After more than three hours of competition, the knockout round of the Master of Chef Competition finally determined the ten people who would advance.
Not surprisingly, Jiang Wantong successfully advanced to the finals with the second-highest score in the competition.
This made Liu Jinglong, who was too busy to come to the scene and could only watch the live broadcast on the TV in the store, very happy. He immediately called Zhang Dachuan to thank Zhang Dachuan frantically.
He had no hope at all for the Liu family's master chef competition.
In the end, he never expected that Jiang Wantong would reach the finals by relying on his hard power. This made Liu Jinglong overjoyed. He directly said on the phone that all Jiang Wantong's expenses in Bailong City were his, and he would pay him back later. There are demands for salary increases and bonuses.
After Jiang Wantong left the studio and met Zhang Dachuan, he told Jiang Wantong the good news, and then said to her with a smile:
"Okay, Chef Jiang, now you are the big winner, where do you want to celebrate your promotion?"
Jiang Wantong was not only relaxed at this moment, but also full of confidence in herself. She was full of energy and said with a smile:
"I want to go to the movies and have a big meal, and I want you to go shopping and buy clothes with me, just like other couples do!"
"I have grown up so old, but I have never been to a big city and watched a movie."
Zhang Dachuan was happy and distressed at the same time, and put his arm around Jiang Wantong's shoulders:
"Okay, then I will sacrifice my life to accompany you, go to the movies, have a big meal, and go shopping to buy clothes with you!"
As soon as the two left, Hu Xianlin and his assistant Xu Liang hurriedly walked out of the TV station and went straight to the private club where Liu Chenghao was.
When they arrived at the luxurious massage room, they saw Liu Chenghao sitting on the sofa in his pajamas, watching the replay of the MasterChef competition. There was half-drunk red wine on the table.
Seeing Liu Chenghao, Hu Xianlin showed a flattering smile:
"Master Liu."
Liu Chenghao glanced sideways at the fat bald man and raised the corners of his mouth slightly:
"Sit wherever you like, Master Hu."
Master Hu, the gourmet chef who was praised by thousands of people in front of the camera, nodded and bowed in agreement, and then sat down carefully.
After Hu Xianlin sat down, Liu Chenghao poured a glass of red wine for him and handed it over:
"Didn't we agree in advance that except for the contestants who use Longxiang pork as ingredients, everyone else will be eliminated as much as possible?"
Hu Xianlin instantly heard Liu Chenghao's dissatisfaction from his words.
He explained:
"The MasterChef Competition is currently only in the knockout stage and has not officially entered the exciting stage. If all the contestants entering the finals are contestants who use Longxiang pork, although it can achieve the publicity effect, it will arouse many people's doubts. Add some other elements, I I think it’s necessary.”
Liu Chenghao nodded, agreeing with this explanation, but still dissatisfied:
"But why did you give that woman high marks to advance?"
Hu Xianlin suddenly became confused:
"I heard what Mr. Liu said. It seems that he is not angry at my behavior, but angry at the person I gave high marks to. Is there some story behind this that I don't know?"
Liu Chenghao hummed:
"This woman is the chef of Mingyue Hotel. Mingyue Hotel is the property of my uncle Liu Jinglong. Her mistress is my enemy. She is still a partner with Liu Jinglong. Our two families are currently in a life-and-death struggle. You let her advance like this. , didn’t you slap me in the face?”
Hu Xianlin understood immediately, and at the same time, Zhang Dachuan's figure flashed in his mind.
He was overjoyed: He didn't expect that we all had a common enemy.
Hu Xianlin immediately smiled and said:
"I see, this woman has a grudge against Mr. Liu, isn't that just right?"
Liu Chenghao was stunned and looked at Hu Xianlin in confusion:
"what do you mean?"
Hu Xianlin stopped showing off, scratched his few hairs, and told what happened at the 4S store.
Hearing that Hu Xianlin was also disgusted by Zhang Dachuan, Liu Chenghao was inexplicably happy to feel sympathy for his fellow sufferers, and asked with confusion on his face:
"You have a grudge against that boy, and yet you give his woman high marks?"
Hu Xianlin chuckled:
"I did this on purpose. If not, how could she fall into my trap."
Liu Chenghao asked quickly:
"What trap?"
Hu Xianlin talked proudly:
"Everyone has sunk costs in everything they do. If I eliminate Jiang Wantong today, then she will not have expectations for the finals, and naturally she will not be disappointed."
"But now that I have her advance to the finals, she will have expectations of winning the championship."
"Once people have expectations, they will have desires."
Liu Chenghao listened and shook his head:
"Master Hu, you are looking down upon me. Jiang Wantong is not the kind of woman who pursues material things, otherwise I would have succeeded in the first place."
Hu Xianlin sneered:
"This is a bonus of two million, as well as the glory of the God of Cooking. It can be said to be both fame and fortune. For a chef, it is almost the highest pursuit. I don't believe she will not be tempted."
"What's more, all she needs to pay is just one night. As long as she doesn't tell herself, Zhang Dachuan will not know."
"Once this is accomplished, Jiang Wantong will become famous, gain fame, and make a lot of money in the future. Do you think there are many women in this world who can stop her?"
"And this is the hook I threw. Once she takes the hook, she will be beyond redemption. When the time comes, we will have her handle and we can do whatever we want."
After hearing this, Liu Chenghao couldn't help but nodded slightly, and had to admire Hu Xianlin's idea.
Indeed, once she enters the finals, facing the glory of the God of Cooking and a full two million bonus, Jiang Wantong may not give in.
Sure enough, ginger is still old and hot. This bald fat pig used to play with women, I'm afraid that's how he played.
However, Liu Chenghao still cautiously raised questions:
"What if she still doesn't agree?"
Hu Xianlin smiled slightly, holding the pearl of wisdom in his hand and said:
"Even if she is really a chaste and fierce woman who is not moved by money and fame, then I still have a backup plan."
"However, this matter requires some human help from Mr. Liu."
Liu Chenghao heard this and asked:
"Well, first tell me what your plan is?"
Hu Xianlin glanced at Zhao Lei next to him. The latter understood and immediately walked out, leaving the room empty for the two of them to talk secretly.
Hu Xianlin then leaned into Liu Chenghao's ear and whispered his backup plan.
As Liu Chenghao listened, he couldn't help grinning and laughing:
"Hahaha, the master is indeed a master, he is so awesome, he can do everything."
"Okay, that's what we'll do!"
He shook the red wine glass in his hand, watched the scarlet wine swaying under the light, and sneered again and again:
"In this way, no matter what Jiang Wantong chooses, it will be a dead end!"
"Zhang Dachuan, you want to become famous through the Master of Chef Competition, then I will make you famous this time, hahaha."
