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"Forget it. You have no respect for Chinese food, so you should do what you have learned." Chen Wenyao was too lazy to look at Sanaofu more and refused.

Lu Long glanced at Sang Aofu, with no sadness or joy in his eyes. Obviously, this was a useless abandoned son. Instead, he admired Chen Wenyao and Mo Shi: "Have you asked Mr. Gao's name?"

"Forget it, my surname is Chen." Chen Wenyao didn't know what Lu Long was doing, so he said, "I won't say the name, I'm not familiar with you anyway."

"Hello, Mr. Chen." Lu Long's face was filled with sincere smiles: "I really don't know Mount Tai. I didn't expect that Mr. Chen had such high attainments in Chinese food at a young age, which really made Lu admire him."

Chen Wenyao looked at Lu Long in confusion and asked, "What do you want to do?"

"Mr. Lu's great wish in his life was to run a world-famous restaurant. The essential one among them is naturally a chef who can shoulder heavy responsibilities." Lu Long pointed at Chen Wenyao and said passionately: "I have been looking for it for the past ten years, but unfortunately there is no suitable candidate. Until now, I met Mr. Chen, I think my grand wish can finally set sail. Mr. Chen, I sincerely invite you to join my Dafu Food Group and let us conquer the world with food together."

"I'm really a second-rate guy, I'm not interested." After hearing Lu Long's passionate speech, Chen Wenyao curled his lips sorely.

"Mr. Chen, don't rush to refuse." Although Lu Long was a little surprised that Chen Wenyao would refuse, he was not in a hurry. He just smiled and said, "Maybe I haven't talked about Mr. Chen's remuneration yet. Let's do this, I'll give Mr. Chen an annual salary of 5 million US dollars, how about it?"

"A annual salary of five million US dollars?!" Qian Yaxin was startled by this number, and then looked at Chen Wenyao. Is he worth so much money?

Da Lingling also frowned. She originally intended to invite Chen Wenyao to her restaurant as the chef, but she couldn't afford such a big price.

"Aren't you a Western food?" Chen Wenyao saw that Lu Long seemed to be quite slandering Chinese food before, so why did he suddenly change his attitude?

Lu Long said indifferently: "As long as you can become the world's top restaurant, it doesn't matter what kind of meal you make."

"Haha." Chen Wenyao did not comment on this.

Lu Long's eyes lit up and he said, "Did Mr. Chen agree?"

Chen Wenyao shook his head and said, "No interest."

The expression on Lu Long's face froze, as if he was a little uncertain about what Chen Wenyao said: "excuse_me?"

"I said I was not interested." Chen Wenyao was indeed not interested in being a chef. Besides, he didn't know how to cook at all. If he hadn't gotten dragon oil from Nezha, he would probably have been beaten like a Lu Long's face today.

"Mr. Chen, are you really thinking about it carefully?" Lu Long's cultivation was not that good. When he heard Chen Wenyao's clear rejection, his tone was not so kind. "The conditions I gave were already the best in the industry. You must know that the annual salary of the top chef in the United States is only..."

Chen Wenyao obviously had no interest in taking into account the mood of another man and said directly: "Don't waste time. This time you lost, remember to admit the account."

The results of this cooking competition are self-evident. Lu Long also knew that it would be useless to do anything in this regard, but this was not what made him feel the most annoyed. What made his face gloomy was the contempt that Chen Wenyao showed at the invitation he handed over. He, Lu Long, had never been so humble, and a small chef dared to reject him, so how could he not make him angry?

"That's a pity." Lu Long clapped his hands, then put his hands into his pockets, and said lightly: "Cousin, I have hired a good helper this time, and I will admit it. I'll give it to you. But this matter is not over yet."

Da Lingling knew Lu Long's vengeful nature. Seeing Lu Long's eyes gradually getting cold in the country, she shouted sternly: "Lu Long, the grudge between you and me is, the internal affairs of the Da family, don't take the anger on others!"

Lu Long laughed, looked at Da Lingling, then looked at Chen Wenyao, and said, "Although I lost today, I also tasted a delicious food. We will leave later!" After that, Lu Long took the lead and walked out of the Supreme VIp box without looking back.

"Wait!" At this moment, Chen Wenyao suddenly shouted and stopped Lu Long.

