Food World, Empire State Building, New York.

"Nakamura thistle, if your problem can't be solved, maybe your position in New York management should be handed over to someone who is really capable..."

During the teleconference, a white man with deep facial features sneered and spoke, with a domineering posture.

The power controlled by IGO has always been huge, so those who are not on the same page as IGO, those who have extreme ideas, have been driven out of the European continent and gone to the newly discovered Western American continent to open up and establish a food club, so these people's ideas have also been inherited.

For example, white supremacy, such as racism.

Even if there are not a few kitchen gods in their race, they still feel that they are the most noble race, because the revival of the culinary world comes from Europe and Western America.

The one in front of me is called Popovich. Morey's guy is a white race supremacist who has always been blind to Nakamura thistle being able to control New York.

You must know that in the food club, as long as they enter the dragon kitchen, the resources they compete for are not produced by the known world, and most of them occupy one side in the unknown area, or open up a battlefield for the food club in other places and occupy the territory of the new known world.

In this way, Dragon Kitchen's internal contributions can be redeemed for those ingredients or recipes he needs.

Therefore, in a base camp like Ximei, all important cities are under the control of Lin Kitchen, but the profits they obtain every year must be handed over to 70% to 60%, which is also supplied to Dragon Chef and the King of Food.

But how many million people are radiated in every big city in Western America? Even if it is only three or four percent, it is more than enough resources for a Lin chef.

However, everyone's desire is not enough, and everyone's qualifications are also different, some people can break through Dragon Kitchen in five or six years with three or four percent of their resources, and some people need to double the time, or even several times.

Therefore, for the food club to control the city, it is natural that the more cities under his hands, the better.

Popovich. Morey has also been unhappy with Nakamura thistle, a yellow man, who has mastered a big city like New York.

You must know that San Antonicius, where he is located, is not as good as the resources of a city like New York, but seeing that Nakamura Ji soon showed signs of breaking through the Dragon Kitchen, it was not easy for him to vent his dissatisfaction.

This time, I just caught the pain point of Nakamura thistle, so I naturally wanted to attack it aggressively.

"Morey, it's not your turn to speak for what I'm going to do!"

"Even if I have a dereliction of duty, it will be punished by the president and the councillors, what are you?"

Nakamura Thistle has never had a good impression of this guy, and he has not been able to break through the Dragon Kitchen in San Antonicius for more than ten years, and he is about to exceed the maximum deadline of twenty years, so he began to seek other things.

It's just a waste.

"If there's anything upset, you can find someone to do it yourself, I don't mind letting you take Mott Street!"

"Do you have such a man?"

The sneers and ridicule at the corners of his mouth made Morey's whole person on the other side of the camera turn red like dynamite.

"Damn dog mongrel, what did you say?"

Just as he was about to start scolding, a deep voice suddenly sounded.

"Enough! Aren't you two ashamed enough? ”

The picture on the TV turned, revealing a dissatisfied figure, who was also the host of this meeting, the vice president of the food party, the king of heaven, Winston!

It doesn't look tall, and the eyes that show through the screen with both hands and fists are enough to silence the many Lin-level dragon chefs across the conference call.

"I don't care about that kid in Yaozhou, I don't care, as long as Nakamura can complete the established strategy, even if I don't open up the Dongying battlefield, I don't care..."

"So what should you do is what matters!"

Nakamura Ji trembled after hearing this, but he didn't dare to refute anything, forcing himself to bow calmly.

"I understand the Vice President!"

Satisfied, he withdrew his gaze as Winston looked at Morey.

"You too, give me some peace, I'm a waste, don't think about taking too many things, otherwise... You can go to the unknown area to reuse waste! ”

The unknown area opened up by the food will not be as gentle as that of IGO, it is a real meat grinder, and even if Chef Lin enters it, he may not be able to say that he can get out of it.

Swallowing his saliva, Morey nodded again and again, and the domineering appearance before was gone, only the appearance of a pug remained, which was really funny.

No one can figure out how such a fierce and inward-looking guy can break through to the Lin level and go all the way to the peak of the Lin level.

"Then let's move on to the next topic..."

...

"Looks like time is running out."

Raising his head and looking at the bright moon outside the window, Zhao Youqian suddenly had a feeling in his heart that the group of people with the strongest food club was about to make a move.

After all, he has won ten consecutive halberds, not only has he made a great noise, but his Mojie renovation plan has no intention of stopping.

During this time, almost half of the real estate in his hands has been renovated, and it is inevitable to continue the comprehensive transformation of Mott Street, even if the food will not be done, those big rats of the Mott Street Oriental Alliance will not be able to help it.

You know, because he renovated Mott Street, these guys have been without income for ten days and a half.

It's okay to have a family, but those who sit on the mountain and eat empty are really about to eat soil.

Looking at the hundred ghosts who ate yellow sorghum fish and tasted quite fragrant, but were not brought into the dream of yellow sorghum, Zhao Youqian's thoughts drifted to the sky.

I wonder who they will invite. ’

'I'm looking forward to it...'

Then he couldn't help but think of Zhang Xiaofan and Hong Yi who had gone back to their own world, don't look at the many things they saw from Huangliang's dream, in fact, it may not be completely accurate, but with their personalities, one is wooden and extreme, and the other likes to pretend not to care about everything.

Hell knows how much trouble they're going to make.

'Those villains who are already miserable can't be worse, right? ’

Suddenly there was some pity for those guys, Zhao Youqian got rid of those distractions, and at the end of a busy day, he should also rest.

......

"I see..."

In the Yang God World, as soon as Hong Yi came out of the Heavenly Pavilion, the peace in his expression became as calm as the coming thunder and anger, filled with a terrifying atmosphere.

But he soon let go of his mood swings.

In the Heavenly Pavilion, he naturally didn't want to show anything, but there was one thing he didn't lie.

Following the original trajectory, he was so anxious that the foundation was not laid, and what he did was not convincing.

"Now that things have changed, there's no need to rush, but the 'Past Mida Sutra'... It can't fall into the hands of others, it seems that when the spring of next year comes, a trip to Xishan is indispensable..."

Speaking of this, Hong Yi was also a little impatient, after all, he was in contact with one of the top Dao techniques in his world, even if Hong Yi's state of mind couldn't help but fluctuate a little.

But at this time, there was a commotion outside the door, and Hong Yi, who had already secretly cultivated the martial arts skin and muscles to a certain extent, knew that this was his classmates who had been raised in the same year...

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