Chapter 2433 Domineering Female CEO

The Chef King Contest is conducted in a live broadcast mode, which is a great test for the contestants' acting skills.

Of course, this mode also brings great playability.

The audience can choose to watch the official cut-shot version or the exclusive camera version of a single contestant.

Although Mag had not participated in the recording of the program in his previous life, he had seen pigs run. It was just a variety show, so he was not nervous.

Xi gave him a stable and decent personality, not outstanding, nor dragging down, just needing to perform steadily in cooking.

At the same time, Mag's bracelet also received a contestant code.

The contract was operated by Xi, and Mag had no interest in this aspect. While the staff was checking the equipment, he clicked on the contestant code and glanced at it.

There were no strange regulations. In addition to the basic confidentiality agreement, some restrictions were made on the contestants' personal character. One of them should be newly added: "During the program, no contact with fans in any way is allowed."

It seems that the program team was also scared by the Jasper incident. In order to avoid trouble, they directly set the rule that contestants should not contact fans.

Xi said that this program has a script, but Mag didn't get the script.

Obviously, in the director's mind, he, a temporary fire-fighting contestant, is just a temporary filler and doesn't need any lines at all.

"Your seat is here. You should know the specific process, right?" The staff led Mag to a stove and finally confirmed.

"Yes." Mag nodded with a smile.

Mag had studied the competition process thoroughly on the way here. Although it is a variety show, the chef competition is indeed good in terms of professionalism.

The on-site judges will give a comprehensive score to the contestants based on their on-the-spot performance, knife skills, skills, plating, taste and other dimensions to get the final score.

Even if the contestants have the script, there will always be judges who can make a point through clever words, thus extending the life cycle of this variety show.

Everyone knows that you have a script, but this effort is enough to make people feel the sincerity.

The recording venue of the program is very spacious. Mocha Group attaches great importance to this program and directly gave the program team a whole floor for exclusive use.

The top eight contestants have taken their positions one after another. Many of them have agents beside them who are making the final adjustments for them and whispering some words to them.

Mager glanced at several contestants. He had already known their information. His eyes fell on the beautiful lady sitting in the corner of the judges' seat.

The black dress was sexy but not intellectual, and the indifferent expression on that beautiful face was daunting.

Nancy McCarthy, this noble lady, just saved his life.

Of course, it looks like this.

As a direct descendant of the McCarthy family, Nancy has a certain say in the family. As the president of Mocha Group, she is also the person in charge of the variety show "Chef King Competition".

Domineering female president, what's the smell.

Perhaps she felt Mager's gaze, Nancy suddenly raised her eyes and looked at Mager.

The two made eye contact briefly,

Mager smiled gratefully.

Nancy withdrew her gaze indifferently, and seemed not to be impressed by his warm smile.

Mag raised his eyebrows, but of course he was not disappointed.

Such a top white, rich and beautiful woman could not be picked up by just showing off his face, he still had this expectation.

Then Mag took a brief look at the judges on the judges' bench. Most of them were veterans in the chef world, the head chefs of certain top restaurants.

Considering the generally long life span of the residents of the underground city, there are many who have been in the industry for thousands of years.

It takes time to cultivate an excellent chef.

To truly be called an excellent knife skill, you dare not show it out without ten or eight years of training.

So Mag had no doubt about the cooking skills of these old chefs who had lived a life of wisdom.

"The program team of the Chef King Competition has opened a voting channel for you on Weitui and provided good traffic support. By the end of the program recording, the pk value should be able to exceed 10 million." Xi came to Mag's side, handed over a glass of water, and transmitted the message at the same time.

"Ten million is not enough. We have to prepare for the next game. The director will not change the rules for us in tomorrow's semi-finals." Mag took a sip of water and said calmly.

"It depends on your performance today. If your performance is interesting enough, the promotion of the Chef King Competition has never been stingy with traffic, which is more practical than anything else." Xi took the cup back.

