Seeing that the rabble of the Yugao Hotel had dispersed, leaving only the sissy male boy shouting beside him, Chang Zhaowen completely shielded the other party from his sight and got busy on his own. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

When he opened the cooking box, he found several glass jars, the ingredients he had been busy preparing for days, and the key to the success or failure of a Midsummer Night's dream. None of the ingredients here are hard-won, and it can be said that with these few things in place, A Midsummer Night's Dream is 90% complete.

Placing a row of glass jars neatly on the counter, Chang Zhaowen turned on the faucet next to the counter and began to wash his hands. He had already prepared golden honey caviar, candied raspberries and chocolate, but now he still had to make other things, such as baking some sponge cake to make the base.

"How dare you bring this kind of unpopular thing to our Royal High Hotel!" Xiongzai grabbed a glass bottle with his uninjured hand, which contained plump and juicy raspberries, he held the bottle high and was about to smash it on the ground, "This is my master's platform, if you have to rely on it and not roll, then I will help my master vacate the platform!"

I didn't expect the male boy to be quite persistent, even if one hand was almost useless, but he still got on the bar with Chang Zhaowen, because if he bowed his head like this today, then how would he mix in the Royal High Hotel in the future?

What about a body of muscles, Xiong Zi forgive Chang Zhaowen didn't dare to do it in the hotel, he really did it, as long as he said hello, the security guard immediately swept him out!

But in the next second, there was a sharp pain in his left wrist, and Chang Zhaowen's iron pincer-like hand firmly clamped the left wrist of the male boy, and his hand immediately lost sensation.

"You...... What are you doing?" the boy struggled hard, but he didn't break free.

"Two million. ”

"What?" the male didn't understand.

"I said the jar you're going to smash is worth two million. Chang Zhaowen had a straight face, since Henggao Group paid eight million for today's 2,000 Midsummer Night's Dreams, and so on, the raspberry as one of the soul elements of this dessert is not too much to ask for two million.

"Who do you want to blackmail? How dare you say that this pile of broken fruit is worth so much money?! Are you crazy about money? Not to mention two million, even if it is only two hundred yuan, no fool will ask for it!"

"What are you doing?!" suddenly there was a loud shout behind him.

Everyone followed the prestige, and there were three people who didn't know when they entered the West Point District, and when they saw who the person who came, Chang Zhaowen suddenly smiled, and the person who was willing to pay a lot of money to buy the so-called 200 yuan of Xiongzi that no fool would ask for came - Gao Kaiwen, CEO of Henggao Group.

Walking side by side with Kevin Gao were two people who Chang Zhaowen didn't know, one was wearing a crisp suit, and the other was wearing the uniform of a chef at the Royal High Hotel.

"Mr. Wang, Brother David!" Xiongzai's face instantly showed a flattering smile, and the hand holding the glass jar also took the initiative to let go.

"Mr. Gao. Chang Zhaowen also nodded at Gao Kaiwen, he didn't know the other two people, but it seemed that they should be from this hotel. He was a little strange, shouldn't Gao Kevin be the biggest of the three? Why didn't the male boy greet Gao Kevin?

"Mr. Wang, Brother David," Chang Zhaowen let go of his hand, and the male boy immediately greeted him and reported his work diligently, "The preparations for the West Point District are going well, and the materials for the main dessert of this dinner '30 years of fruits' have been prepared, and then we are waiting for Brother David to show your strength!"

Xiongzi is quite knowledgeable, and he didn't take the initiative to mention the conflict with Chang Zhaowen just now, mainly because it was no one else standing next to David - it was Mr. Wang, the general manager of the Royal High Hotel, and another young man in an expensive suit looked not small, and the leader naturally would not be interested in these bad things, and when Mr. Wang left, Brother David would naturally stand up for himself, so that this stinky boy could not eat and walked around.

"Male," David's expression was complicated, "the main dessert of today's dinner is no longer '30 years of fruition'......"

"What, Master, you've been preparing this dessert for more than half a year, why are you ...... now?" the male stared, his eyes wide, and his face was incredulous.

"Haha, Mr. Gao, is this the genius master who defeated the CMP champion Yusaku Oda?" Mr. Wang walked quickly to Chang Zhaowen's side and said enthusiastically and loudly.

His enthusiasm made the people around him feel a double shock - the first shock was that it was actually Gao Kaiwen, the CEO of the group, who came with Mr. Wang, this high-ranking person, and this cadre in the kitchen was the first time to see him with his own eyes. The second shock was that the young man who was not good-looking was actually the genius who defeated Yusaku Oda who went viral on the Internet.

"Oh, no wonder I thought he was familiar just now. Someone in the crowd whispered, as pastry chefs, they paid attention to the previous duel where Yusaku Oda lost to an unknown newcomer, and many people had seen the video at that time, but the work on the day of the competition was too amazing, and many of them remembered the work, but they didn't pay too much attention to the appearance of the person who made the work.

"Boss Wen, I believe that with the blessing of your work, this dinner will be wonderful!" Mr. Wang shook hands with Chang Zhaowen, and patted him on the shoulder as a gesture of goodwill, "Mr. Gao has already taken care of me, you can rest assured, our Yugao Hotel will fully support you to ensure that this work is completed perfectly!"

"Boss Wen," Gao Kaiwen also took two steps forward and walked to Chang Zhaowen's side, "I know that there is not a lot of time left for you to prepare this time, and it is a little rushed, but you don't have too much pressure, it doesn't matter if you can't make two thousand copies......" Gao Kaiwen said as he stretched out his hand to Chang Zhaowen.

"Mr. Gao, don't worry, two thousand copies will not be less!" Chang Zhaowen stretched out his hand and shook his hand.

"Yes, that's great!" Kevin Gao smiled in surprise, "By the way, are you busy today? All the pastry chefs here are your assistants, and they will do their best to assist you in completing Midsummer Night's Dream! If it is not enough, or if there is anything else that needs help, you can tell Mr. Wang directly, and he will arrange it for you!"

Gao Kaiwen's words were not loud, but the shocking effect was extremely obvious.

Everyone present looked at each other, Brother David's "30 years of fruit" was replaced by the position of the main dessert, not to mention, why did they all become other people's assistants in a blink of an eye?

"Mr. Gao, Mr. Wang, don't worry," David glanced at Chang Zhaowen, the corners of his mouth twitched a few times, and his expression was really embarrassed, "All the chefs in our West Point District will fully support Master Wen!"