Chapter 2433: Domineering female president

The Kitchen King Tournament is conducted in a live broadcast mode, which is a major test for the contestants' acting skills.
Of course, this model also brings great playability.
The audience can choose to watch the official cut-off version or the exclusive camera version of a single player.
Although McGonagall has not participated in the recording of the show in his previous life, he has seen the pig run, the last variety show, so he won't be nervous.
What Xi gave him is a stable and decent personality, not to be overwhelming, and not to be overwhelmed, only to perform steadily in cooking.
At the same time, McGonagall also received a player code for his bracelet.
The contract was operated by Xi, and McGonagall had no interest in this aspect. After the staff checked the equipment, he clicked on the player rules and glanced at it.
There are no unusual regulations. In addition to the basic confidentiality agreement, there are some restrictions on the personal character of the players. One of them should be newly added: "During the program, no contact with fans in any way is allowed. "
It seems that the program group was also frightened by the Jasper incident. In order to avoid trouble, it directly stipulated that the players should not contact the fans.
Xi said that there was a script for this show, but McGonagall didn't get the script.
Obviously, in the director's mind, the firefighter who joined him temporarily is a temporary player, and he doesn't need lines at all.
"Your seat is here, do you know the specific process?" The staff led McGonagall to a stove and finally confirmed.
"Yes." McGonagall nodded with a smile.
The competition process McGonagall has been thoroughly researched on the way to come, although it is a variety show, but the Kitchen King Tournament is really good in terms of professionalism.
Based on the players' on-the-spot performance, the on-site judges comprehensively score the players through multiple dimensions such as knife skills, skills, plate placement, and taste, and get the final score.
Even if the contestants take the script, there are always judges who can justify themselves through some clever rhetoric, thus lengthening the life cycle of this variety show.
Everyone knows that you have a script, but this intention is enough to make people feel sincere.
The program recording venue is very wide, and the Mocha Group places great emphasis on this program and directly gave the program group a whole floor for exclusive use.
The top eight players have been in place one after another, and many players have agents beside them making the final adjustments and whispering some words.
McGonagall glanced briefly over several players. He already knew their information, and his eyes fell on the judges' bench, the beautiful lady sitting in the corner.
The black dress is rather than intellectual, and the indifferent expression on that beautiful face is prohibitive. expensive
Nancy McCarthy, this distinguished eldest lady, just saved his life.
Of course, it looks like this.
As a direct bloodline of the McCarthy family, Nancy has a certain right to speak in the family. As the president of the Mocha Group, she is also the person in charge of the variety show of the King of Chefs Tournament.
What's the smell of domineering female president?
Perhaps she felt McGonagall's gaze, and Nancy suddenly raised her eyes and looked at McGonagall.
The eyes of the two met briefly, and McGonagall smiled in gratitude.
Nancy withdrew his gaze indifferently, as if smiling at his warm man and not catching a cold.
McGonagall raised his eyebrows, of course not to lose.
This kind of top white rich beauty can be soaked by brushing his face. He still has this expectation.
Then McGonagall briefly looked at the judges on the judges' bench. Most of them were veterans in the cook world, and the head chefs of some top restaurants.
Taking the long lifespan of dungeon residents generally, many of them have been in business for thousands of years.
An excellent chef takes time to develop.
A truly excellent knife worker, without ten or eight years of training, he dared not embarrass him.
So McGonagall has no doubts about the cooking skills of these lively and sophisticated old chefs.
"The Kitchen King Tournament program group has already opened the casting channel for you in Weibo, and provided good traffic support. By the end of the program recording, the pk value should be able to exceed 10 million." Xi came to McGonagall, Passed a glass of water, and said at the same time.
"Ten million is not enough. We have to prepare for the next game. The director will not change the rules for us in the semi-finals tomorrow." McGonagall drank his mouth and said calmly.
