The Chef roared, "Idiot! I won’t listen to that idiot!"

"You’re impressive!" Grandpa Mei’s flagship store manager gave a thumbs up, "Looks like you’re competing for the Executive Director position next year?"

"Who said I’m competing!"

"Aren’t you currently opposing the current Executive Director? Isn’t that declaring war? Not listening has another meaning, which is wanting to climb up, doesn’t it?"

"Don’t be sarcastic with me, I don’t mean that, don’t twist my words!"

A young beautiful Chef ran out, whispered something to the waiter, and hurried off.

The waiter didn’t want to interrupt this war of words between the two old classmates, but now there was an issue that had to be reported.

"Speak!" The Chef frowned at the sight of the waiter’s expression.

The waiter was about to whisper in his ear when Grandpa Mei’s flagship store manager grinned, "What secret can’t be revealed? Do you two have an unspeakable secret? You two... hmm? Heh heh heh..."

The final laughter was extremely timid, terribly jarring.

The Chef directly took off his shoe and threw it, Grandpa Mei’s flagship store manager slipped, slid a distance away, and stuck out his tongue at the Chef.

"Childish!" The Chef snorted coldly.

The waiter didn’t know what to do, standing there dumbfounded.

The Chef frowned, "Just say it directly."

The waiter looked at Grandpa Mei’s flagship store manager, then at the Chef, seeing the Chef nod, he had no choice but to speak, "The food supplies are almost all gone."

"Impossible..."

The Chef looked in shock towards Little Taotie and the short White Person’s direction, the two had already changed positions, moved to a new table, and at this moment several tables were already piled with bones, obviously already eaten.

Which means when one table couldn’t hold the bones anymore, they moved to another.

Looking out...

The Chef froze on the spot.

He couldn’t even count, just felt dizzy.

Grandpa Mei’s flagship store manager clapped heartily, "Impressive, impressive. These are real diners, true Big Stomach Kings, just don’t know who will be the final winner!"

The Chef was startled awake by his clapping, finally coming to his senses, he licked his dry lips, his voice hoarse, "Go buy ingredients, must keep up the supply."

"They’ve already gone to buy them, but it’s awkward timing now, the market closed long ago, most of the chicken in the supermarket is frozen, defrosting takes a long time..." The waiter’s voice grew weaker under the Chef’s glare.

Grandpa Mei’s flagship store manager chuckled, "No need to make it so troublesome, just take them from our store."

"For free?" The Chef asked.

Grandpa Mei’s flagship store manager laughed, "Old classmate, in honor of our old classmate relationship, I’ll give you a 99% discount!"

"Why don’t you just die!" The Chef roared in anger, "Security, kick him out!"

Then there was a scene of a large-scale "cat-and-mouse", with security like a cat that never gives up, and Grandpa Mei’s flagship store manager like the craftiest mouse running swiftly on Wind Fire Wheels.

On the table, there was only one chicken wing left, and new fried chicken hadn’t arrived yet. Little Taotie was just about to reach for it when he saw the person across also reaching out, Little Taotie immediately sped up, his small hand almost leaving afterimages, grabbed it, and held a chicken wing.

Little Taotie tilted his head, happily holding up the chicken wing, "I’m going to win."

After eating this chicken wing, by count, Little Taotie would have one more.

"Don’t count your chickens before they hatch." The short White Person pushed hard with his foot, Little Taotie’s chair fell over, and the short White Person took the opportunity to snatch the chicken wing.