"If that's the case, then there's no problem." Mag showed a confident smile.

Subversion, this is what he is best at.

The overly rough Nolan Continent cuisine lacks some exquisite taste.

And the overly exquisite Dungeon cuisine lacks a bit of fireworks.

Then, let him add this fireworks.

"But, are you really not going to do anything?" Mag asked, looking at Xi who was about to leave.

"I have done what I should do." Xi said, turned around and walked off the stage quickly.

Mag retracted his gaze, his bracelet was already closed, otherwise he would have wanted to open Weitui to see what Xi had done.

The design of the stage was quite interesting. The semicircular stage had eight separate workstations. Various kitchen utensils were placed on the silver alloy workstations. All of them were prepared by the chefs themselves.

Mag's workstation was very clean, but a little special.

Others have a set of knives with dozens of fancy knives, but he only has a generous-style kitchen knife.

But he brought his own stove, an open flame stove that is hard to find on the market.

Mag had already learned the kitchen utensils in the dungeon from Xi before coming here.

Precision and automation are its biggest features. Even a complete novice can cook food with passable taste as long as he follows the steps set by the system.

But...it's just passable.

While having a high lower limit, this overly precise tool adds many restrictions, like putting shackles on the chef and locking the upper limit.

So Mag chose to bring his own stove to let the people in the underground city experience the true charm of cooking.

"This new guy doesn't look like a chef, does he?"

"I heard that Jasper's accident happened. The program team hired a trainee from a talent agency at the last minute. He probably came here to show off his face and prepare for his debut."

"I heard that he is good at cooking and is a folk chef."

"Jasper was eliminated, leaving one spot in the semi-finals. I just don't know who can take the top spot."

The game hadn't started yet, and several familiar players were chatting, all focusing on Mag. Their tone was quite relaxed, and they obviously did not regard Mag as a strong competitor.

Mag turned a deaf ear to the idea of ​​small groups of players. If he took it seriously, he would be the loser.

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At the same time, on the Internet, hundreds of millions of underground city netizens are eagerly waiting for the start of the Kitchen King Competition.

As a variety show with continuous high ratings, King of Chefs has accumulated a terrifying fan base.

The cruel and efficient competition system, the exciting cooking showdown, and the various revelations inside and outside the show have all made the audience love this variety show.

On today's Weibo, there are endless hot searches about the King of Chefs competition, especially the new contestant Hades Saban, who has joined the King of Kitchens competition. His accusations against director Horace are even more shocking to netizens. A big melon arrived.

Unfortunately, the news seems to have been blocked. Except for Hades's tweet, it is difficult to find relevant discussions online. Even the marketing accounts that usually like to eat human blood steamed buns are collectively silent.

It is precisely because of this that more people are paying attention to Hades' account and want to follow up.

Just ten minutes before the King of Kitchen Tournament started, an account from the ‘Dungeon Military Secretariat’ with red V certification liked Hades’ forwarded message and commented: The people need the truth.

soon:

‘Military Secretariat’ likes Hades’ tweet!

The people need the truth!

It was pushed onto the hot search list and started to climb rapidly.

The matter has been fermenting for several hours, and this is the first official account to come to an end.

And this official account is very special. It is the only WeChat-certified account of the underground city military, and it represents the attitude of the military.

The attitude of the military has always been very important in the underground city.

Since Marshal Ferdinand promoted military and political reforms, the plutocrats have begun to shrink their tentacles from the military, and their attitude towards the military has also become restrained and cautious.

"Chief, the topic is getting hotter now. Do you want to continue to cool it down?" Amos ran directly to Lucien's office and asked nervously.

He felt like he was going crazy. He had just suppressed the heat of the incident, and had basically reached a plan with the King of Kitchen Competition to exchange heat for calming the incident. Unexpectedly, the military suddenly intervened.

