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Seeing this malicious smile, Zhou Meinuo waved his fist in preparation, "You brat, help me settle this matter, I will definitely thank you in some way," Zhou Meinuo said.

Zhang Le turned around and walked out of the ward and closed the door.

In his mind, he truly planned how he could compete with Stefan in culinary arts. He thought about what kind of dish he should be able to cook to defeat this American chef called Stefan.

This American chef called Stefan must have some skills as well, otherwise he wouldn't be able to beat the owner of the restaurant, Zhou Meinuo.

Zhang Le doesn't want to lose face, after all, this is the territory of our Chinese.

Zhang Le was thinking about all these, and he didn't even notice the people in front of him who were walking towards him. He bumped into a person and almost smashed his own head open.

The person on the other side nearly cursed out.

Zhang Le took a closer look and realized that it was indeed the same Doctor Lin Xue.

When Lin Xue, who was standing opposite of her, saw that it was, he also scolded, "Did you not have eyes? Did you hit your head on my body when you were walking?

Zhang Le was stunned, was this still the same Doctor Lin Xue he met yesterday? Why would he call himself an old lady?

He didn't think that a doctor in a hospital, a female doctor, would also call herself his mother.

Zhang Le laughed out loud, "Isn't this the most righteous Dr. Lin Xue in our hospital? Say that I don't have eyes, why would your eyes allow me to bump into you? "Zhang Le mocked.

Hearing that Zhang Le actually replied, Lin Xue rushed over and retorted, "You just bumped into someone yesterday, and today you bumped into me again, do you want to knock everyone else down?"

Upon hearing that Lin Xue was bringing up what happened yesterday again, Zhang Le was so angry that he couldn't speak anymore.

However, he was too lazy to argue with Doctor Lin Xue. After quarreling for an entire day and night and not getting a clear understanding of the situation, he decided to just let her go and clarify it with Zhou Meinuo. He still had some important matters to attend to, so he couldn't be bothered to stay any longer.

Then he said to Lin Xue: "Regarding yesterday's matter, you should ask about the person involved, I'm too lazy to quarrel with you," after that, he pushed Lin Xue away and prepared to leave the hospital.

Lin Xue was still trying to catch up! "You run into people and you want to run away. What an irresponsible person."

Zhang Le rushed out of the hospital without even looking back. He was afraid that if he were to be any slower, Lin Xue would catch up with him and argue with him.

In any case, when Zhou Meinuo tells him about this later, he will be clear about it. At that time, I will see where he will put his face.

Walking out of the hospital.

Zhang Le drove to his destination.

At the five-star restaurant at the end of South Road. This 5-star restaurant didn't mean that he had a 5-star restaurant, but because its name was simple and crude, it was called a 5-star restaurant, and this 5-star restaurant was his name.

After driving for 40 minutes, they finally arrived at the restaurant called the 5-Star hotel. This restaurant was really not bad. Looking at the layout of the restaurant, there were some small trees around as well.

Zhang Le parked the car outside and tidied up his clothes. He walked into the restaurant.

The waiter in the restaurant quickly greeted him and asked him if he needed anything. What dishes would he like to order?

It was almost noon and people were coming and going. It seemed that this restaurant really did have quite a number of popular customers.

Zhang Le said, "Give us the Egg-Fried Rice,"

Zhang Le said. The waiter felt as if he had misheard and hurriedly asked again.

Zhang Le said that he wanted to eat Egg-Fried Rice.

The waiter replied, "I'm sorry, sir. We are in a restaurant, so we don't sell Egg Fried Rice."

Zhang Le sat on the chair and said unhappily: "Isn't the dining area supposed to be a place to eat? "What kind of restaurant doesn't even sell Egg Fried Rice?"

The waiter said apologetically, "I'm sorry, sir. We don't have any Egg Fried Rice."

"If you really need to eat Egg-Fried Rice, you can go to another restaurant and try it out. "We don't have any here, I'm really sorry ?"

Zhang Le slapped the table and said angrily, "Your boss hasn't even been called over for the Egg Fried Rice!"

With Zhang Le's disturbance, all of the surrounding customers looked over.

"Hurry up and call your boss over to take a look. What kind of service attitude is this?"

The waiter ran to the front desk with a wronged expression. This waiter was really pitiful.

But there was no other way, Zhang Le had purposely come today to cause trouble, so he could only feel wronged by this waiter.

Zhang Le said loudly, "A restaurant doesn't even have Egg-Fried Rice, do you still have the nerve to open a shop to receive customers?"

The surrounding people were all discussing with each other. They were all curious as to why this person had come here.

The surrounding people were quite enthusiastic. After all, if they came to eat, they would be happy to watch a show.

Soon, the owner of the restaurant came over.

Seeing the reaction of the surrounding customers, the boss seemed to feel that this matter might be a little too noisy, so he quietly said to Zhang Le: "Sir, I'm sorry, we are indeed not here to buy or sell Egg-Fried Rice."

Zhang Le said, "You don't even know how to cook Egg-Fried Rice, how can you possibly have the nerve to open a shop? You guys don't even know how to cook Egg-Fried Rice, right?"

The boss replied, "Sir, you must be joking. We can cook Egg-Fried Rice, but our restaurant doesn't sell Egg-Fried Rice."

Zhang Le said, "People say that customers are the gods. Since you guys know how to cook Egg-Fried Rice, what would happen if I wanted to eat it?

The surrounding people chattered and started to discuss, as if Zhang Le's words made some sense.

When the boss saw this, he was afraid that if he did not make a copy of the Egg Fried Rice, the situation would continue to develop.

Therefore, he said to Zhang Le: "Since this sir here has such a request, can I cook the Egg-Fried Rice for you now? "I hope you will be satisfied."

Zhang Le thought that this was what he wanted. He just wanted to achieve his goal with each step he took.

So he sat down and said nothing more.

The boss immediately ran to Back Chef.

The sounds of discussion in the surrounding became a little quieter. The guests were also eating their own meals, and they felt as if they did not see the liveliness, as if their hearts were in a bad mood.

Not long after, a serving of Egg-Fried Rice was served and the boss followed behind him.

The boss said, "Hello, sir. I personally cooked this Egg Fried Rice for you. Have a taste and see if you're satisfied?"

Zhang Le picked up the spoon and tasted it. "Puff?" Zhang Le threw up his hands and shouted loudly. What kind of Egg Fried Rice was this?

In fact, to be honest, Zhang Le did not find this Egg-Fried Rice hard to eat. On the contrary, he found it tasty.

However, today was the day he wanted to achieve such an effect, or else he would not be able to solve the problem.

When the surrounding people saw that they were starting to get noisy again, they looked over. It seemed like the show had started again.

Maybe they just thought they were looking down on the liveliness, but now they suddenly felt it, and all of them were excited.

This caused the foreign owner's face to turn green, but he was also embarrassed to be angry.

He could only ask humbly, "What's wrong, sir? Are you still not satisfied? I wonder where it is that we haven't done well enough? "

Zhang Le watched as he pushed the rice to the side, and said with contempt: "Why don't you guys try it yourselves, and see if it's edible or not?"

Hearing Zhang Le's words, the waiter took a spoonful of soup and said. I feel that the taste is pretty good, there shouldn't be any problems.

Zhang Le tapped on the table angrily: "Your restaurant's requirements are really low. They say this kind of rice is delicious, and to tell you the truth, it's even better than what I've cooked."

Hearing Zhang Le's words, the foreign owner Stefan's eyes seemed to be burning with rage. From the looks of it, if there was any disagreement, Zhang Le would probably be stripped alive.

Zhang Le said: "Boss, you don't need to look at me like that. If you don't believe me, I will make a serving for you and let everyone judge it."

Zhang Le had not finished speaking when the surrounding spectators actually started clapping. These days, they were really people who did not fear trouble, and this matter originally had nothing to do with the surrounding people.

However, they were now much more excited than their clients.

The foreign boss couldn't seem to stop just because of this. They could only agree to Zhang Le's request.

Thus, Zhang Le went to Back Chef, who was in front of the shop, and cooked another serving of Egg-Fried Rice like he did this morning.

The second time he cooked the rice, he felt much more successful. He felt that the fragrance of the perverts was more competent than the first time.

When Zhang Le took out the plate of Egg-Fried Rice, the surrounding customers had not scattered yet. They were all waiting outside with spoons in their hands.

He looked like a fan waiting for a celebrity.

One by one, they took out spoons and tried Zhang Le's Egg-Fried Rice.

Everyone said it was delicious. He said that he had never eaten such delicious Egg Fried Rice before.

With that said, the foreign boss felt even more embarrassed.

He pulled Zhang Le to the side and said, "Mister, what are you trying to do today? "He couldn't be here to cause trouble for us, right?"

Zhang Le replied, "Boss, do I look like that kind of bad person? It's just that my friend asked me to help him, "he said.

"What is the name of your friend?"

I don't know if you remember Zhou Meinuo, but he was the former owner of this restaurant. Zhang Le patted his shoulder and said.

Hearing the name Zhou Meinuo, the foreign owners' faces stiffened. He was not extremely angry, but he was not very calm either. He looked at Zhang and said, "What's wrong? Yes, my cooking skills are better than his, so I naturally got the right to run this restaurant. "

"There seems to be nothing wrong with that, and it has nothing to do with you," the foreign boss continued.

"It has nothing to do with me, but this is my friend's business, so I have to take care of it for him. I have no other requests, today I will compete with you in cooking and if I win, I will return the restaurant's business to my friend." Zhang Le said angrily.

At this time, the foreign owner started to quietly size up the situation. Zhang Le, a young man in his early twenties, was no different from an ordinary person?

He was just thinking about how an ordinary young man would have the courage to compete with her, someone with more than 20 years of experience in cooking.

He was very curious, but also very confused.

The foreigner was also a proud man, and he did not think he would lose to this young man. He decided to grant his request.

He wanted to teach this young man a lesson and let him know that there was a mountain beyond a mountain, and a person beyond a mountain.

So he said, "Young man, if I lose, I'll willingly give the management right back to your friend, but what if you lose?"