Picking Up a Gorgeous CEO for a Wife

Guo Donglin gave a mysterious smile, took out a document from the drawer, and pushed it across the desk to Guo Wei.

"Of course, it’s good news! Look at this, I just registered you."

Guo Wei picked up the document and glanced at it, his face turning as sour as a bitter melon.

"Father, what good news is this? I’ve already graduated from Nan Jian! Why do I need to undergo special training again?"

"That’s what you call graduating? That’s called completing a course! You’ll truly graduate after you’ve entered Dragon Group! No more nonsense! If you can’t make it into Dragon Group this time, don’t come back to see me!"

Guo Donglin glared at him.

"Oh..."

Guo Wei reluctantly picked up the application form, damn it, he was going to endure a few more months without women, with nowhere fun to live.

Seeing his son’s reaction, Guo Donglin laughed and said, "You rascal. Just keep grinning! See what this is?"

As he spoke, Guo Donglin turned the laptop screen toward Guo Wei, who glanced over subconsciously and, after seeing Yang Bingbing’s name, his breathing suddenly quickened!

"Father, Bingbing is also participating in Nan Jian’s training camp?"

"Yeah, why else would I send you to train again?"

"Father! Don’t worry, I will definitely come first in the training camp! I must make it into Dragon Group!"

Guo Wei’s spirit lifted immediately!

He had to puff out his chest and show his strength in front of Yang Bingbing!

He wanted to conquer Yang Bingbing!

"Good! That’s the spirit of a Guo family son! Plus, Xiao Zhang will go to Nan Jian as the Chief Instructor and will take care of you, such as arranging for you to be in the same group as Yang Bingbing."

"Thank you, father!"

Guo Wei was overjoyed; damn, he initially thought it wasn’t good news, but it turned out to be great news!

And a huge deal at that!

...

Qin Yu believed himself to be an avid eater, but today, he had met his match!

Moreover, this opponent was a shameless old man who took advantage of his age.

Whenever Zhao Muchen couldn’t keep up with Qin Yu, he would bring up respect for the elderly and love for the young.

This made Qin Yu quite helpless.

In the end, Zhao Muchen had eaten so much his belly was bulging.

"It’s a pity, if Chef Feng could work for me, that would be great."

Zhao Muchen licked his lips, looking at the food on the table but unable to eat any more.

"That’s easy, Commander Zhao can send your chefs over to learn a bit. After they finish their apprenticeship, if they can achieve half of Elder Feng’s skill level, that would also be considered a privilege."

"Ha ha ha! Dragon Head, you really know how to cut to the chase, I’ll arrange it right away!"

With that said, Zhao Muchen decisively dialed his adjutant’s phone.

The call was quickly answered; "Commander, what can I do for you?"

"Immediately bring Chef Lin and Chef Zhou to Feng’s Vegetarian Hall!"

"Yes!"

The adjutant hurriedly arranged a helicopter to carry the two men towards Feng’s Vegetarian Hall.

Chef Lin and Chef Zhou were Huaxia Country’s top-rated chefs, both of them confused as to why the commander had summoned them.

On the helicopter, the two discussed non-stop.

"Old Zhou, what do you think the commander wants with us?"

"What else? Knowing the commander’s temper, he’s probably made another bet! Hopefully, this time the opponent is reliable, and I hope Chef Feng isn’t someone who’s all bark and no bite!"

"Yeah, the previous opponents were too weak, totally unchallenging."

Soon, the helicopter landed in the courtyard of Feng’s Vegetarian Hall, and Chef Zhou and Chef Lin stepped out of the helicopter with restrained composure. To their surprise, there was no warm welcoming party they had imagined.

Only a waiter stood waiting in the courtyard.

Chefs Zhou and Lin were somewhat displeased. They were Huaxia’s top-rated chefs, and yet their counterpart treated them so dismissively!

"Please, this way," said the waiter, walking forward without knowing what the two chefs were thinking, and spoke politely.

"Is this the hospitality of Feng’s Vegetarian Hall? Where is Chef Feng? Why hasn’t he come to greet us?"

Chef Zhou asked with discontent on his face.

Chef Feng?

Reception?

The waiter was a bit confused and considered his words before replying softly, "I’m not too sure about this, you can ask him yourself when we get to the kitchen."

"Hmph!"

Both Chef Zhou and Chef Lin snorted coldly at the same time. Had it not been for the commander’s orders, they would have turned around and left!

The two made up their minds to give Chef Feng a piece of their mind!

Arriving in the kitchen with resentment, what they didn’t expect was that Chef Feng wasn’t there at all.

"Assistant Chef Klaus, Chef Zhou and Chef Lin have arrived."

"Hmm, you two, go help in the kitchen first."

Klaus said indifferently, not even lifting his head.

Help in the kitchen?

Chef Zhou and Chef Lin’s eyes widened!

Even in a five-star hotel, they had never done anything like helping in the kitchen!

A small Feng’s Vegetarian Hall, was this a defiance of the heavens?

The two stood still as if they hadn’t heard Klaus’s words, their necks stiff, giving him a cold stare.

Klaus acted as though he hadn’t noticed anyone nearby, casually tossing a spring onion into the air.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

Klaus’s knife moved continuously through the air!

Chef Zhou commented with a critical eye, "This sous chef has an unpleasant personality, but his knife skills aren’t bad, barely passing. He just made thirteen cuts! Old Lin, you can do fifteen, right?"

"When I’m in good form, I can do seventeen."

Chef Lin said with a restrained pride.

Just as Chef Lin finished speaking, Klaus looked up at the two men, displeasure written on his face, and asked, "Didn’t I tell you two to help out in the kitchen? What are you doing just standing there like fools?"

"Assistant Chef Klaus, I’m afraid there’s been a misunderstanding. We’re here to challenge your Godly Chef, not to help out in the kitchen," Chef Lin said arrogantly.

"Challenge our head chef? Ha ha ha ha."

Klaus suddenly burst into laughter, as if he’d heard the funniest joke in the world.

"You find it funny? Our commander sent us here to challenge Chef Feng and I hope Chef Feng has some skills! Don’t be easily defeated!"

Chef Zhou said coldly.

"Ridiculous, you frogs in the well who can’t even discern how many cuts I’ve made dare to challenge our Godly Chef?"

Klaus shook his head lightly.

"Since you’re not here to learn, you may leave."

Learn?

Chef Lin and Chef Zhou were nearly choked by Klaus’s words!

"Pretentious! It was just thirteen cuts, could I have seen it wrong?"

"Heh heh... Would you mind coming over to count the number of onion pieces?"

Klaus shook his head slightly.

The attitude of Klaus irked Chef Lin and Chef Zhou, and they stepped forward to closely examine the spring onion on the cutting board.

Then their expressions froze!

What the hell?

There were at least fifty or sixty pieces of chopped spring onion in front of them!

But they had clearly seen him make only thirteen cuts! This made no sense!

"You must have prepared some in advance! You only used thirteen cuts just now!"

"Since you’re courting death, let me make your demise clear to you!"

Klaus gathered the chopped spring onions into a bowl and picked up another piece.

With a whoosh, Klaus casually tossed the spring onion into the air.

Swish swish swish, the knife flashed chaotically.

Quickly, the chopped onion landed on the cutting board.

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