Two minutes ago, Donghuang Hotel posted a group question sheet on the wall on the left side of the banquet hall, which listed nine groups from A to I. It included tomorrow's competition location and time, as well as the competition for each group.
The topics are very clearly written on it.
But looking at the three characters "Congee Culture" following Group H, Dao Ye and his group all fell into silence...the expressions they stared up at were as sad as seeing their own mother die.
Porridge culture, these three words may not mean anything to contestants from other hotels, they just need time to think about it. But for Tianlong Hotel, the word porridge in Porridge Culture is almost equivalent to the kiss of death.
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Porridge culture, when you think of porridge culture, you will naturally think of a porridge called Eight-treasure Bird's Nest Porridge, and when you think of Eight-treasure Bird's Nest Porridge, you will naturally think of the beautiful and lovely Miss Yiyi. Thinking of Miss Yiyi, all
A swallow will appear in front of a person's eyes, lying in a bowl and not looking back...
Haha, how should I put it, there are really countless arrogances in this world.
At the moment, no one dared to speak, and everyone was carefully watching the petrified Taoist.
Feeling the eyes of everyone, Master Dao smiled bitterly, and then took a deep breath. This breath was very long...
Silently lowering his head, Dao Ye retracted his sad eyes that refused to close his eyes when looking at those three big characters, and rubbed his old face with his hands, Dao Ye's voice was extremely trembling.
"I, I'm going to have a good chat with the judges. You guys, if you have nothing to do, go back first. The other six, give me all the cards."
Mr. Liu's eyes widened, and the word "pain" was written all over his face.
"Brother, you, are you talking about everything?"
Master Dao closed his eyes and nodded feebly.
Seeing this, Mr. Liu was speechless and had to hand over the six or seven bank cards in his pocket to Mr. Dao to bribe the judges. During the whole process, no one raised any objections, even though each card contained
He has a huge sum of two million.
Because everyone knows that the money in those cards not only buys the conscience of the judges, but more importantly, it is equivalent to indirectly buying half of the judges’ lives... After all, with this money,
The judges can't just sell their conscience.
I still remember that in ancient times, prisoners on death row had to drink a glass of guillotine before dying, which was the so-called "eat this bowl of guillotine and you will be a good man in the next life." And for tomorrow's judges, it is probably, "eat
After finishing this bowl of bird's nest porridge, I will cut off my hand on the road to hell!"
Let your hands be cheap, let your hands be cheap!
Alas, life is not easy.
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Looking at the mournful expressions of Master Dao and others, Chairman Wang was the only one present who looked strange. He didn't understand why Master Dao and the others had such a big reaction when they heard the words "congee culture"?
After putting away his bank card, Mr. Dao went to find the judges to save his life. However, as soon as the old man turned around, Commissioner Huang suddenly squeezed in from the crowd behind him, his idiot face covered with silly expressions.
Smiled.
"Hey Master, which group are we assigned to in the hotel? By the way, what's the test tomorrow? Hey, aren't you going to ask the eldest lady to make porridge or roast suckling pig?"
As soon as Commissioner Huang finished speaking, everyone's faces became more miserable. Master Dao was almost so angry that he vomited blood.
Silently walking to the idiot commissioner, Dao Ye reached out and patted Huang Xiaobei's shoulder, with a very abnormal smile on his pale old face.
"you are right."
After saying that, Master Dao walked out of the crowd alone and went to the judges to discuss the price of his life.
Staring blankly at Master Dao's leaving figure, Huang Xiaobei didn't understand what Master Dao was saying at all. Then Commissioner Huang turned his head and looked at Master Sun, who was beating his chest and feet, and Master Liu, who was looking up to the sky and sighing.
The special correspondent, whose head was filled with question marks, finally focused on the group ball with H written on it in Karl's hand.
Looking at the English letter H, the special correspondent touched his chin strangely and said.
"What are you doing with an H, Kapapi? Could it be that you finally can't help but expose your perverted side?"
Karl now really wants to stuff the group ball into Huang Xiaobei's mouth...
Smiling, he placed the grouping ball in Huang Xiaobei's palm, and Karl silently patted Huang Xiaobei's shoulder.
"Senior, you are really powerful sometimes."
After saying that, Karl sighed softly, turned around and dragged his tired body away from the crowd, leaving only a confused Huang Xiaobei standing beside Master Sun and Master Liu, who was still there after everything was done.
He asked blindly what happened?
As soon as he walked out of the crowd, Karl seemed to feel something. When he looked back, he saw Rowan on the podium who had just finished drawing lots. He was holding the group ball with H written on it in his hand and shaking it towards him.
After staring at the group ball in Rowan's hand for a long time, Karl sighed bitterly and began to wonder if he had to play something dark.
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"Lao Wang, how are you doing? Which group will you be in tomorrow?"
Chairman Wang smiled and said, "Group B, face culture. Fortunately, if everything goes well, we should be able to advance to the next round."
Master Liu and Master Sun sighed and nodded, and then they sadly calculated how much money Master Dao would have to pay in this competition... Well, if nothing unexpected happens, playing with the eldest lady like this
Once upon a time, the net worth that Mr. Dao had accumulated over the years had to be reduced by half.
Seeing the two people sighing, to be honest, Chairman Wang wanted to persuade him, but he didn't know how to say it. After all, this was done by Master Dao himself when he was young, so who can he blame?
