MTL - Serve as Contrast Team in a ‘Dad with Baby’ Show-Chapter 44 I see!

After finishing the meal with a whimper, Mr. Lin was still sitting in his seat, unwilling to leave.

It wasn't until Zhou Ming on the side received Lin Cheng's look and understood, that he reminded Mr. Lin in a low voice: "Master, didn't you have an appointment to play chess with Mr. Qian this afternoon, we should have time to go back now."

Hearing Zhou Ming's words, Mr. Lin waved his hands indifferently: "The old money man, let him wait."

Originally, Mr. Lin just wanted to show off his great-grandson when he made an appointment with Mr. Qian today, playing chess or something is not important.

Hearing this, Zhou Ming couldn't laugh or cry, he smiled and said, "Don't you still have to go back and take your medicine?"

"And," after a pause, Zhou Ming said insinuatingly: "I think this store is going to close at noon. If we stay here all the time, it will affect the rest of the boss."

Sure enough, what Zhou Ming said later had an effect.

Hearing that it would disturb his great-grandson's rest, Mr. Lin paid the money decisively and left from the dinner table.

It's just that when he was leaving, Mr. Lin looked back several times reluctantly.

—

Leave the diner.

Just as Mr. Lin was about to get into the car, Lin Momo chased him with a bag of food in his hand.

"Grandpa, my father saw that you didn't eat too much, so he packed the food on the table for you."

"The ingredients in our home are all good, and they are clean and hygienic. You can take them home and eat them at night, so that there is no waste." Lin Momo said while handing the packaged meals to Mr. Lin.

During the lunch meal, Zhou Ming didn't dare to move his chopsticks. As for Mr. Lin, because he is old and his stomach needs to be recuperated, he can't eat much at all. In addition, his attention is basically on Lin Cheng and Lin Momo during the process, so he doesn't have the heart to eat. Therefore, there are actually quite a few dishes left on the table.

Seeing the two boxes of packed vegetables in front of him, Mr. Lin was stunned.

"Could that brat still remember the last time I asked the kitchen to pack him up, and take the opportunity to retaliate." Mr. Lin complained to Zhou Ming in a low voice.

The last time when Lin Cheng returned to Lin's house, the old man was unhappy because he didn't see Lin Momo, so he asked the kitchen to remove all the sweet dishes prepared for the two of them, and later packed them as leftovers for Lin Cheng to let him take away.

But the problem is, all the dishes he packed for that brat were untouched dishes, and they were taken away before he touched his chopsticks. What this brat packed for him were all serious leftovers!

Zhou Ming secretly smiled at the side, looked at Lin Momo again, and then explained to Mr. Lin in a low voice: "The young master is using the pretense of packing leftovers, and let the young lady come and give you off."

After all, anyone with eyes can see how much Mr. Lin is reluctant to part with Lin Momo.

"Then he doesn't know how to fry two more dishes and bring them back to me." Mr. Lin said pretending to be dissatisfied, but the joy in his eyes could not be hidden from anyone.

Mr. Lin nodded in satisfaction, and was about to say something when he saw Lin Momo staring straight at him.

The old man's heart tightened, and he exchanged a glance with Zhou Ming, wondering whether Lin Momo had overheard their whispered conversation just now.

— Probably not.

Mr. Lin thought to himself.

At this moment, Lin Momo said "Hey" again, pointing to the clothes in Mr. Lin's coat and asked, "Does that dress in yours belong to Brother Octopus?"

The color of this gray-green gray-green dress is very distinctive. Although most of it is blocked by the coat, you can still see Brother Squidward's round, bald head exposed outside.

"Ah, you said this, it belongs to Brother Octopus." As the old man said, he unzipped his jacket.

Just as Mr. Lin was thinking about how to explain the origin of his 'Brother Octopus' to Lin Momo, Lin Momo smiled and said pleasantly: "What a coincidence! Our clothes are from the same series!"

"Look, mine belongs to SpongeBob SquarePants!" Lin Momo said to Mr. Lin while pulling her T-shirt. After a pause, she added, "And my father's belongs to Pai Daxing."

"Squidward lives between SpongeBob SquarePants and Patrick."

