Yuan Zhou was still wearing the custom-made Han Clothing that he frequented. It was embroidered with a mythical animal with a dragon's head, wings, and a fish's tail, which had a strong mythical flavor.
The eyes of the Flying Fish Pattern on his body were solemn and earnest. When he looked straight ahead, he appeared dignified and imposing. Even though the blue Flying Fish Pattern looked gorgeous and exquisite, it still looked quite steady under the contrast of Yuan Zhou's solemn face and steady temperament.
He wore a leather belt around his waist, making him look clean and energetic.
"Zhi Ya". Yuan Zhou opened the door and walked straight out.
He took the elevator to the main hall. His boots embroidered with gold-rimmed auspicious cloud pattern stepped on the ground. Although it made no sound, it was still noticed.
"Boss Yuan?" The voice sounded surprised and astonished.
Of course, it was Wu Hai's voice. This guy had arrived in Shanghai early in the morning and was going through the check-in procedures. As for the reason why he came, it was naturally to eat.
"Um." Yuan Zhou nodded and didn't say much. He prepared to step out of the door.
"You go ahead. I'll go and have a look." Wu Hai immediately dropped the luggage in his hands and chased after Yuan Zhou, ignoring the surprised look of the receptionist.
Wu Hai walked to Yuan Zhou and sized him up without a trace. Then, he asked curiously, "Boss Yuan, Boss Yuan, what are you going to do?"
It was known that the dawn in Shanghai was very late in winter. At this time, it was still dark outside and even the sun was sleeping.
Moreover, Yuan Zhou didn't look like he was going out for a jog.
"I'm going for a walk." Yuan Zhou originally wanted to say he was going to watch the sunrise. However, a cold wind blew outside the door and it was dark outside. Therefore, he changed his words.
"What's there to see at this time?" Wu Hai felt that Yuan Zhou was sleepwalking.
"The receptionist is calling for you." Yuan Zhou didn't answer but turned his head and signaled.
"It's okay. I'll go over in a moment. Boss Yuan, you're dressed so gorgeously in the morning. Are you going on a date?" Wu Hai suddenly thought of Ling Hong and asked casually.
"No." Yuan Zhou denied it decisively.
"Then where are you going at this time? It's not even dawn yet. "Wuhai asked curiously.
"Taking a stroll." Yuan Zhou changed to a more reliable adjective.
"Well, take your time. Shall we have breakfast together later?" Wuhai immediately became a foodie when it came to food.
"No need. I have something to do." Yuan Zhou took a few steps forward and then refused.
"Boss Yuan is so strange. Why is he wearing such gorgeous clothes at this time of the day? How strange. "Wu Hai stroked his mustache and walked back to the front desk with a puzzled expression.
"This guy looks like he's sleepwalking," Wuhai muttered to himself.
Yuan Zhou, on the other hand, gauged the distance with his eyes.
"Yeah, the media will probably come in from the main entrance. That way, they can see me at a glance. After all, I'm more conspicuous." Yuan Zhou was gesturing the precautions for entering the main entrance.
When they went abroad for the exchange, the Japanese chefs were the home ground and there was no room for him to display his skills. But it was different at home.
Therefore, Yuan Zhou was striving to maintain a perfect posture in front of the media. It was time to show the outstanding demeanor of a prince charming.
"It's said that Yunshen Media will do a live broadcast on the Internet and the number of viewers will be quite large. The Chengdu Daily will also come. Well, there's also China Daily, which will report all over the country." Yuan Zhou muttered.
These were all the information of the media that Zhou Shijie told him. Yuan Zhou didn't feel nervous at all. He was just practicing for the entrance tomorrow.
Time passed by minute by minute and the doorman of Jiali Hotel also began to change shifts.
"Hey, what's wrong with your uniform? You didn't even bring your bow tie. Hurry up and put it on. Otherwise, you'll be fined." At that time, a voice passed into Yuan Zhou's ears.
