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Xia MA, who had been tormented early in the morning, was speechless.

So he wasn't a human, so he should have been woken up by Paul's demonic laughter?

Of course, not laughing didn't mean that Paul couldn't express his inner joy in other ways.

He changed his previous hurried steps and walked with two legs. He walked like a crab with eight legs, rampaging without fear and with an imposing manner.

"Eh, why are there so many decorations so early in the morning? is there an event going on?"

As he got closer, Paul saw a piece of A4 white paper pasted on the door. As he had no idea about Yuan Zhou's leave-taking mode, he thought Yuan Zhou was planning to hold some activities or something, such as takeaway today. Or news of a new product.

Although the piece of white paper was very simple and it didn't seem like it would inform him of such an important matter in such a simple way, which was definitely impossible for ordinary people, Paul believed in Yuan Zhou without a doubt.

As a person who was indifferent to fame and fortune and only wanted to improve his cooking skills wholeheartedly, the representative of the younger generation, the older generation, and the representative of the cooking circle, Yuan Zhou had a simple character in Paul's heart.

No one knew where Paul had come to this conclusion, but he was deeply convinced. When he could read the words clearly, he was immediately dealt a critical blow. There was no Chinese or English on it.

[Due to personal matters, I'm on leave for three days. I hope all diners will know.

[Master chef Restaurant has the final explanation]

The short sentence contained the cause, process, and result of the incident. It was clear and could be understood by any elementary school student, but he had to meet Paul.

Previously, he didn't know how to speak Chinese at all. He only started to learn it after he challenged Yuan Zhou. He was only one month younger than Yuan Zhou. To be honest, Paul's talent in language was not as amazing as his talent in cooking. He could barely read and write the Chinese characters of Yuan Zhou's name and the words "master chef Restaurant" only because of his Supreme worship of Yuan Zhou.

Instead of letting him understand the request for leave, he might as well think that it might be a little easier to let Yuan Zhou come back to open the restaurant today without asking for leave.

Although Paul saw the request for leave, he couldn't understand it. He just wanted to stick his head there, but he still didn't understand.

"Creak!"

Paul's ears twitched and he heard the familiar sound of a window opening. He turned his eyes and stopped pretending to study the leave of absence. Instead, he looked straight at the window on Wu Hai's side. He was already thinking about how to speak in his mind. He was thinking about what the first sentence he would say when Wu Hai showed his face would be able to overwhelm him in a domineering manner so that he would not have a meal competition with him anymore.

As a chef, he didn't think it was a problem to compete with him in cooking. However, he didn't have any advantage in eating. This was not good. It was also an improper thing, and he had to correct it.

"Compass is on leave, what are you doing there?"

The window was pushed open, revealing Wu Hai's dispirited face. He was so listless that he didn't have any spirit at all. The only reason he could speak was that he had just finished eating a bag of bread with salted duck eggs. The salted duck eggs were naturally pickled by Yuan Zhou while the bread slices were bought from man man's restaurant.

Otherwise, Wu Hai wouldn't have the strength to talk. As soon as Yuan Zhou asked for leave, it was equivalent to all his strength being drained. The key was that Wu Hai didn't have the opportunity to follow Yuan Zhou this time, thus he was helpless.

“……”

Paul felt that he might not have passed the English test as well. Otherwise, he wouldn't have thought that he knew the meaning of every word that Wu Hai said but couldn't understand them when they were put together.

"Head chef Yuan, you still need to take leave?" Paul obviously didn't react in time, and only said this subconsciously.

In his opinion, Yuan Zhou was not simply not a human, but a God Himself. There was nothing he couldn't do and he even needed to ask for leave. It just felt like a fantasy. No matter how he looked at it, he couldn't get the feeling that he was on the ground.

"He said he went to a meeting. I'm going back to sleep and keep my strength up. I'll eat less so that I can last until compass comes back. You can queue up by yourself."

Wu Hai waved his hand and directly turned around to go back. While he lay down beside the furry bear, he was calculating whether the remaining 10 salted duck eggs were enough for him to survive for three days.

On the other hand, Paul felt his head was buzzing. He had planned well just now, but he didn't expect that Yuan Zhou would directly hit him with a hammer.

Since Yuan Zhou had asked for leave, he naturally wouldn't open the restaurant for business. If he didn't open the restaurant, it meant that it didn't matter whether he was ranked first or last. The key point was that if Yuan Zhou didn't open the restaurant, he wouldn't have any more delicious dishes to eat. Therefore, he didn't feel good.

Moreover, he had just cleared his mind. He remembered that today was the day of Akara's meeting and the meeting would last for three days. Therefore, Yuan Zhou had to take at least three days off. According to his own habits, he felt that he had to take at least five days off after two days of travel, three days of the meeting, and one day of rest when he came back. When he thought that he couldn't eat Yuan Zhou's dishes for five days, he felt that the road ahead was dark.

"Ah? Head chef Yuan actually took three days off. That's really bad news. " The first thing Shema saw when she arrived was the lonely Paul and the conspicuous A4 paper.

Compared to Paul, the Indian named shermar, who had been learning Chinese for almost two years, was obviously more reliable. At least he could read the words on the leave notice and roughly understood the meaning. He could at least take three days off.

"What? Only three days off?"

Paul had already imagined how miserable he would look if he couldn't eat Yuan Zhou's delicacies for five days. He didn't expect that Xia MA would actually say that Yuan Zhou would only take leave for three days.

For a moment, he couldn't care about the fact that he couldn't eat. He didn't know if he was more amazed or impressed.

"I'm still far behind head chef Yuan in these aspects. It seems that I don't just have to learn cooking."

Paul stared at the request for leave, the expression on his face changing. No one knew what he was thinking.

Yin ya left early in the morning after pasting the leave notice. At that time, it wasn't the time for Yuan Zhou to get up. However, Wu Hai was indeed the first one to notice the leave notice. He was suddenly woken up from his sleep and wanted to take a look at the window. Then he found the familiar leave notice.

Then, he took a photo of the leave of absence and posted it in the group. This was also the reason why Paul had arrived so early this time and had not met anyone.

As time went by, there were still many people who would come to the entrance of the store to take a look before leaving. They would either go to work or do other things. They always felt that something was wrong if they didn't go there.

Compared to most people in the restaurant who were not in a hurry, Yuan Zhou's restaurant appeared to be a little busy.

When he arrived in Istanbul, it was 4:00 a.m. Local time in Turkey. Coincidentally, the flight to Akara would take off at 5:00 a.m., So Yuan Zhou only made a turn in Istanbul before taking a plane to Akara.

As the second largest city in Turkey, Akara was also quite well-known. As for Yuan Zhou, he followed the staff arranged by the Conference Organizing Committee to the reserved hotel to rest after getting off the plane.

The conference would officially start at 9:00 a.m. Local time. Yuan Zhou arrived at the airport at 6:00 a.m. Sharp and it would take him half an hour to reach the hotel. The only good thing was that the conference would also be held in the conference room of the hotel. Therefore, he didn't need to rush back and forth. Yuan Zhou was quite satisfied with that.

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