The Strong Female Lead Versus The Most Miserable Male Lead-Chapter 178 - 179 Food University

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Chapter 178: Chapter 179 Food University

Super Starship.

Nian Shutong lay comfortably reclined, Fu Yunhe’s voice ringing in her ears.

She was wearing an eye mask, which she didn’t bother removing but instead asked, “What email?”

“It’s from the Interstellar Culinary University.”

“Food University?” Nian Shutong took off her eye mask, tilted her head, and asked, “How many universities are there in interstellar space?”

Fu Yunhe activated the Light Computer, and several three-dimensional images appeared before Nian Shutong’s eyes.

“In interstellar space, the Imperial Military Academy is ranked first, followed by the interstellar university, the Interstellar Science and Technology University, and then Star Entertainment University and Food University. Of course, there are many smaller schools below these, but these five are the top five.”

Nian Shutong had already had one encounter with the interstellar university; the poem she wrote was collected in their school publication.

“What does this Food University want to do?”

Fu Yunhe put away the images of the universities, opened the email, and leaned a bit closer so that Nian Shutong could see more clearly.

At this moment, the two of them appeared almost cheek to cheek, a close relationship obvious at a glance to outsiders.

But in reality, there was at least a two-fist distance between them, if not more.

“Food University contacted us because they want to formally collaborate with our live stream as part of their curriculum, or rather, as one of their important teaching materials.”

Nian Shutong understood to some extent; they hadn’t applied for patents for any of their dishes, meaning everyone could use them.

In fact, Food University could very well use them without notice, and it would not be a problem. However, they were more particular and wanted to establish a formal collaboration.

“What do you think?” Nian Shutong looked up at Fu Yunhe.

The sight of Nian Shutong’s features, especially those never-changing eyes, struck Fu Yunhe’s gaze the most.

Fu Yunhe only looked for a moment, but that moment felt as if it lasted an eternity. He held his breath and said softly,

“I think the benefits outweigh the drawbacks. Our gratis live streaming will sooner or later affect some people’s interests, or rather, it already has.”

By now, both of them had sat up, and Fu Yunhe felt the heat on his cheeks subside a little.

He continued, “Currently, the period is short, and some of our recipes are still being studied by some people. When they succeed in their studies, they will introduce these foods and, in turn, profit from them.”

“Where there are beneficiaries, there are certainly those who suffer losses. We seem to have won over some beneficiaries, but they may not support us, yet we have certainly offended the losers who dislike us.”

Nian Shutong found this reasoning very convincing and tapped her fingers lightly on the desktop.

“Now we have the Yu Family backing us, but you think it’s not secure enough and want to bind us to Food University as well.”

“That’s right.”

“Okay, you reply to them, we agree. You go and negotiate, you make the decision.”

With Nian Shutong’s final say, the tapping of her fingers also stopped.

“I will negotiate it well.”

Calm was restored between the two, and Nian Shutong lazily pushed her eye mask back into place, continuing to rest with her eyes closed.

Meanwhile, Fu Yunhe activated the Light Computer and began replying to the email.

On the other side, at the Interstellar Culinary University.

Principal’s office.

“Principal Mei, please take a seat,” a man dressed in suit pants and a knitted vest suggested to the woman pacing back and forth in the office.

Principal Mei, with her long hair tied up, usually poised and competent, was somewhat anxious.

“Ah, you don’t understand. Little River is very important. We, Food University, may rank fifth, but that’s only because we profit from the rarity of food and drink in the interstellar space.”

“The rare recipes are all controlled by some individuals, leaving no chance for them to be passed down.”

“Are we going to rely on these few dozen dishes for hundreds of years at our university? That’s no way to talk about inheriting and preserving traditional cuisine!”

The man wasn’t clueless, but each dish represented money, and who would willingly hand over a profitable business to someone else?

No, not exactly, Xiao He was willing.

More than willing, the recipes he provided were impressive. They gave a complete feeling, yes, complete.

Principal Mei checked her Light Computer from time to time, afraid of missing an email.

“Ding-dong,” the sound of an email entering the Light Computer.

Principal Mei clenched her fist repeatedly, her fingers trembling slightly, she looked at the familiar account, an account etched into her heart.

It was him, Little River had replied to the email.

Read lat𝙚st chapters at fɾeewebnoveℓ.co๓ Only.

Principal Mei had a premonition, feeling that the gap in interstellar food and drink may just see a turning point here.

She opened the email, carefully reading each word, not missing a single one.

Fu Yunhe’s email first agreed to Principal Mei’s request for collaboration, to become an official broadcast lecturer.

Additionally, he set his own conditions, that the timing and content of the broadcasts would be at their discretion.

“He agreed! He agreed!” Principal Mei jumped with excitement, then slowly regained her usual efficiency.

She immediately instructed her assistant, “Draft an employment contract, recruit Little River Live as our guest professor, paying a monthly salary, according to the highest standards.”

“Understood, Principal.” The assistant quickly left to draft the contract.

Meanwhile, Principal Mei inquired about Little River Live’s contact information and bank account.

Fu Yunhe replied with his Light Computer ID, but the bank account he provided was Nian Shutong’s.

That string of numbers, he remembered them so clearly.

Fu Yunhe lowered his gaze, hiding the smile in his eyes, and sent the email.

He felt, Nian Shutong would be pleased when she woke up, because she was now someone with a stable monthly salary.

The Starship continued to jump, and the five hours passed quickly.

The two did not eat on the Starship; upon arrival, Fu Yunhe woke Nian Shutong, and both prepared to disembark.

Outside, it was still night.

Nian Shutong looked out the window, the stars twinkling, and you weren’t just looking up from a far-off place, but among them, a part of the myriad of starlight.

After disembarking the Starship, their view wasn’t dark, as the exterior lighting illuminated the entire surroundings of the Starship, as bright as day.

“Where to?”

Nian Shutong was completely clueless, she could easily get lost in the vastness of the interstellar.

“Let’s catch a ride to the Starship we’ve rented.” A spark of shrewdness flashed through Fu Yunhe’s eyes.

“Nian Shutong, how about a disguise?”

A disguise? Nian Shutong turned her head, meeting Fu Yunhe’s gleaming eyes.

“Do you want to disguise as someone from the trash star?”

A joyful pride shone in the depths of Fu Yunhe’s eyes; she understood.

This feeling made him feel as if he had found a close friend, a confidant.

Confidant? It seemed he had found a reason for his emotional changes these past few days.

Fu Yunhe followed Nian Shutong’s nod, his clear voice ringing out.

“To get a clear idea of the people we’re attracting beforehand.”

It had to be said, Fu Yunhe’s suggestion greatly appealed to Nian Shutong.

“Great! Let’s do that.” Nian Shutong looked at herself, then at Fu Yunhe, her palm flipping to reveal two pills in her hand.

“Together?”