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Chapter 296: The Twenty Great Wars


At 6:30 in the evening, Su Changqing's phone rang.

It was the competition team notifying him of the results of today's competition.

Everyone gathered in Su Changqing's room.

Although the air conditioner had been adjusted to 24 degrees, Bao Ruwen's head and face were still sweating.

The old man who was full of confidence at first and shouted that he must win the championship trophy, even Su Ruotong had to make way for him, finally panicked at this moment.

Two to three thousand players were carefully selected from all over the world.

There was no weak hand.

He saw those people around him who were good at cooking disappearing from the arena one by one.

Even players from some countries had already When the group was destroyed, Bao Ruwen's heart felt like beating a snare drum.

At this moment, he had to admit that he really didn't have the courage to stand up and declare: I am among the top twenty in the world, let alone the number one in the world.

But he still looked forward to staying.

There were so many people coming to Su's Restaurant to participate in the competition.

It would be so embarrassing if he was the only one who failed.

Su Changqing answered the phone and responded with a "hmm".

After a while, he put down the phone, looked around as normal, and looked around without speaking.

Suddenly, everyone knew that someone must have failed this time, otherwise Su Changqing would definitely tell everyone that they had all entered, just like the previous times.

As expected, Su Changqing sighed and said: "We have entered three of the first twenty people, so don't lose heart for the remaining two."

The scene suddenly became tense.

In fact, three people entered the competition, which was beyond Su Changqing's expectation.

He was not as proud as Bao Ruwen.

He was just joking when he told everyone that he would go home with a championship.

"Among the people who didn't get in, I must be the only one."

Li Hongxing said calmly.

He had expected this result.

Since he injured his legs and feet and could no longer stand for long, his skills gradually changed from working as a chef in a restaurant to making his own utensils, banquets, and some fine dishes.

Everything in this world must be time-consuming as long as it is refined, but this competition is like a war.

Each dish needs to be cooked within one or two hours.

This is not what Li Hongxing is good at.

In fact, he was quite happy to quit at this time.

The high-intensity continuous competition made his injured leg hurt at night, and now it was almost reaching the limit of endurance.

Su Changqing patted Li Hongxing's shoulder and acknowledged his statement: "Old Li, you have worked hard."

Then he turned his attention to Bao Ruwen.

Bao Ruwen pointed to his nose and showed a smile that was uglier than crying: "Is there still me?"

"Old Bao" Su Changqing sighed, what he wanted to say was self-evident.

Bao Ruwen was stunned for a moment, covering his face with his fat fingers, and didn't say anything for a long time.

It took him a long time to put it down, his eyes were still red: "Oh, it's not good for me to be a brother in trouble, and Lao Li is so unlucky.

"Stop talking, Lao Li, come drink with me."

After saying that, Bao Ruwen hurriedly walked toward the outside, staggering as he walked, and bumped into the door frame without realizing it.

Everyone knows that this result is a bit difficult to accept for the competitive Bao Ruwen.

He is saddened by the death of rabbits and foxes, and it is inevitable to think of the scene when he was defeated.

Su Changqing winked at Li Hongxing, and the two of them went to comfort Bao Ruwen, while Su Ruotong had another idea.

It doesn't matter if Li Hongxing loses the election, but Bao Ruwen loses the election, but it is ambiguous, and it depends on the taste of the judges.

Now it seems that the tastes of the judges are still more Western.

Otherwise, why would Charlie stay well and Li Weining stay well?

Their cooking skills are not necessarily any better than Bao Ruwen.

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The difference is that the dishes cooked by Charlie and Li Weining are more Western-style, while Bao Ruwen's dishes have the shadow of Chinese cuisine that has been deep-rooted for decades.

It's no wonder, after all, this competition is biased toward the West and has a tradition.

Even among the judges of this competition, it is rare to see yellow faces.

Su Ruotong must be careful in the next game.

After returning to his room and resting for a while, Su Ruotong opened the tablet he carried with him.

Although this hotel is relatively the best in the entire Lyon area, it has no wireless network.

Fortunately, Tao Xian helped her prepare an Internet card in advance, and she was able to access the Internet.

The hour hand pointed to eight o'clock in the evening, and Tao Xian's profile picture on the communication software started to vibrate as promised.

"Tong Tong Tong Tong Tong Tong Tong Tong Tong" Tao Xian excitedly texted a long list of Su Ruotong's names, which made Su Ruotong's eyebrows slightly spread and she felt very happy.

Although the competition is not tiring for her, it is quite annoying to be surrounded by so many cameras every day.

She now understands why Tao Xian insists on working behind the scenes despite having a face that is not inferior to that of a star.

For whatever reason, it doesn't feel good to be watched like a monkey.

The two talked affectionately for a while.

Su Ruotong told Tao Xian what happened to her today, and Tao Xian also told Su Ruotong what happened on the set.

If they knew what the other was doing, it would be like It's like they weren't separated at all.

Tao Xian was also very busy on the set.

After chatting for nearly an hour, the two reluctantly separated.

Before leaving, Tao Xian said: Come on, I'll be back in six days.

Su Ruotong couldn't help but feel very good.

Yes, she would be able to go back in six days.

