"Although I respect Mr. Auguste, it's not right to give Chinese chefs such great privileges."
"I'm going all out this time. What Chinese chef can do?" Podraco thought silently in his heart. He didn't say anything to make things difficult for Yuan Zhou, as that would affect the authority of the competition.
Looking at Yuan Zhou who was almost out of his sight, podraco was full of confidence. He had always thought that his French cuisine was impeccable. The only person who was a little threatening was Chu Xiao, but Chu Xiao was too young.
Podraco was in his forties and was the pillar of traditional French cuisine. He was also the most popular chef for the gold medal in this year's bogus world cooking competition.
Similar to ju man Li, podraco did not like Chinese cuisine and looked down on Asian chefs, but he was still considered to have real skills.
Podraco ignored the others who greeted him and led his team toward the car. He intended to take the car to the venue.