"It's so beautiful." Mr. Lin praised. In his eyes, his good great-grandson is the prettiest, he looks good in anything.

Hearing this, Lin Momo giggled, "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 again.

"Well... I don't know very well." Mr. Lin said truthfully.

Hearing this, Lin Momo nodded, and said to the other party: "My father and I bought the clothes at that night market stall. The boss originally asked for 19 yuan a piece, but we bargained for 30 yuan for two pieces. , one piece only cost 15 yuan."

As if she had finally found a 'confidant' in terms of clothes aesthetics, Lin Momo shared her shopping experience with Mr. Lin with a smile on her face.

"The clothes there are super cheap, cheap and beautiful. Next time, grandpa, if you still 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 behind him, could only think of Lin Momo's '15 yuan': 15 yuan... The 'Brother Octopus' on Mr. Lin's body was almost worth half a month's salary!

At this time, in the middle of the conversation, Lin Momo suddenly stopped and looked at Mr. Lin seriously. Apart from being weird, there was also inquiry in his eyes.

"What's the matter?" Zhou Ming who was beside Mr. Lin asked Lin Momo.

"I think you guys are a bit weird." Lin Momo whispered her thoughts.

I came to eat in their store, and then I kept staring at her and my father, and the clothes of the same series as them...

It seems that these things happened individually, but Lin Momo felt strange when they all came together.

Hearing this, Mr. Lin's originally cheerful face froze, his heart skipped a beat, and he became nervous again.

"Hahaha, it's not my fault, I..." Mr. Lin smiled guiltily, ready to explain.

At this time, Lin Momo suddenly opened her eyes wide, and said as if she had discovered something important: "I see!"

"You..." Know what?

Before the old man could ask the question, Lin Momo said again: "I see, you are my father's fans, right?!"

As soon as these words came out, Zhou Ming's expression froze on his face, while the old man laughed out loud after being stunned for a moment.

"Ah, yes, fans, fans." The old man smiled.

"However, I'm not your bastard, uh, not your father's fan, I'm Xiao Momo's fan." Mr. Lin looked at Lin Momo kindly and said.

Lin Momo blinked, a little surprised: "Xiao Momo" was only called by her grandma before, but when she heard this old grandfather who was suspected of being a fan of her, Lin Momo unexpectedly had a very friendly feeling.

"Really? Are you my fan?" Lin Momo asked uncertainly.

"Really, I came here from home today, just to see our little Momo."

Hearing this, Lin Momo frowned, and suddenly said to Mr. Lin in surprise and nervousness: "Thank you."

"Then—" After thinking for a while, Lin Momo said again, "Can you follow my father too?"

She is not a star, so she doesn't need fans, but Lin Cheng is a star, and if one more person likes her, she will gain more popularity.

Seeing Lin Momo's serious face, the old man nodded, and responded with a full mouth: "Okay, you are all fans."

The smile on Lin Momo's face widened a bit, bowed to Mr. Lin, and said, "Thank you."

After finishing speaking, Lin Momo said goodbye to Mr. Lin, turned around and ran back to her small restaurant. She was going to tell Lin Cheng: He has gained another fan.

Looking at Lin Momo's bouncing back, the smile on Mr. Lin's face never faded.

Seeing this, Zhou Ming on the side complained silently in his heart: In the entire Lin family, the old man was the one who opposed the young master's involvement in the entertainment industry the most before, but now he is willing to become a fan of the young master for the sake of his great-grandson.

can only say…

Father, what is your principle? !

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In the live broadcast room, seeing this, many viewers laughed:

[Hahaha, which one is this, it's actually a fan? ! 】

[Are you an elderly fan? 】

[It's a little bit funny, but also a little pathetic, is Lin Cheng and Momo Baby's live broadcast room only worthy of middle-aged and elderly fans? 】

[To be honest, my dad is not young anymore, and he also likes to watch programs by Lin Cheng and Lin Momo. 】

[My mother also comes to rub my VIP membership every time. 】

[Hands up! My grandpa liked it too, and asked me if shows like letting stars survive are popular now. 】

【God's survival...】

[Haha, don't tell me, I almost forgot that this is a parent-child interactive program. 】

【I also forgot...】

[Although I haven't graduated yet, I also like to watch the live broadcast of this group. 】

…

In front of the company computer, watching the audience's comments in the live broadcast room, Wang Xi suddenly looked at the two people next to him and asked, "By the way, does Brother Cheng have any fans now?"

