Chapter 75: What You Want

"Well, good job!"

Wang Yuan was standing in the hall on the first floor watching the promotional video, and a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes walked over in the distance, pushed away the reporters who swarmed up, and came straight to Wang Yuan, "I didn't expect you to accept my invitation." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½ā€

Wang Yuan saw that the person who came was the organizer of the event, Wang Zhengyuan, the president of Cuiyunlou Chain Group.

"I don't know what kind of medicine you're selling in your gourd, so I'd like to come and see it." Wang Yuan smiled, and Wang Zhengyuan also smiled, but it was the kind of sinister smile with a sharp voice, which sounded uncomfortable.

"Among the shops participating in the taste search activity, only you, Yipinju and Hao Ji did not accept my injection, it doesn't matter, since I can't incorporate you, I can only find a way to kill you......"

Wang Zhengyuan lit a cigarette, spit out a smoke ring, raised his head and looked at the promotional video with a playful face, "Xiao Wang, do you know what business is the most profitable?" ā€

Wang Yuan did not answer.

"It's a monopoly." Seeing that Wang Yuan was silent, his face was a little unbearable, but he still said to himself, "Only by monopolizing an industry can we make huge profits, there are too many competitors in DF City, I want to step on them one by one and become the stepping stone of our Cuiyunlou Group!" ā€

"The human heart is not enough, and the snake swallows the elephant." Wang Yuan snorted coldly, the world's business is done by people all over the world, have you done it alone?

Although Taobao is big, there is also Jingdong, although Baidu is big, there is also 360, you Wang Zhengyuan said that he wanted to monopolize all the catering industries in DF City, which is a bit of a fool's dream.

"Whatever you say, we'll see the truth." Wang Zhengyuan took out the cigarette butt and threw it into the trash, "The opponents you face this time are all invited by me with a lot of money, and there is only one purpose, to let you lose." ā€

"Only if you lose, lose completely, and lose convincingly, will you admire me and obediently surrender at my feet." Wang Zhengyuan smiled predictively, under the light of the big screen, it was almost hideous.

"I think you should go to the psychiatric department in the hospital." Wang Yuan replied to him without softness or hardness, turned around and walked into the game scene.

"You'll regret it!" Wang Zhengyuan was so angry that his hands were shaking, what kind of psychiatry did I have a good body? Wait for you to lose and go to the cardiologist!

The competition scene has already been boiling, and countless reporters are taking advantage of the half hour before the start to interview the contestants.

"Hello, I'm a reporter from Dragon TV, may I ask what kind of work you brought to this competition?" A good-looking female reporter handed the microphone to the representative of Jinjiang Inn, chef Feng Chunlin.

Feng Chunlin looked at the camera with straight eyes and didn't say a word.

"It seems that the representative sent by Jinjiang Star is a mute, we wish him a speedy recovery and come back to interview the next ......"

Looking at the reporter who walked away, Feng Chunlin spit out a mouthful of blood and scolded, "You are dumb, your whole family is dumb, I bit my tongue in excitement just now......"

Wang Yuan found his No. 8 position, which is in a good position, in the middle of the venue, with desks, pools, and stoves.

Although Yunxuan Pavilion is now a little famous, it is also in the taste search activity, after all, the scale is small, and the influence is not so great.

This Golden Peony Cooking Invitational Contest is nominally hosted by Cuiyunlou, but the media invited are representative media from various regions, so many reporters don't know Yunxuan Pavilion.

There is even a question about whether this store came in through the back door, watching the promotional video is just a few tables and a boss, what qualifications do you have to PK with those chain hotels in person?

"Haven't you heard of this little shop?" In the face of the loneliness of the reporters, the audience stretched out their middle fingers in disdain, "His buns only sell fifty every morning!" ā€

"Really, I've been waiting for half a month, and I haven't eaten it!" A fat girl was in tears when she said it, she was so good that she didn't even sell me a bun.

"Have you ever eaten his chicken fat potato cakes, haven't you eaten them? Then get out of the way, don't compare......" A little old man waved his hand and pushed the microphone away, with a disgusted expression.

"You better pour the water in the cup, you have time to go to Yunxuan Pavilion to taste other people's water, after drinking it, you will know that you have drunk pig swill water since you were a child......"

The foreign reporter looked confused, is a mere fly restaurant so influential?

I just questioned it, and the people of DF City squeezed me like this, as for it?

The quality of this session of the people is really not good!

Wang Yuan looked at the clock and waited anxiously.

There are five minutes to go.

But the long heart has not yet come.

Wang Yuan picked up his mobile phone and wanted to call her, hesitated, and put it down again.

Maybe Mu Changxin is still on the way, she can't be urged, she would rather be later than let her be anxious.

Chu Xiangling, who was interviewing at the scene, walked over, looked at Wang Yuan's No. 8 position, and smiled.

"Don't move, I'll take two pictures of you!" Chu Xiangling held the camera in his hand and took several photos of Wang Yuan, "When you win, report these photos to ensure that the people chasing you will not be able to drive away." ā€œ

Wang Yuan smiled, it was a mung bean fly.

There was less than a minute left.

The curtain slowly opened, and the host slowly walked into the venue, this time the host was a very beautiful young woman, twenty-five or sixteen years old, wearing a decent beige dress, a red embroidered belt around her waist, with a flower-like face, which instantly attracted everyone's attention.

The presenter held the microphone in his hand and coughed lightly.

"Welcome to the participants of the Golden Peony Cup Cooking Invitational Contest hosted by Cuiyunlou Group, the competition will start immediately, please hurry up and enter the friends who have not yet entered!"

The voice is light and brittle, like a lark, and it is very well heard.

Wang Yuan glanced at her and found that this host seemed to be a little familiar.

At this moment, a person rushed in from the door, looking nervously at each participating position, as if looking for something.

When the host saw it, he hurriedly stepped forward to stop her, but the woman was in a hurry and didn't notice that she came head-on and almost bumped into each other.

The host of "You ......" is beautiful, but in the face of the woman in front of her with messy hair and an anxious face, her eyebrows are raised, and her face is uneasy.

This is the real beauty.

"I'm sorry, where is Yunxuan Pavilion?" Mu Changxin was holding something in his hand and asked anxiously.

The host pointed out to her the eighth position of Yunxuan Pavilion, and at this time, Wang Yuan also saw her, walked out of the eighth position, and greeted her.

"I'm tired!" Wang Yuan saw Mu Changxin's face sweating, and hurriedly handed her a glass of water, "Don't worry. ā€

"It's okay, it's good to catch up." Mu Changxin took a few breaths and took the water cup handed over by Wang Yuan, which was the fairy spring water taken from the fairy garden, warm and soaked with a few bright red petals.

She drank it all, and then she felt much better.

"Here's what you want." Mu Changxin handed a small paper bag to Wang Yuan, and Wang Yuan opened it and saw that it was a first-class product.

"Changxin, are you okay, I see that your face is very red, as if you are tired......" Wang Yuan asked with concern, but Mu Changxin waved his hand, "It's okay Wang Yuan, you can rest assured that I am running too fast and too fast...... Ahem, ahem! ā€

"Sorry ma'am, the game is about to start, please leave the scene." The hostess politely asked Mu Changxin to leave, and Changxin glanced at Wang Yuan reluctantly and nodded at him.

Wang Yuan also hummed, reassuring her.

The giant clock on the wall strikes eight times, and the game is about to begin!