What will Mr. Koo buy today?

Zhao Xingluo, an innocent young man who has not been out of society and has few friends, sits on the dining table next to the floor-to-ceiling windows, watching the whole night scene with slowly changing angles, and occasionally glances at Mr. Gu sitting opposite him.

There were several plates in front of this gentleman, which contained appetizers, main meals and desserts respectively. He ate persistently and methodically, and after eating a few plates, he slowly carried some back. It makes people feel that the gentleman in front of them is a veritable foodie, the kind that is purely commendatory.

Zhao Xingluo: "..."

"Mr. Gu, don't you want to see the night view? The night view here is very beautiful." After waiting for a while, Zhao Xingluo said.

"it is good."

Gu Shang nodded, watched the night scene for a second, and then continued to eat.

Zhao Xingluo: "..."

"Is it really so delicious?" Zhao Xingluo laughed.

"Huh? Delicious."

Gu Shang nodded, and ate the steak on the dinner plate bite by bite with a knife and fork.

Zhao Xingluo: "..."

Just as Gu Shang swept away the plate in front of him and stood up to pick up another meal, Zhao Xingluo finally reached out to stop him.

"Mr. Gu, you...won't you take it easy?" Zhao Xingluo said with some concern.

"belch."

Gu Shang responded with an onomatopoeia.

"I'm sorry." He pursed his lips with a napkin.

"I'm afraid I won't be able to eat any longer." Gu Shang said.

Zhao Xingluo: "..."

He remembered that Gu Shang would eat up his portion no matter what he ate. He was a person who cherished food very much.

Generally speaking, this is of course a virtue worth advocating. However, when facing a self-service banquet, this virtue may bring some side effects, such as gastric drooping or something.

"You...do you have the habit of always eating up your portion of the meal, no matter how much it is?" Zhao Xingluo couldn't help asking.

"Yes." Gu Shang readily admitted.

"Even if it's a buffet banquet?"

Zhao Xingluo was deeply shocked by Gu Shang's courage to carry on despite everything, and felt that he admired him even more.

Gu Shang: "..."

"Isn't that courting death?" Gu Shang asked back.

Zhao Xingluo: "..."

Mr. Gu is much more down-to-earth than the various geniuses in my impression, Zhao Xingluo thought.

"I try to eat as much as I can, but it should be impossible for me to eat all of it." Gu Shang said a little discouraged.

He is quite particular about eating in one go. If he stops halfway, his satiety will ferment, and he won't be able to eat anything for a while.

"No way."

Gu Shang took a serious look at his own situation, and felt that he had already declined further, and there was no way for him to be exhausted.

"It's okay Mr. Gu, you see, as long as most of the ingredients here are put in the refrigerator, it's not a problem to eat a few meals."

Zhao Xingluo comforted Mr. Gu, a little frugal expert who was a little sad because he didn't finish the buffet banquet.

"Oh, that's fine."

Gu Shang nodded, feeling relieved about the food he cherished.

"Then I'll ask the staff to help pack it now." Zhao Xingluo laughed, thinking that it would be more reassuring for him to pack and take away in front of Gu Shang.

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When the staff pushed the room service dining cart to deliver boxed meals that looked like they were prepared for a small crew to Zhao Xingluo's room, Gu Shang encountered another difficulty.

There are so many things, the general refrigerator should not be able to hold them.

But he soon realized that it could fit, because in the compartment of Zhao Xingluo's kitchen, there was a side-by-side refrigerator as big as the back kitchen.

Gu Shang inexplicably remembered the various cases of hiding corpses in refrigerators introduced in some legal programs, and suddenly felt that if it happened here, no other procedures were actually needed.

"Mr. Gu, do you think it's okay to preserve it like this?" Seeing that Gu Shang had been silent, Zhao Xingluo started a conversation while laying out boxes of leftovers.

"Oh, yes." Gu Shang came back to his senses, nodded, and took a few boxes of dishes by himself, and helped Zhao Xingluo to stack them in the refrigerator.

Finally, with the joint efforts of the two people, they filled up the huge refrigerator in a row.

"In this way, we can eat a few more meals." Zhao Xingluo heaved a sigh of relief and said with a smile.

Gu Shang: "..."

I always feel that it is not a matter of one meal or two meals.

"Mr. Gu, can you come over a few more times to help me eat? I can't finish it all by myself." Zhao Xingluo looked at him innocently and said.

Gu Shang: "..."

"Okay, I'll come over a few more times and try to finish them." Gu Shang said.

"Really?" Zhao Xingluo said in surprise.

"Well, don't eat too much, I'll eat." Gu Shang said.

"You are a model, and your diet needs to be planned and controlled. Only by maintaining a regular and plastic figure will your clients like you."

Gu Shang explained why he wanted to be the main foodie for this meal.

"It doesn't matter if I eat a few more meals, and my figure doesn't matter."

"Yes, no matter how Mr. Gu's figure changes, I still like you." Zhao Xingluo said impeccably using Gu Shang's sentence structure.