He stood up and said a long sentence. None of them understood what he said. The interpreter standing in front of him pouted.
Alex sneered and said, "He is saying that your product is not authentic. Xu Le, what do you think?"
"What…" Bai Xiaoming held back his vulgarities and said," Nonsense, I dare to guarantee that even a Michelin chef would not be able to make such a perfect palmier. Look at the layers, they are so evenly baked and the shape is beautiful, not to mention the texture! "
"You flatter me."
Xu Le knew that Alex was most likely joking, so he ignored him.
The interpreted glanced at Alex and explained to Xu Le, "He is praising your cooking for being delicious and for not making this trip in vain. However, he is so fluent in his speech that I can't translate a lot of words. That is probably what he meant. It's enough so long as you understand the gist."
"It's good that he likes it. I made a lot of them. I can pack some for him."