"Then it depends on your performance today. If your performance is worthy of attention, the promotion of the Kitchen King Tournament has never been stingy with traffic. This is more than anything else." Xi took back the cup.
"If that's the case, then it's okay." McGonagall smiled confidently.
Subversion, he is best at this.
Nolan Continental cuisine is too crude, but lacks some exquisite delicacies.
And the over-exquisite dungeon food, but it is a bit less smoky.
Then, let him add this firework gas.
"But, you really don't plan to do something?" McGonagall asked Xi, who was about to leave.
"I have done what I should do." Xi said, turning around and quickly stepping down.
McGonagall looked back, his bracelet was closed, otherwise he would like to turn on the micro tweet to see what Xi did.
The design of the stage is quite interesting. The semi-circular stage is lined up with eight separate operating tables, and all kinds of kitchen utensils are placed on the silver alloy countertops, all of which are provided by the chef.
McGonagall's console is very clean, but somewhat special.
Others have a set of knives, dozens of knives of all kinds, but he only has a generous style counter kitchen knife.
But he brought a stove, an open flame stove that is hard to find on the market.
The kitchen utensils in the dungeon, McGonagall had learned from Xi before he came.
Accuracy and automation are the biggest features. Even if it is a pure white, as long as you follow the steps set by the system, you can cook food that tastes good.
But... it's limited to getting by.
At the same time as the high and low limits, this kind of over-precision tool adds many restrictions, which is like putting a shackle on the chef and locking the upper limit.
Therefore, McGonagall chose to bring his own stove to let the people in the underground city see the true charm of cooking.
"This rookie doesn't look like a chef?"
"I heard that it was Jasper's accident. The trainee that the program team temporarily recruited from a brokerage company was probably here to show off and prepare for his debut."
"I heard that he is good at cooking and is a folk chef."
"Jasper was out and gave one of the top four places, but I don't know who can top it."
The game has not yet started. Several familiar players chatted, focusing on McGonagall's body, with a rather relaxed tone, apparently not considering McGonagall as a strong competitor.
McGonagall turned a deaf ear to things like a small group of players. If he was serious, he would lose.
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At the same time, hundreds of millions of dungeon netizens on the Internet are eagerly awaiting the start of the Kitchen King Tournament.
As a variety show with high ratings in succession, the Kitchen King Championship has accumulated a terrifying number of fans.
The cruel and efficient competition system, the wonderful culinary showdown, and all kinds of revelations inside and outside the show made the audience love this variety show.
And today’s micro-tweet, hot searches about the Battle of the Kitchen Kings are endless, especially the new player Hades Saipan who joined the Battle of the Kitchen Kings, and the accusations against Director Hollers are even more for the netizens to eat. Arrived a big melon.
It's a pity that the news seems to be blocked. Except for Hades's tweet, it is difficult to find relevant discussions on the Internet. Even the marketing accounts that usually like to eat human blood buns are collectively misfired.
Because of this, more people paid attention to Hades's account and wanted to follow up.
Just ten minutes before the start of the Kitchen King Tournament, an account with the Red V-certified ‘Dungeon Military Secretariat’ liked Hades’s forwarding message and commented: The people need a truth.
quickly:
"Military Secretariat" likes Hades's tweet!
The people need a truth!
Was pushed on the hot search list, and began to climb quickly.
Things fermented for several hours, and this was the first official account to end.
And this official account is very special. This is the only micro-tweet verification account of the underground city military, which represents the military's attitude.
The attitude of the military has always been very important in dungeons.
Since Marshal Ferdinand promoted the military and political reforms, the chaebols have begun to converge their tentacles to the military, and their attitude towards the military has also become restrained and cautious.
"Chief, the topic is rising very fast now, do you want to continue to drop it?" Amos ran directly to Lucian's office and asked nervously.
He felt that he was going crazy, the heat of the incident had just been suppressed, and he basically reached a plan to use heat for quelling the incident with the King of Kitchen Tournament, but he did not expect the military to suddenly intervene.
