As Qiu Zhenhua coldly shouted, the chefs who were busy nearby immediately stopped their work and quietly watched the two uninvited guests at the kitchen door.
It gave Lin Xu quite a scare.
Oh crap!
Are they about to start a fight?
Should I help them by holding down Senior Brother later? It might make the fight go smoother.
"Zhenhua, I haven't seen you in a few days. Why are you so fired up?"
Xie Baomin walked over with a smile, not caring about the stares from the chefs. Instead, he even bumped shoulders with the scholarly-looking Qiu Zhenhua, who wore gold-rimmed glasses.
"How's your consideration of the matter I discussed with you coming along?"
"Quit joking around with me. Don't even think about it! Building Number Six might not match you in cooking competitions, but don't you dare look down on us!"
Qiu Zhenhua impatiently pushed Xie Baomin away and waved his hand at the surrounding chefs. "Get back to your work."
The chefs then resumed their tasks.
