Xiang Huai was lazy, standing there casually, but Master Fan was very alert.

And beside Xianghuai, Xue Xi stood there quietly, looking at Uncle Fan with a slight astonishment at the moment. She tightened her lips and opened her mouth: "Uncle Fan, who are you?"

Master Fan sighed: "I'm just a cook. Xixi, have I ever harmed you since I was a kid?"

Xue Xi shook his head.

Master Fan was about to say something more, and Xiang Huai opened his mouth: "Master Fan, let's be honest, you are here to cook because of children, right?"

Master Fan tensed his chin and sighed after a while: "Yes."

Xiang Huai narrowed his eyes and pressed harder step by step: "Who asked you to come? Or, who is the person behind you?"

Master Fan shook his head: "I don't know about this."

Xiang Huai and Xue Xi were taken aback.

Master Fan opened his mouth: "I was a few years ago. Someone paid me a high salary and asked me to cook here. Do more and say less. I don’t know what’s going on. After Xixi left, the other party No more money was sent to me, so I just left."

After saying these words, Master Fan took out his mobile phone and handed it to Xue Xi: "Xixi, if you don’t believe me, you can check it. This is the money that the other party has remitted to me over the past few years. They are all transferred directly through ATM machines. It came to my account, so I don’t know who the other party is."

Xue Xi took over Master Fan's cell phone and saw that the above record indeed began to send money to him 18 years ago. The monthly salary is 100,000, which is indeed a high salary.

Master Fan smiled bitterly and sighed: "One hundred thousand yuan is a big temptation for me, so it came. Like the dean’s guess, I think this person should be your parents, so I hired me. Come here, it should be specially cooked for you..."

Xue Xi nodded and handed him the phone.

Master Fan opened his mouth: "These years, watching you grow up, I have feelings too, Xixi, now you believe me, can I go now?"

Xue Xi didn't speak, but looked at Xiang Huai.

Xiang Huai smiled: "One hundred thousand is indeed a high salary."

Master Fan nodded.

But the next moment, Xiang Huai spoke again: "But with an annual income of more than one million yuan, what is it to your Fan Dashou?"

Master Fan's eyes suddenly startled, "You, do you know me?"

On the contrary, Xue Xi couldn't understand it. Since childhood, it was Master Fan and Master Fan's shouts. Is Master Fan called Fan Dashou?

She looked at Xiang Huai hesitantly and saw Xiang Huai smile: "Xixi, did you know that in a world cooking competition 19 years ago, a teenager in his early twenties won the first prize and became He is now the youngest master chef. In order to show respect, everyone named him Fan Dashou. This man has a superb cooking skill. Someone once invested millions and wanted to hire him to do a banquet, but was rejected."

Xue Xi: "..."

After Xiang Huai said so much, he opened his mouth again: "Oh, yes, he is in the big group, and he is the one who cooks as you noted."

Xue Xi:? ? ?

She was surprised at this moment: "You cook?"

In the big group, everyone is a top talent in each industry, and now, Xue Xi has already understood that everyone in the big group has supernatural powers!

So, what is this Uncle Fan's ability?

She was thinking about it when she saw Fan Dashou sighed: "Xiang Shuai, I thought I could hide it from you, but I didn't expect it to be seen through, alas!"

Xiang Huai squinted his eyes: "I didn't expect that the sacred chef Fan Dashou would be willing to be a canteen chef in a small orphanage. Your specialty, "Hongmei Zhuxiang", I haven't tasted it in a long time. Up."

Fan Da waved his hand: "If you want to eat, I'll fly over and make it for you. However, Xiang Shuai, can you kill me this time?"

Xiang Huai lowered his eyes: "According to the regulations, all supernatural beings should be subject to the management of the special department. You seek freedom, and I acquiesced. But now you work for that organization, do you think I can forgive you?"