Although she will bring the Su's Restaurant team over for the rookie team competition soon, she won't have to participate in the competition at that time.

She can just wait outside the court to see if there are any emergencies.

Now, she couldn't wait to return to China and see Tao Xian's face that he thought about day and night.

Early the next morning, Su Ruotong went to the competition with Charlie and Li Weining.

Bao Ruwen and Li Hongxing also got up to see them off.

Bao Ruwen's eyes were red, and the bags under his eyes were so swollen that they almost hit his lips.

He must not have slept well last night.

He said to Su Ruotong, "Miss Su, you must work hard and come back first."

Today's competition is a competition between 20 and 16.

The elimination is not very strong, but we cannot take it lightly.

Before Su Ruotong entered the stage, he told Li Weining and Charlie not to let their guard down at this time.

Charlie participated in the competition and had a French aura, so he was more favored by the judges.

However, Li Weining was in danger this time.

Although there is no explicit rule in the competition that a country cannot have more than a few players in the top 20, there is obviously an unspoken rule of "no king can see the king".

Most countries and regions now only have one player left.

If he was eliminated again, even if his cooking was on par with others, or even slightly better, Li Weining was afraid that he would be directly targeted.

The only chance he has to win is to be stronger than others and trample everyone else down.

Li Weining was a smart man, and of course he knew what Su Ruotong meant.

He nodded and smiled at Su Ruotong: "Ms.

Su is worried."

He was very happy to have gotten to this point.

Back then, his father had reached the top eight, but when his father received the invitation, he was already forty-five.

He is still young and has a stronger sword.

But he is only thirty-five now, and there is still a lot of room for improvement.

He believes that if he participates in competitions at the same age as his father in ten years, he will definitely reach further than his father.

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In the hotel room in the capital city of China, Zhu Yingwen was walking around angrily like a trapped animal.

He didn't expect that Yan Suqing would actually attack him.

He had been married for many years, and he had always regarded Yan Suqing as an ornament called "the main wife".

He could never imagine that this ornament would betray him and stab him severely.

But he was negligent, thinking that Yan Suqing would only go to the beauty salon, take her grandchildren, and cook soup at home and wait for him to come back.

He forgot that before marrying him, Yan Suqing was her father Yan's right hand in business. assistant.

The idiots on the board of directors, persuaded by Yan Suqing, actually agreed to her request and were about to hold a meeting to discuss dividing the equity in his name between his two sons.

Stupid is just too stupid Of course, when the equity is divided into three people, it is not as powerful as when it is placed in the hands of one person.

Yan Suqing is completely breaking up with him.

She has worked hard to get the family property in advance for her two sons.

Clenching her fists tightly and taking a long puff of cigarette, Zhu Yingwen sat down on the chair fiercely and once again urged Cheng Yan, the person she had entrusted to do the work.

"Miss Cheng, please hurry up on the things I entrust you to do."

Zhu Yingwen said.

At this moment, Cheng Yan was wearing a white coat and standing in a laboratory.

She answered the phone through a sterile plastic bag and showed a sly smile: "Mr.

Zhu, I am here to formally inform you that you I can’t do it, and no one in the entire capital or even China can do it.”

Zhu Yingwen was stunned, and subconsciously tightened her hands, almost crushing the phone.

The only thing he can count on now is Su Ruotong's dirty information.

If he can get his hands on it, he can tighten Su Ruotong's throat viciously and make her obey his words, just like Su Changqing who obeyed Zhu Jiayan some time ago.

In this way, he also has the opportunity to operate and win the understanding of Mrs.

Zhu Yan Suqing.

"It's impossible to get her information so hard."

Zhu Yingwen growled.

Cheng Yan was in a good mood.

The results of the experiment just now had come out.

The prescription Su Ruotong handed over was correct, which meant that she was about to make a fortune.

Faced with Zhu Yingwen's gaffe on the other end of the phone, Cheng Yan didn't care at all and said calmly: "Why should I deceive you?

Who would have trouble with money?

Mr.

Zhu, I advise you not to target Su Ruotong himself for the time being.

I'm here , there is another person’s information, which is very interesting, would you like to take a look?”

Although Zhu Yingwen was angry, she was also an old fox who had been in business all her life.

She immediately realized what Cheng Yan meant.

"What else do you have in your hand?"

Zhu Yingwen asked.

"It's a little gadget, but I never do business at a loss, so Mr.

Zhu should be happy with his hard work," Cheng Yan said.

"Fax the thing to me.

No matter how much it is, I will pay it to your account immediately."

Zhu Yingwen said.

"Happy things are not expensive, only three million.

When I see the money, I will send you a fax.

Please prepare Mr.

Zhu to receive this gift package."

Zhu Yingwen's fingers trembled.

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This woman is really brave enough to charge so much for a piece of dirty information that is not Su Ruotong's.

But he can already tell that although this information is not Su Ruotong's, it must be closely related to Su Ruotong. .

Fortunately, he had recently prepared a huge amount of money on his bank card in advance to prepare for Su Ruotong, which could immediately satisfy Cheng Yan's huge appetite.

It took less than five minutes for the electronic bank transfer procedure to be completed.

The fax machine placed on the computer table automatically spit out three pieces of paper with the sound of printing: