Marvel's Fairy Chef

"You are my little Apple..." Not long after Fang Jie hung up the phone, the phone rang again.

"Hey, this old beautiful liar is really persistent!" Fang Jie couldn't help but feel a little angry when he looked at the caller ID and saw that it was still the same number. It's bad enough that a good debut show has become dog food. These scammers keep making harassing phone calls, which makes everyone angry: "You liar, if you harass me again, I will call the police." Alright!" As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Jie hung up the phone again.

Smith:…

"What's going on? Isn't the other party answering the phone?" McCleveland asked curiously when he saw the constipated expression on Smith's face.

"Orientals are so weird. I just said we were a food program team and hung up the phone immediately. I also called us liars. Boss, are you sure this is the number?" Smith was scolded a liar twice by Fang Jie, and he felt a little blocked. You A person who says he is a good person would be depressed if he was scolded for no reason.

"There must be something wrong with the way you speak." McLean took the phone and dialed Fang Jie's cell phone again.

"Hey! You're still excited, right?" Fang Jie on the other end of the phone looked at the caller ID and saw that it was still the same number. It seemed that he couldn't stop cursing.

"Master, let me tell you good news." Just as Fang Jie was about to show off his traditional Chinese curse skills, Fu Bo burst into the room with excitement on his face. "Good news. Richard used his connections to help us sign up for the All-American Food a few days ago." In the general election, young master, we can become famous now."

"What the hell? Is the American Food Show real?" Fang Jie, who was about to curse, managed to avoid choking to death on his own saliva.

"Hello, hello! This is Fang's Restaurant. How can I help you?" Chef Fang, who was holding the phone, suddenly changed his expression, as if you were a bitch for your hard work. Uncle Fu was watching. I was stunned. The young master's face-changing skills were so proficient, compared to the two-skinned face he used to have.

McCleveland chatted with Fang Jie for a few words, and after explaining all the details about the competition, he hung up the phone. He stared at Smith for a long time with a pair of fox eyes: "Look, I just said there is something wrong with the way you speak, right?"

"What the hell?" Smith looked at his boss speechlessly. This fat man spoke with a nasal accent. Few people could hear him clearly when talking to outsiders. If he hadn't been familiar with his accent after working with him for five years, otherwise Don't even think about understanding it. By the way, did the guy on the other end of the phone understand anything?

"Master, what did the other party say?" Seeing Fang Jie hang up the phone, Uncle Fu couldn't help asking nervously.

"It seems, probably...it seems...maybe...should...let us sign up next week?" Fang Jie touched his chin, who is he? Who the hell is this bastard who can make four nasal sounds in every sentence? Who can understand this thing? Fortunately, I understood the last sentence, which is next Saturday, but I didn’t understand the specific location or time.

Fu Bo: I thought you had it all figured out just now when I saw how enthusiastic you were on the phone. What does this mean? You always pretend to understand feelings!

Fang Jie put away the phone and turned on the computer immediately, which made Fang Ling, who was originally watching pornographic dramas on the computer, look dissatisfied.

"What are you doing? I just saw the exciting part." Fang Ling expressed extreme dissatisfaction with Chef Fang's behavior of taking things without asking.

"Don't make any noise! ​​Let me find something first." Fang Jie typed on the keyboard skillfully and quickly found the National Food Election webpage.

The National Food Election is a food column that has only emerged in recent years. It mainly collects some distinctive local food. The organizer happened to be Richard's high school friend. The latter had eaten so much of Fang Jie's food, so he naturally wanted to help Fang Jie and the others, so he recommended Fang's Restaurant to his old classmates.

"That's interesting!" After reading the introduction, Fang Jie felt so happy that the first place could actually be on the front page of National Geographic magazine. With our skills in opening and closing, it’s hard to be number one.

"Are you going to participate?" Fang Ling also read the program introduction curiously, and was really not interested in a fairy chef participating in any kind of food contest.

"This is a good opportunity for us to make a name for ourselves. Look at our current situation. We can't open for a week. If we continue like this, we will close down sooner or later." Chef Fang explained: "Just think, as long as we make our name known, Got famous guests