Chapter 272: Wei Yiyun is running away (Five more flowers!)

"Do you dare to hit me?"
The vice president held his swollen cheeks and stared at Zhang Ziling incredulously.
"Do you know what you are doing?"
Snapped!
Crisp sound.
Zhang Ziling slapped another backhand.
"Of course you know." Zhang Ziling smiled slightly and whispered: "Slap you in the palm!"
"You dare to be a judge! Your qualifications have been disqualified, get out of the arena as soon as possible!" The vice president finally got angry and shouted hysterically at Zhang Ziling.
"He was not a contestant originally, what use do you say these words?" At this moment, Hu Yidao stood up and looked at the vice chairman mockingly, "This stall is mine, and I am the contestant!"
"He was the former God of Cookery in China! Hu Yidao! The person who was the closest to the God of Cookery in the world was once Huaxia!" Some diners recognized Hu Yidao and exclaimed!
"This stall is actually made by Hu Yidao! No wonder the young chef can cook that level of deliciousness. Turns out to be the apprentice of Hu Yidao!"
A crowd of diners had heated discussions.
"It seems that this weird person is quite famous in the food world!" Wei Yiyun saw that the diners began to discuss Hu Yidao fiercely, and he couldn't help but curl his lips. "No wonder the temper is so weird? It's better for Ziling to do what he says. It's so delicious!"
Hearing Wei Yiyun's ridicule, Hu Yidao's brows jumped. After all, even Hu Yidao himself has to admit that Zhang Ziling's dishes are indeed good!
The world's top level!
"I care who you are? This kid has to pay a price for hitting me!"
At this time, the vice president has become hysterical, and he has been slapped twice in public, and has slapped his remaining sanity to nowhere!
What the vice president thinks now is the person who slapped him!
"What happened here?"
At this moment, an old man walked over surrounded by many people and asked coldly.
The old man exuded the aura of a superior, causing the surrounding diners to stand back subconsciously.
"President, this chef used the knives and ingredients in the venue without permission, and at the same time physically attacked me for no reason." The vice president saw that the old man came over, his expression changed slightly, and he hurriedly Said.
"Is there such a situation?" The old man frowned, looked at the vice president who had swollen into a pig's head, and couldn't help asking.
"It's all this guy doing things, and being beaten deserves it."
"That is, relying on my own power to be unscrupulous, if I were to slap him, I would slap him a few times!"
"What kind of vice-chairman, what do you think he is proud of?"
At this time, the surrounding diners spoke up and cursed the vice president one after another.
Quite a few of the people who come here are from good backgrounds. Many of them are upper-class people in Kyoto. Naturally, they are not afraid of the vice president of the food association. Of course, they can scold as they please!
They don't need to look at his face anyway.
The vice president's face became extremely ugly when he heard the insults from the surrounding crowd.
The old man glanced at the vice president coldly. Of course he knew what this person was. He usually relied on his own power to act unscrupulously in various high-end restaurants, but no matter what he was, he was a member of the food association and he had to be punished. It can be punished internally, otherwise the food association will be lost!
Thinking of this, the old man looked at Zhang Ziling again, and said coldly: "No matter what he said, beating is not right after all. Besides, if you cook on the court without a license to participate, you are suspected of cheating and disrupt the court at the same time. Order, interfere with the judges' judgment."
"Security, take them down and transfer them to the police station." The old man glanced at Zhang Ziling and the people behind him, and then said lightly.
"Why are you like this?" Le Xuan couldn't listen anymore at this moment, and she stood up and faced the old man, "Hand over to the police station whenever you want, who do you think you are?"
"I am the chairman of the Zhang Group, the chairman of the Kyoto Gastronomy Association, and a national cooking master!" The old man looked at Le Xuan and said lightly, "This World Cookery Competition is hosted by our Zhang Group. Do you think I am qualified? "
Le Xuan was silent when she heard the old man's words. She had heard of the Zhang Group, and it was an enterprise under the Zhang family.
The Zhang family is a well-known family in Kyoto, and the family power is much stronger than their music family.
When the surrounding diners heard what the old man said, their expressions changed slightly. The three titles the old man said contained too much gold!
"Now little brother is in trouble."
"I'm afraid Hu Yidao can't keep him. After all, Hu Yidao hasn't appeared in the food court for a long time. The new generation of chefs has grown up, and the prestige is not as good as before."
"Unexpectedly, Zhang Jiajia advocated that Shao is the president of the Gastronomy Association. No wonder the Kyoto Gastronomy Association is so tough. It turns out that there is such a big backstage! I am afraid that even if you are a Hu Yidao or a God of Cookery, you can only take care of yourself, right?"
The surrounding diners began to whisper. Although the Zhang family is not a top family in Kyoto, its energy is not small, especially in this area of ​​Kyoto, it can be called a giant!
Zhang Shao said that he would send them to the police station, so he really had to go in.
At this time, the surrounding diners did not dare to speak for Zhang Ziling, for fear of offending Zhang Shao. After all, most of them here are decent people, and they might be dealing with the Zhang family in the future. It will be troublesome later.
Seeing that Le Xuan was silent, Zhang Shao couldn't help but smile, then looked at Zhang Ziling and the others slowly said: "But I'm not the kind of rigid person, did you make the fried salmon just now? Very good, if you and Hu Yidao agreed to be the chef of our Zhang family, and I won’t be held accountable for the previous ones. I can also give you a qualification certificate!"
"President!" The two vice presidents who were swollen into pigs' heads suddenly changed their expressions when they saw Zhang Shao say this!
Working as a chef in the Zhang family means that life will be very moist in the future. How can such a vice president tolerate it? The little chef who beat him will become so angry in the future, which makes the vice president very upset!
"Shut up!" Zhang Shao glanced at the vice chairman, and was so frightened that he closed his mouth quickly and dared not speak any more.
"How are you thinking about it? Enter the game or be my chef?"
Zhang Ziling looked at Zhang Shao with a threatening look in his eyes, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly. When he was about to speak, he heard an angry female voice!
"What are you? You want my Ziling to be a chef? Are you impatient?"
Wei Yiyun stood up directly, looked at Zhang Shao impatiently, and cursed angrily.
The diners around saw a big beauty who was talking, their eyes lit up, but they sighed again.
The girl is young and ignorant, and if she provokes such a big man, she is afraid it will be difficult to end...
Zhang Ziling looked at Wei Yiyun's madness, couldn't help but shook his head and smiled.
Little girl, who is your Ziling?
"Little girl, do you know if you want to respect the old and love the young? If you speak like this, be careful that the evil comes out of your mouth!"
Zhang Shao couldn't help but his face sinking when Wei Yiyun spoke like this, and looked at Wei Yiyun threateningly.
"Misfortune comes from the mouth? Grandma, I never thought about it!" Wei Yiyun looked at Zhang Shao with a sneer. She is a grand daughter of the Wei family, can she tolerate a small Zhang family arrogant in front of her?
Does this family want Ziling to be a chef? Do you think you have lived long enough?
Thinking of this, Wei Yiyun couldn't help laughing and took out his mobile phone directly.
"You wait for me!"