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After Yuan Zhou got nothing from the search on the website, he started to practice his sculpting skills seriously.

Taoxi road was as noisy as usual, but the people passing by Yuan Zhou's restaurant all stopped to watch subconsciously and lowered their voices in case they disturbed Yuan Zhou.

As for France, which had a time difference of seven hours from Chengdu, the time was reversed to Yuan Zhou's lunchtime, which was 4:00 in France.

Chu Xiao had just finished his business in the shop.

"It should be about time." Chu Xiao took a look at the clock in the office and then took out his mobile phone to make a call.

The phone was picked up after three rings.

"Chairman Zhou, I'm Chu Xiao," said Chu Xiao.

That's right. Chu Xiao was calling Zhou Shijie.

"Chu Xiao? How come you have the time to call this old man?" Zhou Shijie's teasing voice came from the phone.

"Naturally, there's something I need to talk to you about," Chu Xiao still spoke impolitely.

"What's wrong? Are you coming back to buy me a meal when you pass by Taoxi road?" This time, Zhou Shijie's tone became more ridiculing.

However, Chu Xiao didn't notice it at all. His voice was still as arrogant as ever,"No, I don't have time recently."

"Then why are you looking for me?" Zhou Shijie said.

"The registration for the global chef's exchange meet next year has started." Chu Xiao reminded him.

"I know about this." Zhou Shijie nodded his head, indicating that he understood.

"That person should have signed up, right?" Chu Xiao said with certainty.

"That person? You mean that brat Yuan Zhou?" At first, Zhou Shijie didn't realize who Chu Xiao was talking about. But after thinking for a while, he realized that Chu Xiao should be talking about Yuan Zhou.

After all, among the younger generation in the country, only Yuan Zhou was worthy of Chu Xiao's attention. He even made this phone call specially.

"Yes." Chu Xiao didn't deny it and just replied with a light "hmm."

"He doesn't know about that yet. Yuan Zhou only has his culinary skills in his heart. He's not interested in any other competitions. That kid is even more boring than me." Although Zhou Shijie was ridiculing him, he couldn't hide the pride and satisfaction in his tone.

Chu Xiao remained silent for a while and didn't speak.

"That brat Yuan Zhou hasn't even finished his business in China." Zhou Shijie paused and then said.

Obviously, Zhou Shijie hoped that Yuan Zhou would walk steadily and slowly and not be in a hurry to develop his career internationally.

After all, Yuan Zhou was such a genius. If he couldn't figure it out, what would he do if he flew away again? Zhou Shijie now treated Yuan Zhou as a treasure.

"I think his goal is not only to make Chinese cuisines famous." Chu Xiao could tell that Zhou Shijie didn't want Yuan Zhou to participate. However, he knew Zhou Shijie's goal the best. Thus, he changed the topic and said.

"Of course. This is the wish of our generation of chefs. After all, our food culture has a long history. Naturally, we should let those Russians experience it." Speaking of this, Zhou Shijie's tone became much more resolute.

"This exchange can let people get to know him." Chu Qi said.

"You're right. I'll go and ask that Yuan kid for his opinion. " Zhou Shijie muttered to himself for a while and then said.

"Remember to inform me if you agree. I'm looking forward to it." Chu Xiao said with a confident tone. He firmly believed that Yuan Zhou would agree.

"Alright, I know you're itching for a fight." Zhou Shijie scolded him with a smile.

"Thank you, Chairman Zhou." Chu Xiao didn't say much and just hung up the phone.

"Yuan Zhou, I wonder how amazing your culinary skills will be at the conference next year." Chu Xiao stood in his office and looked at the skyscrapers outside the window. He couldn't help muttering to himself.

After putting down the phone, Zhou Shijie stayed for a while, which was rare.

"This competition can make you famous, but kid Yuan is still young." Zhou Shijie didn't want Yuan Zhou to be distracted by his cooking skills for other things.

For example, the number of invitations for Yuan Zhou to participate in the cooking competition or exchange of culinary skills was at least a hundred or two. However, Zhou Shijie declined all of them.

Only those old and experienced ones that were worthy of Yuan Zhou's attention would Zhou Shijie tell Yuan Zhou and then let him make his own choice.

"Forget it, let's see what that Yuan brat makes his own choice. When the time comes, I'll be by his side, and others will have to think twice before trying to poach him." Zhou Shijie immediately thought of a solution.

That's right. Zhou Shijie didn't want Yuan Zhou to be distracted by other things. Secondly, Yuan Zhou was too young and was afraid that he would be poached by foreign restaurants.

After all, the combination of Chinese and Western medicine wasn't the only thing that existed. Now, there was also the combination of Chinese and Western medicine in cooking. Zhou Shijie was naturally worried.

"This kid is so curious. He better not be interested in Western food." Even though he said that, Zhou Shijie still made a note on the schedule and prepared to go to Yuan Zhou's restaurant when he had time.

Time passed very quickly. Even with Yuan Zhou's supernatural speed, the Along the River During the Qingming Festival painting was still not completed.

"Three hours, 19 minutes, and 30 seconds. I've only carved one-third of it. It seems that I'm still too slow." Yuan Zhou frowned and was a little dissatisfied with his own speed.

"The Along the River During Qingming Festival is 25.2 cm wide and 528.7 cm long. It's indeed slow to carve 123 cm now." Yuan Zhou raised his head and looked at the picture in his hand, feeling it was a pity inwardly.

"When we can finish carving it in the afternoon, it should be almost done." Yuan Zhou cut off the Along the River During the Qingming Festival and then put it away in the small courtyard of the pub.

Obviously, Yuan Zhou didn't intend to give the painting away. After all, it was an unfinished work.

After tidying up the restaurant, Yuan Zhou returned to the restaurant and started to prepare the ingredients for dinner.

The shop's door was wide open, and people began to line up in no time.

However, there were three unfamiliar people at the front of the line. Although they didn't seem to know each other, they all had one thing in common.

All three of them were men. Two of them were wearing glasses, and the one who was not wearing glasses had small squinted eyes. He was thin and looked a little excited, and he was holding a plastic bag in his hand.

One of the glasses was very special. The lens was irregular in shape, and there were no frames on the side of the lens, only the two sides. He was dressed very fashionably, and one look was enough to tell that he was a trendy man. He was holding a pink lunch box.

The other man with glasses was much more ordinary. He was dressed in a white shirt and black pants and looked very refined. However, he was also holding a plastic bag in his hand with something inside.

Moreover, there were more than a dozen people holding things in their hands behind the line, which was quite a large number.

The person with high spirits among them was right behind Wu Hai.

"The guide said that it'll be super delicious with this noodle. I'm looking forward to it. I'm looking forward to it." The man muttered behind Wu Hai.

"By the way, I don't seem to have brought boiling water with me. How can I make the instant noodles? what about boiling water? will boss Yuan provide it?"

"How am I going to eat instant noodles without boiling water? what should I do?"

From anticipation to talking about boiled water everywhere, this person finally caught Wu Hai's attention.

"The compass doesn't provide boiling water." Wu Hai turned his head and said earnestly while stroking his small mustaches.

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