Vol 10 Chapter 1212: That man's surname is Qin

Yes, Fu Zhendong can prepare all this, in order to press Qin Luo's little tail from the sky.
Simply things went well.
After doing all this, Fu Zhendong gestured to Cameron who was on the side, "Professor Cameron, please..."

As always, the business of Yanjing Hotel is still very hot.
Diners from all directions gathered here to enjoy this gourmet feast.
"Speaking of the Yanjing Hotel, there is still a problem. It is rumored that anyone who solves it will get 100,000 yuan in cash. Unfortunately, it was cracked half a year ago. Otherwise, we can try..."
At the dinner table, Fu Zhendong said with a smile.
The dining table has a special meaning in China. It is not only a place to eat, but also a place to socialize. No matter what friendships, they are brothers after a meal.
"Fu Yuan really wants to know who took the bonus?" Qin Luo's eyes narrowed when he heard Fu Zhendong's words.
"You know?" Fu Zhendong was interested.
Almost all Yanjing people at Yanjing Hotel know that countless people have targeted the answer to the puzzle on the spot. Fu Zhendong is no exception. He is certainly interested.
"Of course I know that I was there when I solved the mystery." Qin Luo shrugged and said without a smile.
"Oh?" Fu Zhendong became more interested when he heard Qin Luo's words.
He never expected Qin Luo to be a witness to the mystery.
"Who is it?" Fu Zhendong asked curiously.
Who?
If you say it, you may not believe it. If you are far away from the horizon, you are the master.
Even though he thought so, Qin Luo didn't say it directly.
Wang Po selling melons and boasting about this kind of thing, speaking from a school bully, this simply pulled Qin Luo down.
"Guess..." Qin Luo said with a smile.
guess?
"Guess", how do you guess? Do you want to come out and guess the surname slowly?
"Give a scope?" Fu Zhendong spit out these words after hesitating for a while.
range?
Qin Luo looked around the hotel for a week, then said seriously, "He is in this hotel."
right here?
A gleam of light flashed in Fu Zhendong's eyes.
In an instant, he had a resolution in his heart.
The person who can solve the riddle must be a person with a very good cooking skill, and how many such people can there be here? Aside from the hotel’s own chef, there are very few people left.
Soon Fu Zhendong set his sights on a middle-aged man.
Chief Quanjude!
"It's Master Zhang from Quanjude, right?" Fu Zhendong said confidently.
Quanjude? Master Zhang?
Sorry, sorry, this handsome forced his surname Qin.
"No." Qin Luo shook his head.
"Is that Master Liu from Sheraton?"
"No!"
Not yet?
Fu Zhendong looked around. There were only two chefs in the restaurant. Who else would they have?
Suddenly, from the corner of his eye, Qin Luo's mouth was smiling.
Emmmm, is it Qin Luo?
But thinking about it, Fu Zhendong shook his head.
He can't remember what special talent Qin Luo has in the kitchen.
After hesitating for a moment, Fu Zhendong asked, "Qin Luo, just tell me, who is that person?"
To be honest, Qin Luo didn't want to pretend to be compelling, but he was always accompanied by Qin Luo.
"That person's surname is Qin!" Qin Luo smiled.
Fu Zhendong:? ? ?
Qin?
Is there a chef named Qin here?