"It should be considered..." Zhou Qi thought about it and said.

After all, now Lin Cheng's live broadcast room is quite popular, and he is only tens of thousands away from catching up with the fourth-ranked Zheng Chengye's family.

Chen Yu on the side shook his head with a not very optimistic expression, and said, "If you want it, it's just a fan of passers-by."

Passerby fans at most like Lin Cheng, but they can't spend money and effort to check in, list, and support idols like Bai Yulin and Duan Bei's fans.

"Then why don't we also organize the organization, organize the fans, and increase the traffic of my Brother Cheng?" Wang Xi suggested.

Chen Yu glanced at her indifferently, and asked, "Do you think we can do it with our current resources and economic strength?"

Hearing this, Wang Xi shrank his neck: "I almost forgot..." It is not easy to use a professional team to manage professional fans. An intern assistant, obviously does not have such ability.

There is another sentence that Chen Yu didn't tell the two of them: With Lin Cheng's real identity, he probably won't need much traffic.

—

Here, after watching Lin Momo go back, Zhou Ming glanced at the time and asked, "Old man, are you going back now?"

"Let's go." Mr. Lin got into the car contentedly.

In the car, thinking of something, Mr. Lin explained again with a serious face: "During this time, Lin Cheng was busy recording, and probably didn't have much energy to deal with the company's affairs. Yuanchang and Jiuhua asked Yu Yang and the others to serve some snacks. , watch more, don't let Lin Zhenhong and Lin Zhenming take advantage of the loopholes."

"Okay, I'll talk about it," Zhou Ming nodded in response, and said, "But you don't have to worry too much, old man. I heard the feedback from the people in the company over there. Those two probably have no hope of taking advantage of the loophole."

Before, the old man had limited energy and couldn't manage so much, and Lin Cheng didn't care much about the Lin family's affairs, so Lin Cheng's father and second uncle had a loophole to take advantage of.

But ever since their eldest and young master got up, the two basically had no chance to take advantage of.

Mr. Lin obviously understood the meaning of Zhou Ming's words, and said to himself, "That's more or less the same."

"Becoming a father is finally a little more decent and a little bit more responsible."

"In addition, I heard from Wang Yu that the young master ordered him to clean up the house in Jingyiyuan."

Jingyiyuan is located in the central city, but it is also close to the mountain park. It is quiet amidst the hustle and bustle, and it is very convenient for weekly life, but it is suitable for the elderly.

Hearing what Zhou Ming said, Mr. Lin quickly guessed Lin Cheng's plan and nodded, "Let him arrange this by himself."

—

In the afternoon, because there were not many customers coming to the store for dinner at this time, Lin Cheng and Lin Momo simply closed the shop and started preparing the ingredients for the evening in the store.

At this moment, the mobile phone provided by the program group to Lin Cheng rang, and the call came from a series of unfamiliar numbers.

"Dad, the phone is ringing." Lin Momo said to Lin Cheng in the kitchen.

"Go ahead."

"good."

Lin Momo took the phone and connected the call.

"Hello."

At this time, a lady's voice came from the phone: "Is your place a small restaurant for a day?"

"Yes, we are a one-day restaurant."

"You can order food delivery, right?"

Hearing the other party asking about ordering food, Lin Momo was overjoyed, and hurriedly said, "Yes, do you want to order food?"

"Yes, just ask, and if possible, order food at your place."

After getting the other party's answer, Lin Momo ran to Lin Cheng with her mobile phone in her arms in surprise, and said excitedly to the other party: "Dad, someone has come to our house to order food!"

Seeing Lin Momo's excited face, the corners of Lin Cheng's mouth curled up.

"Okay, tell them what dishes we serve tonight. You 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 according to what Lin Cheng said, carefully wrote down the order information of the customer on the other end of the phone.

