btmnovel Chapter 218
Chapter 218
Chapter 218
Chapter 218
Takeshi Miyamoto was so angry that he didn't speak for a long time, but the cold air emanating from his body made the surrounding reporters shy away.
Everyone knew his identity. The father behind him was a ruthless character, and he dared to be tough with their country. This was enough to prove the noble status of the Miyamoto family.
No one dared to disobey them there, even the fiercest underworld family had to bow their heads when they saw them.
After a long time, Takeshi Miyamoto spit out a few words slowly.
"You, I remember."
He quickly walked past Mo Fan, but felt a pain in his knee, and he fell out without any image.
The reporter's flash caught this, and the people under Takeshi Miyamoto immediately grabbed the camera and asked them to delete the picture.
Mo Fan snapped his fingers, and the flash lights gathered again. He is the boss of the entertainment company, and the media reporters are familiar with him.
With his signal, the embarrassment of Miyamoto Takeshi falling down was clearly captured, and the face of the Miyamoto family was completely lost by him.
Mo Fan walked past him and said with innocent eyes: "The land here is quite flat. A big man can't even walk. How can he go out of the country? It's a shame that he has been thrown abroad."
"you!"
Miyamoto Takeru pointed his finger at him, and before he could argue, the person had disappeared without a trace.
When he came to his senses again, the reporters were still taking pictures.
"Anyone who dares to put my picture out, let's try."
Miyamoto Takeru left such harsh words. He didn't believe that the media reporters here had the guts.
Until the next morning, his father called and scolded him. Takema Miyamoto turned on his phone and saw that all the hot searches were photos of him falling down.
They even added special effects to him, making him look like the stupidest donkey in the world.
"Handle this matter well, otherwise the Miyamoto family will not have you."
After finishing speaking, my father hung up the phone angrily, which was probably the most embarrassing moment in his life.
He called his subordinates and asked him to seize those newspaper offices.
"But all entertainment reporters, I will drive them out of this place, and those entertainment newspapers that don't know how to live or die, all of them will be shut down by me."
No one dared to disobey him.
"Yes, the subordinate will do it immediately."
The man in black disappeared, and he was the only one left in the empty room.
Takeshi Miyamoto breathed deeply and shallowly, unable to calm the anger deep in his heart.
He came to Longguo this time to teach these ignorant people a lesson, to let them know what real delicacy is.
But this progress is not very smooth. It has just started and it has fallen down hard. I don't know how to proceed in the future.
There is another game this morning, and it seems that they have to show some strength to let them know what is really delicious.
Takeshi Miyamoto sorted out his mood, put on his most expensive suit, and made a handsome appearance, thinking that the media reporters would give him enough shots, but who knew that when he went, it was deserted, and there were only a few gatekeepers left.
"The news that I'm coming, don't they know?"
The driver was sweating profusely when he was asked. This arrogant and selfish guy put himself in an arrogant position.
"Already notified."
The driver said something bravely, and received a solid slap in the face.
"Who told you to tell them, they are worthy of knowing my itinerary."
Takeshi Miyamoto vented his anger on the driver, and walked in swaggeringly.
The popularity inside is more lively than before. It may be that the previous incident was on the news, which made these people come here admiringly.
Wang Si's eyes are relatively sharp, even if he is sitting in the corner, he can see the arrival of the other party at a glance.
He hit Mo Fan with his elbow and muttered in a low voice: "Look at that guy's high-spirited look, as if he's just fine. He really has a lot of endurance in his heart."
"The Miyamoto family called themselves aristocrats 200 years ago, and they did all kinds of sneaky things."
Mo Fan sent someone to investigate, but the details of the other party were not very clear, but they got eighty-nine points.
Miyamoto Takeshi is the fourth son of Miyamoto Tenchi, and also the most domineering one.
The business of the Miyamoto family, Miyamoto Tianqi's most satisfied heir is Miyamoto Takeshi.
It's just that this guy has a shrunken cerebellum, and he is not interested in such a big business. Instead, he is very interested in cooking.
I have been a teacher since I was very young and learned about cooking.
At a young age, he has already achieved great achievements, but he was also stopped by his father.
This time, he came to participate in the competition without telling his father. If he hadn't been on the news yesterday, Miyamoto Tianqi might still be in the dark.
Takeshi Miyamoto's bet is very high this time, he can only win but not lose.
Winning can save face for the family, the matter of Miyamoto Tianqi just turned a blind eye and closed his eyes.
If he loses, he will lose the face of the country. He has said harsh words before, and he has no way out, so he can only bite the bullet.
The number of people participating in this competition has been reduced by half compared to the last time, but all those who are absolutely incompetent as referees will be eliminated.
Half of the people who remained were well-known, and they also wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to show their faces on this TV station.
Mo Fan was still placed in the corner, and he was still the first person to hand in his work.
Because the camera was not given to him, very few people know how he accomplished it.
This is what he cooks, a home-cooked dish, a tomato and egg drop soup, a dish that a three-year-old baby can cook.
Feng Wei, however, watched him serve the food with expectant eyes, and took a sip first, it was simply delicious in the world.
But all the dishes made by Mo Fan can be wiped out by a few of them.
Wang Si also followed suit and cooked some simple home-cooked dishes, but he was directly eliminated from the competition, which made him a little regretful.
When I came to the stage, I went to ask Mo Fan in private.
"It's also home-cooked food. Why can you advance smoothly every time, but I can't."
It wasn't that he was jealous, but that he was too curious deep inside.
"Maybe you're not talented enough!"
Mo Fan tasted some of his cooking, which he secretly brought down. The taste is generally not bad, but it feels like something is missing.
"There is a bit too much anise, you can put in an appropriate amount next time."
Mo Fan made a comment. Since his culinary skills have been upgraded, his sense of taste is unmatched by ordinary people.
Even if it is a grain of salt, he can separate every grain of it. This is the talent endowed to him by the system, which cannot be compared by ordinary people.
"Why don't you do this? I'll just worship you as my teacher. How about you teach me how to cook?"
Wang Si looked at him with great interest.
(End of this chapter)