Saint Eyes: The Magic Doctor

He had come and left in a hurry. The matter had happened so suddenly, and in the blink of an eye, it had been resolved by Wu Lai. Before the panic had even formed, it had already been snuffed out in the cradle.    

    

Wu Lai once again returned to his relaxed and comfortable life, and occasionally went to Jishi Hall. Following the schedule, he went to pick up a few of his fiancée. Of course. Recently, he had chosen to reject all of the interviews he had made with him. Whether it was Because of the Jishi Hall, and also because of his identity as Master Chef. He shut the doors of all the reporters who wanted to get some news from him.    

    

On this day, Wu Lai came to Drifter as promised. He promised Zheng Chenggong that he would set up a table in Drifter. Since he had nothing to do in the past two days, he naturally started to work on it.    

    

After Zheng Chenggong released the news, in less than two minutes, all the reservations were filled up. Furthermore, the phone was continuously ringing. It was as if the number of reserved phones in the Drifter was going to explode.    

    

"Once a month. I don't have the chance this time. Let's talk about it next month." Looking at Zheng Chenggong's expression, Wu Lai immediately knew what he was thinking and said.    

    

Once a month?    

    

Zheng Chenggong was stunned and quickly nodded his head! He knew very well that Wu Lai would not have much time in the future. Since Master Chef had already gotten the title, there would be very little time for him to come to the Drifter in the future. He never thought that he would be willing to come once a month. This was an unexpected surprise.    

    

"Alright, I'll go and prepare first. Fifteen tables. You must have filled up the entire Drifter." Wu Lai rolled his eyes.    

    

"Master Chef, there are too many people with this name, and there are too many regular customers with good relationships. I have no choice but to get all the people I can get here. Thank you for your hard work." Zheng Chenggong said.    

    

Wu Lai nodded. "Of course not. Here, I am just a chef." After saying that, he went into the kitchen.    

    

Drifter docked.    

    

"Boss Zheng! It was impossible for the Drifter to have poor business in the future! With Master Chef here, who else could have more gimmicks than your Drifter? "A few customers pulled Zheng Chenggong and said as soon as they arrived.    

    

" I was just lucky. I happened to know Wu Master Chef. Otherwise, I don't know who would have this gimmick. " Zheng Chenggong said hastily.    

    

"It's your luck. It's not something that others can compare with!" Another person said, "Think about it. Back then, we were actually fortunate enough to taste Wu Lai's Master Chef's cooking. In the future, I'm afraid we'll have one less chance to eat this time!"    

    

"Yeah. When Master Chef Zhou shocked the world, he only occasionally made a move when he returned to the country. Every time he attacked, it would cause a commotion in all directions. Wu Lai was now the same as the previous Master Chef Zhou. When the time comes, I have already decided on this. Not only do I have to enjoy it slowly, I also want to take pictures and take videos to commemorate myself! I also have to send it to those fellows to make them crave for it!" As he spoke, he had already taken out the phone bracket. He looked like he was ready.    

    

"Hahaha!"    

    

The group of people laughed.    

    

As these people sat down and chatted, a little fragrance drifted from the kitchen into the hall.    

    

"This smell..." Immediately, someone stretched out his neck to smell it.    

    

"Smells... so damn fragrant!"    

    

Zheng Chenggong's face was also a little intoxicated. Four days of engagement banquet had raised his mouth to the point of being picky!