Lu Long turned around and smiled and said, "I knew Mr. Chen would change his mind. Our group welcomes people like Mr. Chen who have real materials to join..."

"If I don't talk about this, I've answered it and I'm not interested." Chen Wenyao immediately interrupted Lu Long's words.

"What advice does Mr. Chen have?!" Lu Long's face turned pale, and his hands in his pocket clenched into fists. He hated being interrupted when he spoke the most, but this was the second time Chen Wenyao did this.

"You can leave, drag this guy away." Chen Wenyao pointed at his feet with his thumb.

Lu Long looked at it, damn it, that guy Sanafu hugged Chen Wenyao's legs tightly, and was still crying and begging Chen Wenyao to accept him as his disciple. "Fxck! Go and drag him over!" Lu Long felt embarrassed. He originally thought that Sanafu had some skills, but unexpectedly he was completely blown up by a young man in his early twenties. What a fucking waste!

"Don't pull me, I want to become a disciple, I want to become a disciple!" Sanaoff saw someone trying to spread his hands, so he shouted in a strange Mandarin. However, no matter how powerful he shouted, it was useless, and he was still dragged away.

After Lu Long left, the three judges congratulated Da Lingling and left one after another.

Chen Wenyao felt that he had nothing to do, so he planned to say goodbye: "There is nothing to do here, and I'm going to go back to school."

"Just leave?" Da Lingling was a little surprised and said in surprise: "Hey, are you still a student?"

Chen Wenyao replied: "Has Qian Yaxin never told you that it's true. I am a Chinese student at Donghai Normal University and a junior this year."

Fortunately, Qian Yaxin was taken away by 6 Xiaoman and went to clean up the two kitchens. Otherwise, she would probably have started to do this with Chen Wenyao because of this!

"Ah? Oh, I said it, but today you don't look like a student, but like a chef." Da Lingling smiled, and a hint of luster appeared on her rosy face.

Chen Wenyao was quite self-aware and said, "I really don't understand cooking skills." Da Lingling smiled and said, "But today's dishes are really very delicious. I have been cooking for almost twenty years. It's the first time I have eaten such delicious beef fried with green peppers."

Chen Wenyao couldn't say that it was the credit of Dragon Oil, so he had to smirk and pass by perfunctorily. "To be honest, are you really not planning to enter the food world?" Da Lingling said with a serious expression: "By your skills, you are indeed worthy of the money given by Lu Long just now."

"Haha, Sister Ling, you said that." Chen Wenyao touched his itchy nose and said, "Besides, I only cooked this one dish today. How did you know that I have a good cooking skills? Maybe it was just a coincidence."

"Everything can be done, but the taste of the dish will not lie." Da Lingling obviously believed that Chen Wenyao was a hidden chef and slowly persuaded him: "Cooking is simple, but it is difficult to make a delicious dish. But you have reached the level of delicious food with just one move, and you are definitely at the level of high-end chef or above!"

Chen Wenyao's face turned a little red when he was praised, for fear that he would swell if he continued to praise him, so he waved his hand and said, "Sister Ling, stop praising him. If you praise him again, you will go to heaven!"

"Hehe." Da Lingling smiled heartily and said, "Forget it, since you don't want to admit it, I won't force you. However, I have a small request, you must agree."

Chen Wenyao asked: "What are the requirements?"

"If you have time, can you give me some advice?" Da Lingling showed a begging look and said, "I have learned cooking skills from my dad since I was a child. I have been learning cooking skills for more than ten or twenty years now. Unfortunately, the cooking skills have reached a bottleneck period and have not been able to make a breakthrough. If I can get the guidance of a famous teacher, I might become a super chef."

Chen Wenyao looked embarrassed. He was not a famous teacher at all, and there was nothing to teach Da Lingling.

When Da Lingling saw Chen Wenyao hesitating, she couldn't help but look dim and said, "Sorry, I'm taking the liberty. Just pretend I haven't said it."

"Uh, Sister Lingling, I'll tell you the truth..." When Chen Wenyao was about to confess that he didn't understand cooking skills, a strange thought suddenly flashed through his mind. He couldn't help swallowing the next words and said, "I dare not take the advice, but if I have the chance, I can help Sister Lingling improve."

"Really?!" Da Lingling jumped up excitedly, went up to the foreground and hugged Chen Wenyao and said, "Then do I want to become a disciple?!"
Chapter completed!