling nodded quickly and said, "That's what he said."

"These people are really sick. I know that boy Ye Fei very well. Before he started live broadcasting, he was a hotel handyman. What kind of gambling king is he? If he is a gambling king, he can still owe my daughter a fortune. Can't afford the rent of more than a thousand yuan?" Ma Qingyun muttered in his heart.

"Chairman, these people are really hateful. In order to compete, they will use any excessive means." Xiaoling said angrily.

Ma Qingyun nodded in agreement and said: "The shopping mall is like a battlefield, and the fight is life and death..."

He was just about to comfort his secretary when the phone rang again.

After answering the phone, Xiaoling chatted with the other party for a while in fluent Japanese Mandarin, and then... Then Xiaoling put down the phone dullly, then slowly turned her head to look at Ma Qingyun, and said: "Chairman , people from the East Japan Kingdom still want us to open the international entrance to the platform, they want to watch the live broadcast of food anchor Asia’s gambling king Ye Shen.”

Ma Qingyun: "☆@*#"

"Still the same statement?!"

Xiaoling nodded numbly and said: "Same statement, Chairman, something is not right. If people from one country say this, it may be false, but people from these three countries..."

Before Xiaoling finished speaking, the phone rang rapidly again. She looked at the number and felt a little dizzy. She swallowed and said, "Chairman, it's a call from Han Guo."

Ma Qingyun has long been in chaos. As a successful businessman, he is very sensitive to everything. Just like his secretary said, if someone from another country calls, it may be fake, but Now there are three, no, four, and now people from Han are calling again.

"catch!"

Ma Qingyun thought of something, and he was a little excited. When he asked Xiaoling to answer the phone, although he only said one word, he said this word tremblingly.

No one knows better than him, if this thing is true, what it means for the platform and what it means for the entire live broadcast industry in China.

Xiaoling is a very strong girl and can speak several languages, including Chinese very fluently.

After talking to the other party for a while, he hung up the phone and said, "Chairman, the same as the previous people."

Ma Qingyun's body had begun to tremble, and there was a huge wave in his heart.

"Really? This thing is actually true?"

But this was just the beginning. Not long after, the phone started ringing non-stop, and Xiaoling was so busy that she was a little confused.

"Chairman, someone in Myanmar has requested to open an international entrance."

"Chairman, people from Allah called us from Dibai and asked us to open an international entrance."

"Chairman, the people of Kyrgyzstan request to open an international entrance."

After a while, Xiaoling reported that her mouth was dry. Her whole body was excited and trembling because this thing was so crazy.

If the platform opens an international entrance, it will definitely be the first external platform in the industry, and it will definitely set off a terrifying wave in the industry.

Ma Qingyun could no longer hear clearly what his secretary said, and his head was buzzing all the time.

After a long while, Ma Qingyun said: "No one should talk about this matter. I will make sure again."

After saying that, Ma Qingyun went directly back to his office, then took out his mobile phone and made a call.

Ye Fei is preparing the ingredients for the second delicacy.

He took out a piece of pork belly from a storage compartment and said: "I believe everyone knows this ingredient, pork belly. This piece of pork belly is taken from rosin pig. We have already introduced this kind of pig in great detail, so we won't talk about it here. Well, what I want to talk about is today’s dish. I believe many friends in southern Hunan should know it, that is... "

Before Ye Fei finished speaking, he heard the cell phone in his pocket ring.

It was the first time that I got a call from my cell phone while doing a show.

He smiled apologetically in the direction of the computer and said, "Sorry, please wait a moment."

After saying that, Ye Fei took out his mobile phone and looked at the number, then frowned.

"Ma Qingyun? What does he mean by calling me at this time? He should know that he is doing a live broadcast at this time. Is there something urgent?"

Thinking about it in his mind, Ye Fei answered the phone and said, "What's going on? You should know that I'm doing a live broadcast right now, so it's inconvenient."

As soon as Ye Fei said this, Ma Qingyun wanted to get angry. How dare you talk about doing a live broadcast? I've been kicked out by you, and it's permanent. Can I not know

However, Ma Qingyun still held back his anger and said: "Ye Fei, let me tell you something."

"explain."

“…”

Ma Qingyun wanted to scold her, but he could tell from Ye Fei's tone that he was impatient. I am Ma Qingyun, Ma Cuihua's father, can't you be more polite

"Hmm~"

Ma Qingyun swallowed hard and then said: "Today our platform received many calls from people in Asian countries. They said they were looking for Ye Fei."

"it's me."

"No, please wait for a while, don't admit it yet, wait until I finish what I said, it's like this, what they are looking for is not only a Ye Fei who can cook delicious food, but also some Asian gambling king Ye Fei."

“…”

Ye Fei was silent for a while. He didn't expect this group of people to react so quickly. They wanted to watch his live broadcast, which was a good thing, because these people were all high rollers who spent money like water!

He was very excited, but Ye Fei still forced himself to calm down and said, "It's me."

Ma Qingyun: "..."

Ma Qingyun on the other end of the phone was stunned. Holding the phone, he didn't even know what to say.

Just a second before Ye Fei admitted it, he didn't believe that this Asian gambling king was really him, but now... Damn it, is it really true? The key is what the hell is this

Aren’t you a food anchor

Aren't you an anchor who still rents a house

Even in the past, you had a completely different relationship with the gambling king! How did he become a gambling king

Ma Qingyun suddenly had a hundred thousand I don't understand thoughts in his heart.

After a long while, Ma Qingyun suddenly raised his voice and said, "Is it really you?"

Ye Fei said calmly: "It's really me."

"No, I mean@☆@*Holy crap, how could it be you?!!"

Ma Qingyun didn't know what to say. He was completely confused. Why was this

"What do you want to say?" Ye Fei asked after hearing that Ma Qingyun was talking nonsense.

Ma Qingyun said frantically: "Are you the king of gambling? Are you really the king of gambling in Asia? But...but why didn't you tell me before?"

"Why should I tell you?"

"Because... because I... I am Ma Cuihua's father!"

"Damn, you're not my dad."

“…”

(End of chapter)