My little mom is the richest man

"I'm not here to compete."

The Gaul chef slowly touched the counter and said slowly.

"Look, you see, what am I talking about? Come on!"

The system's voice is still so unhurried, anyway, with him here, Mu Qiu is basically invincible, so there is no need to worry about any problems.

At the same time, Mu Qiu also felt that he was a fake client. Why is this businessman not human at all?!

The host didn’t care much when he heard the words of the Gaul chef.

"It seems that our Gaul chef is really confident today! But even Napoleon has said that only a humble person can win the final victory, right?"

"No, no, I think you have misunderstood."

The chef stroked the kitchen counter slowly and said.

"I am here to retire."

To retire?!

As soon as this statement was made, an excellent effect was immediately achieved, and the audience was immediately in an uproar!

"What's the matter? He can beat that Huaxia guy fiercely, maybe he is the only person going now?"

"I'm going, this old man, looking at the rules, didn't expect it, didn't expect, is it so rebellious?"

"Now, I definitely saw it! When did Mu Qiu let this happen? Isn't he going to smash that guy's face?!"

"You all save your time and play it all day long. Is it interesting? I think today, Mu Qiu, the big guy, might really have to admit it."

The Gaul chef raised his eyes and glanced at Mu Qiu very contemptuously.

"I want to retire today, not for anything else, just because of this guy."

As he moved his fingers to the second floor, everyone's eyes were almost focused on Mu Qiu.

"I'm just because of this person. The reason why I want to retire... Because of this so-called judge, he doesn't deserve to be a judge at all!"

There are also various whispers in the audience. After all, here is the ability of Citigroup and China, which will never be recognized.

The chef who finished speaking took off the chef's uniform, turned and left.

"Then how do you think I am qualified to be a judge?"

Mu Qiu motioned to the manager beside him who was about to get angry, and she slowly stood up and said.

The audience held their breath, this kind of drama is really exciting.

"You are just a rich second generation, what can you know?"

The chef of Gaul didn't even bother to turn his head, said.

Others may not hear, but who Mu Qiu is, his hearing is not comparable to that of ordinary people.

"Then let's have a match! The judges are the audience. As long as you win, I will immediately apologize for your dissatisfaction with me."

A smile appeared at the corner of Mu Qiu's mouth, and anyone who knew him a little knew that as soon as Xiao Rong came out, he would basically have someone take care of it.

"You, are you insulting me?"

Chef Gaul stopped and said.

Everyone has held their breath and watched this big show.

"I have already made the conditions, and for someone like me, of course, it is impossible to go back. As for whether you listen or not, that's your business."

Mu Qiu knew that for such a person, he could only be excited.

"Haha, interesting,"

Chef Gaul finally turned around and looked at Mu Qiu.

"Okay, then I will compare with you."

At this time, the live broadcast room has basically exploded, and various claims have begun to explode.

"I'll go, this time is really interesting, dare Muqiu even know this kind of thing?!"

"Is my God Mu Qiu going to cook?! My God!"

"Impossible, impossible, is Mu Qiu looking for death? Competing with this chef in cooking, the difficulty is not generally high!"

"Okay, let's stop BB, where did the handicap open? Hurry up, I'm still waiting for a win."

There are already everything in the live broadcast room, and all kinds of comments are guessing Mu Qiu's strength.

At this time, the two of them are already in front of the stove, and the chef in Gaul can't help being a little proud.

Like this guy, what does he compare to me?

"I said Master Mu, this time, cooking skills, right?"

"It's good to know, why are you still in a daze there? Hurry up and fill it with Laozi."

"Okay! Make sure you clean up this white ghost so that his mother doesn't even know him!"

Both of them were already dressed and stood face to face.

The chef of Gaul also smiled on his face, took the towel, and asked: "Okay, then don't make any bells and whistles, are you ready to start?"