"You're so annoying. You have to wear the uniform every day. I can't even wear my own clothes. Got it. Put it on immediately." The doorman who was reminded complained straightforwardly.
"Don't say that. You definitely have to wear the uniform. Don't let the supervisor hear you." Another doorman who had just reminded him said immediately.
"Got it. Got it." Another doorman answered impatiently.
On the other side, Yuan Zhou, who had heard the whole process, was now a little stiff.
He was like a wooden stake that had been nailed on the spot for a long time.
Only after a long time did he come to himself.
"Damn it. It seems that I will also have to wear the chef's uniform at the exchange of pointers meeting tomorrow." Only the words "chef's uniform" were echoing in Yuan Zhou's heart. He looked forward with a stupefied expression.
"So why did I bring the Flying Fish Costume here?" Yuan Zhou adjusted his sleeves subconsciously and still hadn't come to himself.
That's right. Although there was no rule that Yuan Zhou had to wear any clothes when he came to the exchange of pointers meeting, the formal chef's uniform was a must.
Although Yuan Zhou would also choose to wear the Han Chinese costume, it was made to look more formal and convenient. However, it was impossible for him to use the Flying Fish Costume to cook dishes.
"Holy sh * t." Yuan Zhou felt 10,000 curses running through his heart.
With a sound of "Dadada Ta", Yuan Zhou walked back to the hotel quickly and took the elevator to his floor, preparing to take a rest.
With a sound of "Ding", he directly swiped the card to open the door. Looking at the warm light, Yuan Zhou changed into his casual clothes calmly.
"The temperature outside was quite cold just now. Don't wear too much tomorrow. Otherwise, it won't be easy for you to move around." While saying that, Yuan Zhou put away the clothes.
He behaved as if he had just gone to test the winter temperature of Shanghai, which was quite natural.
As a prince charming, Yuan Zhou would never admit his stupidity just now.
To describe it with a famous saying, "When a duck dies, its mouth is still hard." (Stubborn)
In the morning, Yuan Zhou specially went to see Zhou Shijie.
After all, Yuan Zhou was indeed the last one to arrive. Even Chu Xiao from France had arrived the day before yesterday. Therefore, Yuan Zhou went to thank Zhou Shijie.
"Chairman Zhou, sorry to bother you with the exchange of pointers meeting." Yuan Zhou said courteously and earnestly.
"Alright. There's nothing much to do today for you and Chu Xiao. You can go and play by yourself. I have a lot of things to do here. The exchange of pointers meeting will officially begin tomorrow and someone will specially invite you." Zhou Shijie waved his hand and said indifferently.
"Ok. I'll go to the venue to have a look." Yuan Zhou nodded his head.
"Go ahead. Chu Xiao is on the same floor as you. He should still be suffering from jet lag." Zhou Shijie suddenly said to Yuan Zhou.
"Um." Yuan Zhou didn't think much. He nodded his head and then turned around and left.
Seeing Yuan Zhou leave, Zhou Shijie sighed with emotion and said, "I wonder which of the two is better at cooking."
After walking out of the door, however, Yuan Zhou went to the venue directly. He didn't intend to look for Chu Xiao.
In Yuan Zhou's opinion, they were neither friends nor enemies. They should be competitors. This time, Yuan Zhou wanted to defeat Chu Xiao and also felt that he could defeat him.
"Nobody can defeat my sharp eyes. Besides, I ate two steamed meat buns with soy sauce this morning." Yuan Zhou thought confidently. It was unknown what was the connection between what he was thinking.
While walking to the venue, Yuan Zhou didn't know that Chu Xiao wasn't suffering from jet lag. Instead, he was reading a document with great interest.
"Interesting. This Tengyuan surprisingly came. It seems that I have to thank Yuan Zhou." Chu Xiao revealed a smile when he saw the name list of the exchange of pointers meeting.
"I just don't know if Yuan Zhou can take off the hat that he knows Chinese Cuisine the best. After all, he is a person with a golden tongue." Thinking of the dishes cooked by Yuan Zhou, Chu Xiao suddenly thought of that.
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