Dammit!
Zhang Xiaowei's face turned green when he heard that.
He had been waiting in the square for two hours since the registration started.
It was finally his turn to compete, and before the competition even began, they disqualified him outright. Who could stand such a thing?
Hahaha!
The laughter of the onlookers crashed over him like waves.
Zhang Xiaowei's face was ashen as he glared at the bald guy who had let him pass the registration.
"There is no rule that says a contestant must wear a chef's uniform to compete. What reason do you have for eliminating me?"
The bald guy probably didn't expect Zhang Xiaowei to confront him on the spot and was choked with anger.
"We may not have a specific rule, but our competition is official. Your refusal to wear a chef's uniform shows disrespect for our competition, and of course, I have the right to eliminate you."
The onlookers nodded in agreement with these words.
