Universe Infinite Canteen.

Chapter 569 Three people
After visiting the spacecraft on the moon, Malu rested for less than half a day before flying to Sanya to participate in the God of Cooking Competition.

As soon as he got off the plane he felt the tropical warmth.

The temperature in Sanya is about 10 degrees higher than that in City B. Even in the nights of March, it will not feel cold. The air has the unique moist and salty smell of the seaside.

The person from the organizing committee who came to pick him up at the airport was Malu's acquaintance, Qiu Lele, who had been with Sun He before.

She was wearing a white suit today and standing at the exit holding a sign with Malu's name on it.

"Welcome to Sanya, Boss Ma." Lele extended his hand.

"Nice to meet you again, Director Qiu." Malu shook hands with her.

"You've had a hard journey, get in the car first." Lele said as he stepped forward and took Malu's suitcase, leading him to the parking lot.

"I have a total of three contestants to pick up this time, all of whom have close flight times. One has already arrived, and you are the second one. With the next one, we can go to the hotel.

"It won't take too long. We can set off in about 20 minutes." Lele said after looking at his watch.

"Has anyone arrived? Who is it?" Malu asked.

"Chef Masaaki Kawano from Japan, you will meet him in a moment. He doesn't like to talk, and people around him describe him as being as quiet as the rocks on the edge of the island."

The two walked to a Buick GL8 in the parking lot, and Qiu Lele opened the car door.

There was no one inside.

It was not until Malu looked towards the last row that he found a man with medium-length hair and a goatee near the corner.

He just sat there motionless, his messy hair hanging down from his forehead, blocking his eyes.

"Boss Ma, this is Chef Kawano Zhengming from the Lonely Island Restaurant."

Lele introduced, and then said in Japanese, "Chef Kawano Zhengming, this is Boss Ma from the Universe Infinite Canteen."

Kawano Zhengming didn't react at all when he heard this.

"Is he asleep?" Malu asked curiously.

"It's possible. After all, Chef Kawano Zhengming flew here from Hokkaido and changed planes twice. He might be tired."

As soon as Lele finished saying this, Kawano Zhengming in his seat suddenly moved.

He leaned forward and bowed slightly to Malu, then returned to his previous posture and continued to shrink in the corner.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, it really looks like a stone."

"Anyway, please wait here for a while, I'll be back soon." Qiu Lele said.

"It's okay, go ahead and do your work." Malu put the luggage in the trunk and then got into the GL8.

Qiu Lele returned to the exit and the flight information on the electronic screen kept jumping.

Soon, the status of the flight that Qiu Lele was waiting for changed to "arrived".

Qiu Lele waited patiently for a while, and a young woman wearing a hooded sweatshirt, ripped jeans, sneakers, and a travel bag slung over her shoulder followed the crowd out.

The first time Qiu Lele saw her, her eyes lit up and she waved frantically, "Sun Mei! Sun Mei! Here, here!!!" The young woman with the travel bag also saw her and quickened her pace, "Lele!"

Sun Mei first gave Qiu Lele a big hug, then looked her up and down.

"Hahahaha, you've changed a lot. We haven't seen each other for six or seven years. In my memory, you are still the little girl who cries loudly in the kitchen after turning off the lights.

"Now she's wearing a suit and tie, like a strong career woman."

"How long are you going to talk about an embarrassing childhood incident?" Qiu Lele said speechlessly, "I am no longer a chef. I am now in charge of external relations for the World Cooking Association."

"That's great! I wish my grandfather could be as open-minded as yours and allow me to do what I like." Sun Mei sighed.

"Are you kidding me? I have no talent, and my grandfather was worried that I would ruin the restaurant's reputation, so he let me join the World Cooking Club to work in an administrative position."

Qiu Lele said, "If I had your talent, I would definitely continue to stay in the kitchen."

"Well, you know, I've never been interested in cooking," Sun Mei said, "I prefer painting, but people like us have been forced to cook by the adults in our family since we were young, and no one cares about what we like.

“When I was little, I always thought that as long as I completed the tasks assigned by my grandfather quickly, I could do what I really liked, but the irony was that the better I cooked, the more I was forced to cook.

"You said that the future of the Sun family depends on me. I should not disappoint the customers. It feels like I am tying myself up in knots." Sun Mei laughed at himself.

"So you deliberately lost the World Youth Chef Competition," Qiu Lele said, "This is too crazy. Mr. Sun still gets angry and curses when he mentions this now."

"I have to show some resistance, otherwise he will just treat me as his puppet for the rest of my life."

Sun Mei said, "After all, it's his business if he likes cooking. Why do you want to take away my hobby without any explanation? By the way, how is his health?"

"It's OK, but I fell down when it rained last year, so my legs and feet are not as nimble as before."

"Wrestling, how come I don't know about it?" Sun Mei raised his eyebrows.

"You two haven't spoken for a long time."

"That's right, but I still hear a lot of news about him from my dad. He also told me about the MasterChef competition through my dad."

"He probably doesn't want you to worry. In fact, after you went abroad, Mr. Sun has been paying attention to you silently and often mentioned you."

"He mentioned me? I'm sure he didn't have anything good to say. He was probably scolding me for wasting my talent and being ungrateful for his teachings and the effort he put into me..."

"Well, there are some, but he also praised you, saying that if Xiaomei was still here, she would definitely be able to do it. He also said that you are the smartest chef he has ever seen, and that you can cook any dish no matter how difficult it is just by looking at it once."

"Ha," Sun Mei snorted. Do you know what he called me the night before I went abroad?

"what?"

"Ignorant wolf, he cursed me out of my wits, and even said that I was the eternal sinner of the Sun family. If his craftsmanship is gone, even if I die, the ancestors of the Sun family will not let me go."

"This... is indeed a bit too much." Qiu Lele said, "But he did miss you a lot in the years since you left."

"Sun He is not thinking about me, but his successor," Sun Mei said, "someone who can take over from him, hold up the golden signboard of the state banquet chef, and bring glory to the Sun family.

"I came back this time just to fulfill his wish. As long as I can defeat everyone and win the title of God of Cooking, I should be able to pay off what I owe him. I can also be free to do what I really want to do in the future."

(End of this chapter)