"How do you plan to drop? Delete the Secretariat's statement, or close the account?" Lucian sneered at him.
Amos's face turned white. As the director of operations, he naturally knew the authority level of the military secretariat account, which was at the same level as the presidential account.
Rank is a symbol of status and strength.
Not to mention him, even Lucian doesn't have the authority to block this account.
"Then... what shall we do now?" Amos said cautiously.
"We don't know who the military boss meant, but since the message was sent through the account of the secretariat, it represents the attitude of the military." Lucian said with a solemn expression: "According to the micro-tweet work rules, We have no right to interfere in any military actions, including speeches. All rights on this topic are removed and no restrictions are imposed."
"But, in this case, how does the Dixon family respond?" Amos looked embarrassed.
With the current popularity of the topic, once the authority is unlocked, comments and reposts are opened, and keyword searches are no longer restricted. It is estimated that the black material of Horace, Bart, and Charlie will be smashed instantly.
"What they should care about now is how to separate the relationship with Horace." Lucian gave him a calm look.
Amos was taken aback for a moment, and immediately revealed a look of sorrow. He looked at Lucian with a little more admiration, "I'm going to arrange the work of the technical department."
The office door slowly closed, and Lucian looked at the scenery outside the window with a smile on his mouth.
I don't know who the military boss meant, but this solved a problem for him.
Micro-pushing the position of CEO is inherently difficult. With so many forces entangled in it, it is impossible to meet the requirements of each party.
So sitting in this position, it is not enough to have business ability, but the skill of pushing and pulling is the first element of whether you can stay long.
Lucian has always been fair, and he will always be on the side of the strong.
The Dixon family and the McCarthy family were facing each other, and he was very embarrassed and headache, because these two were very strong, and he couldn't afford it.
But now that the military secretariat intervenes, that situation immediately changed.
The Dixon family and McCarthy family are no better than the military, and he has the micro-tweet business rules as a basis, so he did not hesitate to stand on the side of the military.
Soon, netizens discovered that Hades' micro-tweet comment area was opened, and the original gray forwarding icon was also lit.
"It's worthy of being a man covered by the military!"
"So? What is the truth?"
"Horace, a scumbag! I have a sister who was depressed by him!"
"It seems that I suddenly found a lot of sisters who accused Horace on the micro-tweet. Aren't they all true?!"
Hades’s micro-tweet comments increased rapidly. The top one was the comment from the military secretariat, followed by the three-year-old cute one:
Little brother Hades is super justice! I support you!

In addition, victims and acquaintances of the victims successively posted comments in the comment area, and they were praised in the front row.
At the same time, netizens searched for keywords such as ‘Horace’ and ‘Horace Sexual Assault’ and found many tweets that did not have any popularity.
Those micro-tweets that were covered in dust finally reappeared after the restrictions were lifted.
The accusations of blood and tears were completely hidden on the Internet, and the feeling of despair that the victims had nowhere to appeal made countless ordinary people empathize.
"Horace is not as good as a beast!"
"Bart, Charlie sexually assaulted!"
...
One by one, the hot searches were topped the front row, like a storm sweeping the online world of the dungeon.
The originally misfired marketing account seemed to smell the direction of the wind and began to join the traffic storm.
And Hades's tweet at the center of this storm has been liked and reposted tens of millions of times.
...
"It's over, this time is really over..."
In the film and television base, Horace looked at the micro-push, his face pale, and the cold sweat on his forehead slid down.
Bart and Charlie trembled even more, their faces as earthy.
The likes and comments from the military secretariat were like a three-sided sword piercing their hearts, and they were completely sentenced to death.
Looking at the comments, the fierce words of verbal criticism, and the big directors and celebrities who have been accustomed to receiving praise and flattery, at this moment, they have not recovered from the fall from the altar.
"I...I want to communicate with Master Fergus." Horace opened the bracelet with trembling hands.