Liz Cheska lazily raised a hand. "Hey, Chu He, I actually don't like you at all—just like I hate your unfortunate sister. But now I kind of want to cheer you on—please don't let me down. Also, before you joined the Chu family, weren't you and your father high-level chefs in the Empire? It should be easy to torture someone with such indescribable cooking skills."
Is my brother a senior chef of the empire?
Chu Shangli had never heard of it - but how old is his brother this year?
Since I didn't recall any of this memory before I regained my memory, it meant that before I lost my memory—
So, my brother is actually quite young and promising?
"So Mr. Chu He was once a senior chef in the Empire?" Chu Shangli asked curiously, "I've tasted quite a few delicacies from the Empire, but I've never heard of this. When did that happen?"
"Of course you haven't. Actually, I haven't really tried either—I've only heard about it from Viviana's database—but now he seems to have completely put his finger on the water. Where's the trace of the past?"
"Liz!" Viviana interrupted Liz coldly, "What the hell are you talking about? Whose experience did you mistakenly memorize on Mr. Chuhe's resume?"
"Eh? Misremembered? No, I guess it was my sister who misremembered it. I know very well that Chu He and Luo Yunjiang are both—"
"Although Miss Liz is talking nonsense, I do have some skills..." Chu He slowly bowed to Chu Shangli: "Then I would like to ask Miss Luo Dongxia for your guidance..."
"Well, the conditions for dyeing your hair were the ones I offered to Young Master Wei Shengfan. They are definitely not the same as yours—"
"What—" Chu He frowned—
"But, but—" Chu Shangli quickly added, "It's not a bad condition. It's just a truth or dare game—I'll ask Mr. Chu He a question, and he must answer honestly. And I won't ask anything that touches on the core business or other confidential matters. Can you accept this?"
Chu He was silent for a moment, then asked, "What about you? Are you the same?"
"Of course, you can even ask me three questions." Chu Shangli spread his hands: "I don't think I have anything worth hiding - and similarly, if you don't have anything, Mr. Chu He, then aren't we just adding some insignificant chips together -"
"good."
Chu He rolled up his sleeves and clapped his hands——
The chef, who Chu Shangli had just discovered had a close connection with Wei Shengfan, appeared and handed him an apron with both hands.
The pattern and size of the apron perfectly matched Chuhe.
And the skilled movements didn't seem like it was their first time working together——
So that's how it is. Chu Shangli could tell from this that Liz Chesca was not talking nonsense, but was telling the real truth.
Ah, is that so—
Chu Shangli narrowed his eyes and smiled, "You prepare here—"
She approached her past self and threw a straight punch at her.
Chu Shangli instinctively dodged, but found that the fist was not flying towards her vitals, but there was still an arm's length gap between it and her body.
"If you knock your fist against mine, we can officially let everyone vote. As long as you haven't made up your mind to knock your fist against mine, I can wait..." Chu Shangli smiled and said, "You can change your cake into fondant now."
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