With payment in hand, Shen Lu didn't waste any time.
She told President Pan to have his people come over and learn how to drive the armored vehicle from Wang Daguo.
Shen Lu went back to meticulously preparing her ingredients.
Bai Wanwan had been bombarding her with messages since noon yesterday. In every single one, she marveled at how delicious Shen Lu's food was.
Bai Wanwan: You must have secretly taken a cooking class, right? Why was the food exceptionally good this time?
Bai Wanwan: Shen Lu, why aren't you answering my messages? Are you dead?
Bai Wanwan: Shen Lu, answer me!
Shen Lu had no choice but to reply that she was there.
Bai Wanwan immediately called her, and Shen Lu answered.
"Why has your food gotten so good? I'm not saying it was bad before, but this time it was just ridiculously delicious!" Bai Wanwan said indignantly. "After this, how am I supposed to eat anyone else's cooking? This is your fault, and you have to take responsibility for it."
