Upon hearing that the two bosses would participate personally, both Old Liu and Xiao Zhu showed expressions of guilt. They knew how much effort everyone had put into this competition, tirelessly refining the jam day and night, constantly overturning previous efforts just to achieve perfection for this day. Yet, unfortunately...
Had it not been for their greediness last night, such a thing wouldn’t have happened. Both were deeply regretful.
"President Cheng, my stomach doesn’t hurt anymore. Let do it!" Xiao Zhu gritted his teeth and said.
"Look at your lips, all chapped. It’s a sign of exhaustion. Where’s your strength? You can’t even pit a fruit. Going up there now will only make things worse and slow down the process!" Cheng Su said in a deep voice.
Xiao Zhu lowered his head with a face full of guilt, saying, "It’s all my fault. If it weren’t for..."
"Alright, this isn’t the ti to determine who’s at fault. Besides, it might not be your fault. It’s possible that you fell into soone else’s trap!" Cheng Su didn’t want them to bla themselves too much and said this to console them.
Fell into soone else’s trap? Does that an they were drugged?
Xiao Zhu’s face changed slightly, his lips trembling. Could it really be like this?
"I also have experience with making jam. Now, let’s review the formula proportions and the process." Cheng Su didn’t have ti to assign bla. At this point, investigating further would be aningless. The imdiate priority was to address the issue together. The competition was about to start. She had to confirm the procedures and then head into the fray herself.
Xiao Zhu and Old Liu imdiately perked up and began discussing with Cheng Su the proportions they had already determined and the precautions to take...
The bell rang, and people entered one after another. Reporters, spectators, and judges took their seats behind their respective naplates. Soone from the organizers took the microphone to deliver a speech for this competition.
Wan Fuyu, seated in Joy Soon Loy’s reserved section, noticed the absence of Cheng Su in Joy Soon Loy’s spot. He couldn’t help but look around. Had they given up?
It wasn’t until the organizers announced the entry of company representatives that Wan Fuyu saw Cheng Su and Ning Ge standing together, and he was taken aback.
Both bosses entering together—what happened?
He glanced back at Joy Soon Loy’s section and saw their employees. The two technicians he had seen yesterday now looked unwell and ghastly. Did they fall sick suddenly?
Wan Fuyu was no fool. With a quick thought, he surmised that soone might have tampered with Joy Soon Loy, rendering the two technicians unable to compete.
Wan Fuyu felt a mix of happiness and disappointnt. He had long wanted to compete with Joy Soon Loy; this was a rare opportunity, yet, ironically, sothing happened just at this mont.
However, with Cheng Su stepping up personally, could she handle it?
Wan Fuyu rembered that the Jam Company was founded by her own efforts, and she had personally made the pineapple jam back then. Now, it wasn’t impossible for her to manage.
With this thought, he began to look forward to the competition.
Cheng Su—he wanted to see just how capable she really was!
The whistle blew, and the emcee announced the representatives’ entry, signaling the start of the competition.
Cheng Su and Ning Ge wore pristine white work uniforms, with masks and gloves, covered from head to toe.
Ning Ge noticed Cheng Su was slightly nervous and deliberately put on a half-assed, rogue-like deanor as he said, "This is our first ti fighting side by side. How about we just play with them together?"
A smile tugged at Cheng Su’s lips beneath her mask as she extended her hand, "Alright, let’s play with them then!"
The two joyfully high-fived and entered the dedicated competition room, embarking on the first competition of their lives.
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