Holding his hands behind his back, Chairman Wang pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses and said with a sigh.
"Lao Liu, Pengzi, if you had known what happened later, would you have stopped Lao Zhang?"
Master Sun and Master Liu looked at each other, neither of them knew how to answer this question.
Seeing this, Chairman Wang asked again with a wry smile.
"Do you think that if Lao Zhang had known what happened later, would he have regretted it? Would he still be so careless about his wife and daughter and go to fight against Tianying Hall? As a result, Xiaoqin... also took Lao Wu Lao Qi to his death.
They also lost money together."
Master Sun and Master Liu both looked horribly ugly.
Chairman Wang continued to sigh and shook his head, "I think he will still do that, because if he didn't do that at that time, there would be such a big Qinghong Gang now."
Master Sun looked at Chairman Wang with a gloomy face, "Old Wang, you have gone too far. If the elder brother had known that his sister-in-law would... he would never have done that anyway!"
"I don't think so. Have you all forgotten what he was like back then? His mind is either about money or people, and he just wants to make it big. If he could really go back in time, maybe...
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"okay!"
Mr. Liu spat on the ground angrily, "What's the use of talking about this nonsense now? It's all out now, so we can just mutter a few words. Yiyi is just spending some money now, even if it costs our lives."
We won’t even say no.”
After saying that, Master Six knocked Chairman Wang away, took Master Five and Master Seven angrily out of the banquet hall, and went back upstairs to sleep.
Chairman Wang and Master Sun looked at me and I looked at you, and they all shook their heads and sighed.
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Walking in the bustling banquet hall, Commissioner Huang held his hands behind his back, raised his head and muttered with emotion.
"Oh, how can this be said? There are nine groups, but Carl is drawn into group H? There are nine groups, and the test question for group H is actually porridge culture? And he is assigned to the same competition area as the devil party?"
Spreading his hands with a smile, Commissioner Huang shook his head in relief and smiled, "Oh my god, it seems that God doesn't intend to let us enter the next round of the competition. Well, I guess we can fight back home soon."
Okay. It just so happens that this special correspondent really misses my little sheep car. Hey, that’s right, I’ll share this news with Lao Wei and the others. I think it will make them happy to death.”
Thinking of this, Commissioner Huang quickly ran towards Lao Wei and the others, eager to share this fun with them.
In the crowd on the side, Dongfang Qing was still toasting and chatting with several chairmen of Henan and Shandong. Well, unfortunately, several bosses of Henan and Shandong met Dongfang Qing's Donghuang Hotel in tomorrow's game. No surprise.
If so, he will probably die miserably...
No, several bosses are now speculating on what kind of delicacies the Donghuang Hotel will bring out tomorrow.
Faced with the very straightforward probing sounds of several chairman of the board, Dongfang Qing agreed with a few words with a smile, and then prepared to leave. But unexpectedly, several bosses were too enthusiastic and even wanted to show off their face.
Asking what kind of delicacies Donghuang Hotel will bring out tomorrow on the subject of fish culture, the answer is completely shameless.
Dongfang Qing was once troubled by these shameless bosses, but just when Dongfang Qing was being annoyed, Huang Xiaobei suddenly ran past her eyes happily and saw Huang Xiaobei.
Xiaobei and Dongfangqing's beautiful eyes suddenly lit up.
"Wait a moment."
Huang Xiaobei ignored Dongfang Qing, mainly because he felt that the beautiful Chairman Dongfang could not be calling him.
Seeing this, Dongfang Qing called him again with a smile.
"The handsome guy in front of you, please wait a moment."
Commissioner Huang immediately stopped, turned around and asked with a smile.
"You have something to do with me?"
Looking at Huang Xiaobei's playful and smiling face, Dongfang Qing couldn't help but cover her mouth, and the tender nostalgia in her beautiful eyes became even more intense.
"Well, I just called you. Come, I have something to ask you."
Huang Xiaobei was stunned for a moment, "Do you really have something to do with me?"
Dongfang Qing smiled and nodded, preparing to use Huang Xiaobei as a shield to get rid of the entanglements of several bosses. But unexpectedly, a boss from Shandong immediately saw through Dongfang Qing's thoughts and started to embarrass the female chairman of the board.
road.
"I said Chairman Dongfang, what are you doing? If you don't want to say it, just say it. After all, we are both tomorrow's opponents. This is all reasonable, but why do you have to act like this?"
The Shandong boss glanced at Huang Xiaobei and Dongfang Qing and said unhappily.
Dongfang Qing smiled and shook his head, and said in a very decent and generous manner, "Boss Jin, you misunderstood. He is actually a junior of mine, so I have something to tell him."
Hearing this, several bosses looked at the silly Huang Xiaobei at the side with suspicion, obviously feeling that Dongfang Qing was still fooling them.
At this time, after our special correspondent Huang Xiaobei heard the conversation between Dongfang Qing and several bosses, he probably understood what was going on. At that moment, the special correspondent stood next to the beautiful chairman and slapped his chest.
Showed his witty side.
"Yes, she is my second aunt, and we are relatives. Hey, second aunt, is my second uncle still alive?"
Looking at Huang Xiaobei's mean look, Dongfang Qing not only didn't get angry, but even covered her mouth and laughed. Her eyes looking at Huang Xiaobei became more and more gentle and kind.
Even this glib and incoherent look seems to be carved from the same mold. (To be continued)