Before Lin Momo could get excited, another call came in soon, and the other party also came to order food.

Afterwards, Lin Momo received several order calls one after another.

There are repeat customers who have eaten fried vegetables or boxed lunches in their store, and some customers who received Lin Momo's order card yesterday and planned to give it a try.

As the dinner time approached, more and more orders were placed.

Lin Momo first recorded the order information of each order on a small card, and then arranged these cards according to the delivery address and the meal time requested by the customer, and put the cards together for delivery, and the meal time needs to be late Put the ones at the end, and then number them on the small cards one by one.

…

At 4:00 p.m., the father and daughter packed the prepared meals into environmentally-friendly lunch boxes and put them away in order according to the number. Then they borrowed a delivery box from the owner of the noodle restaurant next door, packed the lunch boxes, and set off to deliver food.

The orders that are nearer are near Liuming Street, while the orders that are farther away have to go to other communities one or two kilometers away.

The delivery speed of the father and daughter is not fast. Fortunately, the delivery time required by the orderer is relatively scattered. After planning well, it will not delay the meal of the guests.

[It feels like Papa Lin and Baby Momo are sending liquefied gas tanks to give experience in the first period. 】

Watching the father and daughter delivering meals in an orderly manner, some viewers expressed their emotions in the live broadcast room. As soon as this remark came out, it quickly caused a lot of discussion:

【Haha, I think so too. 】

[Sending so many meals without messing up, that's amazing! 】

…

Some people who just entered the live broadcast room also raised different voices:

[After all, it's a recording program, so it shouldn't be difficult. 】

As soon as this remark came out, it was quickly exchanged for other people's rebuttals:

【No, I don't think it's easy at all. 】

[I also feel that I can't handle it anyway if I come here. 】

[This is probably the most realistic live broadcast of a reality show I've ever seen, it's really not easy. 】

[Haha, it's easier said than done to watch a few live broadcasts next door. 】

[I didn't watch it, but when I saw the trending search, it seemed to be #杜北打车了#? 】

Due to Mr. Lin's strong intervention, the [Family Background] draw this time is completely real.

The result of this is that several groups of star families have shown their eyes of "acclimatization" in this episode of the program:

The rich father Zheng Chengye took the job of the aquarium commentator out of the aura of the owner of the aquarium, so he was also on the hot search.

Although Gao Yuankai, the almighty father, adapted well to the work of advertising planning, the various requirements of Party A also made this almighty dad quite a headache, and he worked overtime almost every day.

Duan Bei was the most upset: Although with the support of many heroic fans, Duan Bei got the most orders in the entire sales center, but because he was not familiar with the business, with a lot of orders, Duan Bei was completely messed up and kept filling. Wrong several contracts.

The most surprising one was Bai Yulin's group.

At the beginning, everyone was looking forward to Bai Yulin's wonderful and handsome performance in the Michelin restaurant, but Bai Yulin's performance in the restaurant was not so good, and even caused a lot of trouble for the chef.

Therefore, Bai Yulin's fans can only repeatedly emphasize: there are specialties in the art industry, and cooking is not an easy task.

…

The father and daughter here knew nothing about the discussion in the live broadcast room.

It was already 9 pm when Lin Cheng and Lin Momo delivered the last order.

On the way back, Lin Momo quietly followed Lin Cheng.

Just walking, Lin Momo fell behind.

Sensing that Lin Momo beside him was not moving, Lin Cheng lowered his head, only to realize that Lin Momo had fallen a few steps behind.

At this time, Lin Momo was obviously sleepy, her eyes had already closed most of them unknowingly, she followed Lin Cheng unsteadily with the last bit of willpower, even when he stopped, Lin Momo didn't Note that you are still moving forward step by step.

Just when Lin Momo tripped over her left foot and was about to fall down, Lin Cheng grabbed her with quick eyesight.

"Huh? Dad? Are we home yet?" Lin Momo looked around blankly, but didn't see their small shop.

Seeing Lin Momo's dazed look, Lin Cheng was both funny and distressed.

"Not yet, but you can continue to sleep for a while." As he spoke, Lin Cheng leaned over and hugged his sleepy daughter.