Urban Super Food City System

Uncle Huang knew how powerful this was, and nodded in approval.

Doing all this is also for the good of Xiong Zhang.

At this time, Yang Chuanbo was receiving several gourmets in the building of the Black Food Club in NQ City.

If there are other people in the catering industry at this time, they will definitely recognize that here are pastry masters from various places in SZ City,

"I said, Yang Chuanbi, what do you mean by inviting us all over to participate in your so-called dumpling food competition?"

"Yes, our appearance fee is not low. You can't just ask us to have a duel with you just because of a whim?"

"Although your strength is very strong, we may not be afraid of you!"

The pastry masters said one after another, each of them looked so unhappy.

"Oh, I don't intend to be your enemy, I just want you to accompany me to participate in the competition."

Yang Chuan said with an exaggerated smile.

"I promise you that the conditions will not change, but if you can defeat me in this competition, you will win the championship."

"Then I will give you extra bonuses!"

"That's the wealth you can earn in a year or two!"

"But if you can't even make it to the semi-finals, I think your appearance fees should also be lowered. After all, I'm not inviting some trash."

Yang Chuan tilted his head, thought for a while, and continued.

"Don't look down on me. After you invited me to participate in the competition, I have already watched all the previous videos of your dumpling food competition."

"The one with a little bit of strength is just that guy named Xiong Zhang. I didn't expect this guy to win three consecutive championships."

"Is your dumpling food contest held just as a joke?"

The pastry masters didn't give Yang Chuan any face at all, but Yang Chuan didn't get angry, instead he replied with a smile:

"That's why I need you qualified masters to participate in the competition!"

"Hmph, you want to use us to raise your level of competition? You can also better discover talents through this? Yang Chuanbo, you are very scheming!"

"Where is this? I'm just doing what I should do. Don't forget, I'm the branch president of the Black Food Society!"

When it came to the black food meeting, several pastry masters changed their faces at the same time, and their eyes looking at Yang Chuan became more vigilant.

"Are you here to persuade us to join your Black Food Association this time?"

A master said vigilantly.

"Where do you want to go? I'm really thinking what you said before, using your fame to increase the popularity and gold content of the dumpling food competition."

"This is a very good deal. If one of you becomes the champion, wouldn't the people who ask you to cook come one by one?"

It has to be said that Yang Chuan's rebuttal really tempted them.

In addition to the appearance fee and the prize money for the champion, there is also the popularity brought by the dumpling food conference.

All this is so fatal to them.

"Okay! I promise you!"

A pastry master readily signed the contract.

Someone took the lead, and others followed closely, signing their names one after another.

Yang Chuan looked at all this with a retort smile, but there was always a little evil in his smile.

In my heart, I said coldly:
"A bunch of old guys, if it wasn't for the fact that you are still useful, I would have deprived you of your qualifications as gourmets a long time ago!"

"How dare you talk to me like that!"