Longing for Life: I'm Not Interested in Money

"Our chef is the top chef in the country. There are only a handful of chefs who can compare with our chef. How can that unnamed junior named Lu Ming be?"

"..."

After listening to everyone's words, Fei Long's fluctuating mood finally improved a lot.

After all, being compared by a young man, he was still somewhat unwilling.

Fat Dragon is not a saint, he can at best not slander, but he also has the right to prevent other people's opinions, right?

"Cough, everyone, go back to your work."

at this time.

A figure hurriedly rushed into the back kitchen.

The visitor was slightly blessed and wore gold-rimmed glasses.

This person's name is Li Hai, and he is the lobby manager of the Tianlongren Hotel.

"Chef Fat Dragon! It's great that you're here!"

Fei Long looked blank, "Manager Li, what happened, are you in such a hurry?"

While talking, he also asked the apprentice on the side to pour a glass of water for Li Hai.

Li Hai was not polite. After drinking the water, he took a deep breath and said, "Our boss, Mr. Shen, doesn't know what's going on insane, but he insists you compete with that Lu Ming in cooking!"

Without waiting for Fat Dragon's reaction, Li Hai continued, "President Shen said, as long as you can beat that Lu Ming, she will give you a bonus of 500 million yuan alone!"

After hearing the amount of the bonus, the other chefs all gasped!

Be nice!

500? !

It stands to reason that their wages are not low.

Basically, the monthly salary is tens of thousands of yuan per month.

But what is the concept of 500 million!

Who doesn't want this money?

But the fat dragon was hesitant.

His treatment in the Tianlongren Hotel is very high, not only the annual salary is millions, but he even owns 10% of the shares of the Tianlongren Hotel.

The annual salary plus dividends can be divided into at least tens of millions.

To compete with a young man in cooking for five million...

Although he also wants 500 million, but...

What if you lose?

Wouldn't that be embarrassing?

The other party is a young man, and if he loses, he will lose, and there is no burden.

I am a top chef, relying on the chef to eat. If you lose, you will lose more than 500 million!

As an adult, the basic pros and cons are slightly weighed.

If Feilong himself was just an ordinary chef now, he would definitely agree to participate in the cooking competition.

But Fei Long is now a top chef!

The more famous people are, the more they cherish their feathers.

Fat Dragon is no exception.

Seeing that Fei Long was in hesitation, Li Hai hurriedly said, "Chef Fei Long, what are you hesitating about? That's 500 million!"

Other chefs also chimed in.

"That's right, chef, you promise!"

"You will definitely win this competition, don't give up the 500 million in vain!"

"If it were me, I would definitely agree!"

"..."

Hearing the words and eyes of the chefs around him, Fei Long felt a little stunned in his heart.

Isn't this catching a duck on the shelves?

If I don't agree again, it will fall into their eyes, wouldn't I be afraid of myself?

The fat dragon glanced coldly at the chefs around him, causing them to shrink their necks.

Then, his eyes fell on Li Hai.

At this time, he even held a grudge against Li Hai, wondering if this guy has a brain problem?

The mother can't talk about this in private?

Do you have to be in front of so many people?

The more fat dragon thought about it, the more angry he became, but at this time he was forcibly restrained.

"Okay, you go and tell President Shen, I agree. But I have one condition, I hope President Shen can agree."

Li Hai, who came with the order, breathed a sigh of relief, "What are the conditions, you say, I'll go and tell President Shen."

Fei Long pondered for a while, "Since it's better than that, it's better to be bigger, invite all the top chefs from all over the world to Xishuangbanna, let's hold a God of Cookery contest!"

As soon as this statement came out, the audience was in an uproar!

God of Cookery Contest!

This is the competition every chef dreams of getting a place in!

It's just that many years have passed since the last God of Cooking competition.

Until now, no one has taken the lead in holding such a competition.

It's not how expensive this game is.

The main reason is that it is really difficult to choose a God of Cookery!

Because every well-known chef has its supporters, who can serve as a judge?

Who is eligible to be a judge?

If only a few judges were chosen hastily, it would inevitably lead to dissatisfaction from all walks of life!

So until today, no one has come to hold the God of Cookery contest.

The chefs all around looked at each other.

The lobby manager Li Hai was stunned.

After a long while, he said with an embarrassed expression: "Chef Fat Dragon, this matter... Harmful! Let me have a good talk with President Shen, and wait for President Shen to make a decision."

Fei Long was not in a hurry, nodded and said, "Okay, if President Shen agrees, I can participate."

At that time, famous chefs from all over the world will come, even if you lose, it will be fine. After all, a mountain is higher than a mountain, and there is a strong one in the strong.

If you win, all the better.

What chef doesn't want to have the title of God of Cooking?

He seems to be just an unpretentious and boring request, but it can completely solve his embarrassing situation! .

Chapter 221

In the chairman's office on the top floor of the Tianlongren Hotel.

A thin woman in business attire is looking at financial statements and drinking coffee.

She also wears a pair of large glasses on the bridge of her high nose.

"Knock knock knock --!"

There was a knock on the door.

The thin woman frowned, "Come in."

Standing at the door, Li Hai took a deep breath, straightened his clothes, and walked in slowly.

"Mr. Shen!"

Li Hai respectfully called out to the thin woman.

The thin woman known as President Shen didn't even lift her head.

"What's the matter? Did Chef Fat Dragon disagree?"

When he made the decision to let Fat Dragon and Lu Ming compete in cooking, President Shen had this guess.

After all, what Fat Dragon could think of, she could also think of.

Although President Shen's attitude was very cold, Li Hai did not dare to be dissatisfied at all.

He carefully looked at the powerful woman in front of him, and said in a low voice, "Master Chef Fat Dragon... he agreed."

President Shen raised his brows and looked at Li Hai suspiciously.

The latter froze in the neck, and quickly continued: "But Chef Fat Dragon has one condition!"

"What conditions?" President Shen's tone was still very cold, and there was no emotion in it.

Li Hai didn't dare to breathe: "Chef Fat Dragon said that if it is to hold the God of Cooking competition, he is willing to participate..."

As soon as these words came out, President Shen naturally understood.

Her beautiful crescent eyebrows knitted into a ball at first, and then slowly stretched out.

"Okay, I promise Chef Feilong, you can tell Chef Feilong, I will hold a press conference in the past two days, and I will send invitations to top chefs from all over the world."

Li Hai hurriedly nodded yes, then stepped out of the office and closed the door gently.

Office door.