"Our country will only give 60 people. That should be enough. There are many cuisines, so it's not a big deal to get a share." Yuan Zhou muttered.
When he asked for the quota previously, Yuan Zhou had already considered the matter of his own country. As a Chinese, Yuan Zhou had always been concerned about it. Naturally, he couldn't miss out on the benefits.
Moreover, the Chinese food culture had a long history, so it was reasonable to give more places. After all, the population was large and it didn't matter much if he got a share. Yuan Zhou felt that no one would say that he favored one over the other.
Yuan Zhou was thinking too much. With his current status, he could do anything he wanted in the Asian region.
When Yuan Zhou had arranged everything properly, he planned to go upstairs to look for Yin ya. Just then, he happened to see the figure of Yin ya coming out.