"How do you plan to downgrade? Delete the Secretariat's speech, or block the account?" Lucien looked at him with a sneer.

Amos's face turned pale. As the director of operations, he naturally knew the authority level of the military secretariat account, which was at the same level as the presidential account.

Rank is a symbol of status and strength.

Not to mention him, not even Lucien has the authority to ban this account.

"Then...what should we do now?" Amos asked cautiously.

"We don't know what the big boss in the military meant, but since the message was sent through the Secretariat's account, it represents the attitude of the military." Lucian said with a solemn expression: "According to the micro-tweeting work rules, We have no right to interfere with any actions of the military, including speeches. We will remove all authority on this topic and no longer impose any restrictions.”

"But, if this is the case, how will the Dixon family respond?" Amos looked embarrassed.

With the current popularity of the topic, once permissions are unlocked, comments and reposts are opened, and keyword searches are no longer restricted, it is estimated that the dirty information about Horace, Bart, and Charlie will be uncovered in an instant.

"What they should be concerned about now is how to distance themselves from Horace." Lucien glanced at him calmly.

Amos was stunned for a moment, then showed a look of surprise, and looked at Lucian with a little more admiration, "I will go and arrange the work of the technical department."

The office door slowly closed, and Lucian looked at the scenery outside the window with a smile on his lips.

I don’t know which big shot in the military meant this, but it solved a problem for him.

The position of CEO of Weibo is inherently difficult to fill. With so many forces entangled in it, it is impossible to satisfy everyone’s requirements.

Therefore, when sitting in this position, business ability alone is not enough. Push and pull skills are the first factor that determines whether you can stay for a long time.

Lucian has always been fair and always stands on the side of the strong.

He was in a dilemma when the Dixon and McCarthy families confronted each other, because both families were very strong and he couldn't afford to offend them.

But now that the military secretariat has intervened, the situation has changed immediately.

No matter how strong the Dixon and McCarthy families are, they are not as strong as the military. Moreover, he has the Weibo Affairs Code as a basis, so he stood on the side of the military without hesitation.

Soon, netizens found that Hades' Weibo comment area was opened, and the originally gray forwarding icon was also lit up.

"He is indeed a man protected by the military!"

"So? What is the truth?"

"Horace is a scumbag! I have a sister who is depressed because of him!"

"I seem to have suddenly found many sisters accusing Horace on Weibo. Can't they all be true?!"

The number of comments on Hades' Weibo increased rapidly, and the comment from the military secretariat was pinned to the top, followed by the cute three-year-old one: "Brother Hades is super righteous! I support you!"

And victims and victims' acquaintances have successively posted comments in the comment area, which were liked and pushed to the front row.

At the same time, netizens also found many micro-tweets that were originally not popular by searching for keywords such as "Horace" and "Horace sexual assault".

Those dusty micro-tweets finally saw the light of day after the restrictions were lifted.

The accusations of blood and tears were completely hidden on the Internet, and the despair of the victims who had nowhere to appeal made countless ordinary people feel the same.

"Horace is worse than a beast!"

"Bart and Charlie sexually assaulted!"

...

One after another, the hot searches were pushed to the front row, like a storm sweeping the Internet world of the underground city.

The marketing accounts that were originally silent seemed to smell the wind direction and began to join this traffic storm.

And Hades' micro-tweets at the center of this storm have been liked and forwarded tens of millions of times.

...

"It's over, it's really over now..."

In the film and television base, Horace looked at the micro-tweets, his face pale, and the cold sweat on his forehead fell down in large and small beads.

Bart and Charlie were trembling all over, their faces were ashen.

The likes and comments from the military secretariat were like a three-edged sword piercing their hearts, completely sentencing them to death.

Looking at the comments, the fierce words of criticism, the big directors and big stars who were used to receiving praise and flattery, have not yet recovered from falling from the altar.

"I... I want to communicate with Master Fergus." Horace opened the bracelet with trembling hands.

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