That was how time was. When you expected it to pass slowly, it passed quickly. The guests naturally knew that there would be a satisfaction vote after tonight's dinner, which meant that the personal cooking exhibition was officially over.
Therefore, everyone tacitly hoped that it would end slowly. Even the business Big Boss surnamed Zhu, who was usually the most anxious to eat, didn't mention dinner.
Even so, the dinner time arrived as scheduled. From the appetizer to the drinks, they were soon served slowly according to the process set by Yuan Zhou.
"AI." The one who sighed was Francis. He had been sighing like this since dinner. Every time he finished a dish or a drink, he would sigh like this.
He had sighed at least a few times since dinner.
After sighing again, he was finally interrupted by Auguste, who said unhappily,""Hey, please don't affect my mood to taste delicious food."
