Hearing Liu Jie's words, Director Ma's eyes suddenly darkened, as a modern person, how could he not know what the live broadcast number of two million people represented?

If one is not handled well, that is, the overwhelming public opinion, like the weight of a landslide....

He seemed to see that his top leader and deputy secretary of the district party committee handed him a letter of appointment: Comrade Ma Xiangyang, after the discussion of the enlarged meeting of the district party committee, you are now appointed as the deputy captain of the Jing'an District Environmental Protection Brigade.

No, absolutely not! I have been mixed for more than ten years to get to this position, and I must not be beaten back to my original shape at one time! Yes! I want to save myself!

In just a few seconds, Director Ma made a decision, compared with the public opinion of the whole of China, that bullshit chef of the consulate in Shanghai is an egg!

He didn't bother to ask Li Yu about his origins, and suddenly his expression turned straight, and he said to Bai Qingyu, to be precise, to the camera on Bai Qingyu's glasses: "That's the case, Bai Anchor, Miss Mu, you may have misunderstood me a little." I would like to state that I may have misunderstood the Shaw brothers a little before I came, thinking that they were vexatious, but after some understanding, I have understood what happened, and this time, the neon party is fully responsible!"

To tell the truth, Director Ma's appearance is still quite good, he has a tall skeleton, his figure is not bloated, and his facial features can also be said to be upright, plus he has been mixed in the system for a long time, with a 'official spirit', when he puts on the appearance of righteous Ling Ran, he is indeed a little bluffing.

At least in Bai Qingyu's live broadcast room, some of the audience who just came were fooled.

And more people, including Li Yu, are dumbfounded, Rao is Li Yu's two lives, and it is the first time he has seen such a thick-skinned person.

Bai Qingyu was about to speak, the neon man on the side was not happy, the chubby assistant stepped forward, and opened his mouth in a stream of fluent Chinese: "Director Ma, why haven't you started to deal with the stall?" Mr. Ono is already impatient, according to me, this kind of stall that cannot bring you benefits, it is better to withdraw it early, otherwise wait..."

Before the fat assistant could finish speaking, Director Ma interrupted him: "Mr. Kawaki, please pay attention to your words, the booth arrangement of this food exhibition was determined after a detailed investigation by the Municipal Party Committee and ZF. The theme of the food exhibition is to promote the special food of various places, not to make a profit, and the fire of your stall is certainly worth celebrating, but you have no right to interfere with the operation of other people's stalls, so please go back and tell Mr. Ono, please respect yourself. ”

The chubby Kawaki looked at Director Ma with a confused expression, just a few minutes ago he didn't have such an attitude, did he suddenly lose his memory or suddenly crossed over?

In a trance, Kawaki walked back to the neon man's side and mechanically repeated Director Ma's words.

"Baga!" Among the neon people, the thin man standing at the front scolded angrily, his name is Onojiri, he is one of the few five-stage chefs of Neon, who came to China two years ago and served as the head chef of the Neon Consulate in Shanghai.

Ono grabbed Kawaki by a hand, pulled him to the front of Director Ma, muttered a neon word, and looked at Director Ma angrily.

For this Onojiri, Director Ma was still a little worried, and although he couldn't understand the neon words, his face still showed a little timidity.

And Kawaki saw that with Onojiri's support, his courage suddenly increased, and he stared at the Shaw brothers and said: "Mr. Ono said, he has been in the industry for thirty years, and he has never heard of the name of your Su Huai cuisine, your cuisine... No, he's willing to pay you 800 a day and hire you as a helper. If you're doing well, he'll be happy to teach you how to make sushi, and then you can go back and open a sushi restaurant, and that's business..."

"Mother, come on, grandson, what are you talking about!" Kawaki didn't finish his words, he was interrupted again, and the tall brother of the Shaw brothers looked angry, pointed at Kawaki's nose and scolded, "Take B owed, there is a kind of stand and don't move, see if Lao Tzu doesn't smoke you to death!"

Seeing this, Chuan Mu was also a troublemaker, and when he saw this, he hurriedly shouted: "Someone's beaten, someone has beaten someone! Do you Chinese treat foreign guests like this?"

The rest of the neon people couldn't understand Chinese, but when they saw Kawaki's appearance, they also hurriedly surrounded them, and for a while, the scene was chaotic again.

Director Ma looked at this scene, his head was a little bigger, and he was about to persuade him, but someone next to him was one step faster than him, and walked alone next to the neon man.

Ignoring the few neon people who came forward to act as guards, Li Yu went straight to Onojiri and said, "You say... Su Huai cuisine is not good?"

Seeing that Li Yu was not looking for trouble for himself, Kawaki became a little bold, and came to Onojiri's side in a hurry and translated Li Yu's words.

Onojiri's unhappy face pulled a few words, Kawaki nodded with a sneer, turned his head and said to Li Yu: "Mr. Ono said, he doesn't want to talk about it a second time, Su Huaicai just can't do it, and, who are you?"

When Li Yu heard this, he looked at Onojiri: "My identity, it's a Huaxia Sandan..." ”

This is also a well-known benefit, when introducing yourself to others, just turn out the thousand-degree entries.

Kawaki took the phone, looked at Li Yu in a little surprise after a while, and then turned his head and whispered a few words to Onojiri, Onojiri's expression suddenly changed when he heard this, and he whispered a word to Kawaki.

Kawaki looked at Li Yu and asked, "Mr. Ono said that he has heard of Li Sandan's name for a long time, and he doesn't know what advice he has today?"

Li Yu raised a finger, looked at Onojiri's uncertain face, and said, "Ono Wudan doesn't seem to look down on Su Huaicai?" In that case, let's make a bet?... I'll make a Suhuai dish, Ono Wudan will make a neon sushi, and when the time comes, I will ask the judges to judge and see who has the highest score, what do you think?"

Kawaki translated Li Yu's words verbatim to Onojiri, who frowned when he heard this: "#@¥%&; *....”

Kawaki said: "Ono Wudan asked, it's okay to bet, but since you set the rules, then the bet has to be set by him - his request is very simple, if you lose, you have to quit the Chinese chef world." Also, how are the judges arranged? If it's just these passers-by, then there's no point in competing. ”

Li Yu gently glanced at Lei Qilian in the crowd with his residual eyes, and said: "Needless to say, the judges are guaranteed to make Ono Wudan feel fair and just, as for the bet you said... I lost and wanted to quit the chef world, so what if I won?"

Kawaki quickly translated Onojiri's reply: "If you win, then Mr. Ono will retire from the neon chef world and never touch Japanese food again in this life." ”

Li Yu glanced at Onojiri with a little meaning, and shook his head: "There is an old saying in Huaxia... Don't be unpredictable, Ono Godan, please-"

At this time, Mu Yixiao, who came with Li Yu, gently poked Li Yu with his elbow, and whispered: "Li Sanduan, why do I think something is wrong? The neon man agreed too quickly, right? And why do you want to bet on your chef career? Be careful of pitfalls." ”