Time quickly came to the afternoon, and as the representative of the participating restaurant, Yu Wuwei naturally had to arrive at the venue early.

The family of three drove directly to the underground parking lot of Century Star.

Since there is a match going on today, there is still some time before the match and there are basically not many parking spaces in the underground parking lot.

However, Yu Wuwei and his friends don't have to worry about parking. As a participating hotel, Century Star has specially opened a parking space for them. Each participating hotel will have a parking space reserved for them.

As long as the vehicle enters with the entry certificate, it can be parked after verification by security. Of course, only one car is allowed.

Liu Miaozi had already handed Yu Wuwei's participation certificate a few days ago. With such convenience, he naturally would not make things difficult for himself by competing with the guests for a parking space.

After checking it, the security guard immediately handed it back respectfully and put Yu Wuwei's car into the reserved parking area.

Watching the car slowly pull up to the parking space, the security guard was still puzzled: What's going on? How can a country bumpkin like this driving a Wuling Hongguang get a race certificate?

It's no wonder that he couldn't figure it out. This cooking competition is the top competition in Linhang City. Those who are qualified to receive the invitation are all the top chefs in the entire Linhang City.

Only the champion who stands out among these chefs is qualified to be called the best chef in Linhang and be recognized by the people of the city.

However, which top chef like this is not loyal to the top hotels in the city?

A hotel like this should be at least three-star, right? And it has to be a top-tier three-star hotel, otherwise it wouldn't be eligible for an invitation to Century Star.

However, the participating chefs sent by hotels with three stars or above would not drive a Wuling Hongguang, right?

This competition can be said to be the top event in the entire Linhang catering industry. Every move represents the reputation of the restaurant to which one belongs. What does this person mean by driving a Wuling Hongguang?

Chaoxianju? Which three-star hotel is this? He seemed to have never heard of it!

Compared to the doubts of the parking lot security guard, the representatives of the participating hotels who also came in were a little dissatisfied.

As soon as Yu Wuwei and his family of three got out of the car, they saw a limited edition top-of-the-line Mercedes-Benz SUV driving over and parking in a parking space nearby.

A middle-aged man with a fat face and a big belly walked down from the back, followed by a younger young man who was only a few years older than Yu Wuwei, and also had a certificate of participation.

The two looked at Yu Wuwei's family of three, and finally their eyes fell on the competition certificate in Yu Wuwei's hand, and they frowned subconsciously.

The middle-aged man leading the group looked unhappy and said in a cold voice, "What's going on here at Century Star? Isn't this supposed to be a city-level cooking competition? How come anyone can participate?"

Obviously, he saw that Yu Wuwei's family were not dressed very luxuriously and their car was just a Wuling Hongguang, which he totally disdained. He thought they were country bumpkins from nowhere and was unhappy that they could participate in the competition.

The young man behind was obviously an assistant, probably an apprentice or something, and this time he was probably here to help in the kitchen. Hearing this, he agreed, "Maybe he got in through the backdoor from somewhere. Why bother? Isn't that how it is these days? There are always some people who want to gain fame by using an excuse."

Obviously, he thought that Yu Wuwei and his team had used the backdoor of a certain Century Star executive to use this competition to enhance their fame.

For those unknown small hotels, as long as they can sneak in and participate in a top-level cooking competition like this one, even if they only come in last, it will be a huge improvement and will be of great benefit to their future business.

The middle-aged man in front was even more dissatisfied after hearing this. He looked at Yu Wuwei and his family of three with disdain and said, "I didn't expect Century Star to do such a thing. Letting a small restaurant from who knows where participate in today's competition really lowers the level of this competition!"

"It would be dishonorable for me to compete with such a person even if I win!"

The two of them were mumbling to themselves, not even trying to lower their voices when they spoke. It was obvious that they did not take Yu Wuwei and the others seriously at all. Even the driver behind them gave them a disdainful look.

Yu Wuwei narrowed his eyes upon hearing this, but said nothing. Liu Huizhen was furious, and if Yu Chenhuo hadn't stopped her, she would have gone up to him and "argued" with him.

Watching the other person's departing back, she spat fiercely: "What kind of person is that? Isn't he just driving a Mercedes? This makes him so arrogant! Letting my son compete with such a person, I even think he has lowered my son's image!"

Yu Wuwei smiled softly, patted his mother's back to calm her down, and said, "Alright, let's not bother with this guy. We'll give him a good slap in the face during the competition! I want to see how he can stand up in this kind of place and act so arrogant when he can't even beat a 'cat or dog who got in through the backdoor' like us!"

Yu Chenhuo also agreed with this. If it were before, he would have just walked away in anger and would never accept such humiliation.

But now, he knows his son's current strength. He is still drooling after eating Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea, and his son also knows many dishes of the same level as Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea. He can definitely crush these so-called top chefs who look down on others.

In this situation, using strength to slap someone in the face is the most practical and satisfying. He also wants to see what kind of expression the other party will have after losing to him and others.

Yu Wuwei and his team were not the first to arrive, nor were they the last. When they came in, chefs from more than a dozen participating hotels were already making preparations.

As top colleagues in the industry in the same city, they are more or less familiar with each other. Even if they don’t know each other, they always have common acquaintances and can get to know each other by introducing each other.

Everyone is basically at the same level, even if there are differences, they are not too big, so there is no discomfort in communicating with each other.

As soon as Yu Wuwei and the others came in, the chefs immediately looked over, wanting to see which colleague had come.

Of course, their attention was more focused on Yu Chenhuo. After all, Yu Wuwei was too young. In their eyes, he was obviously a junior and was at most a kitchen helper. He was not even a kitchen helper, but just a driver.

As for that woman, it’s not that they look down on women. In the chef industry, a truly top field, women still account for a small proportion.

Besides, a woman as young as Liu Huizhen, probably not even 30 years old, is unlikely to be their competitor.