Ye Tang turned to look at her and asked, "Hello, what's the matter?" She was wearing a chef's hat. Her face was beautiful and her temperament was outstanding.
A flash of jealousy crossed Liu Jiao's eyes. "What level pastry chef are you?" she demanded.
Ye Tang smiled, "I'm sorry, but I'm self-taught. I haven't taken the certification exam." She had a chef's certificate, but since baking was just a hobby, she hadn't bothered with the pastry certification.
Liu Jiao frowned deeply, her face displeased. "You don't even have a certification? How dare you come to the Liu family to make desserts? It's ridiculous! I'll go ask the butler!"
Liu Jiao immediately pulled out her phone and called the butler. Soon, the butler arrived.
After listening, the butler looked a bit helpless. "Ms. Liu, we've already had someone check Ye Chef's pastry-making skills. There won't be any problems. The banquet is about to start. If we delay it, it won't be good."
