"no!"

In the principal's office of the Totsuki Academy, Sessaemon Nakiri, who was sitting on a chair, shook his head and rejected the proposal proposed by Yuriko Takagi. He said with a solemn look: "Although I am very grateful to my wife for being willing to inject large amounts of money into our Totsuki Academy, Totsuki has his own rules and no one can be admitted without the exam. Every Totsuki student must have a cooking skill that matches it! Moreover, the other requirements of the Lady are also difficult to handle. As a student who wants to attend classes at will and serve as a judge of an important food competition, Totsuki has never had a precedent in this regard. If you have read this chapter, please move to: Chinese. Read the latest chapter."

Nakiri Sesaemon's eyes passed over Mrs. Takake and looked at the boy who was happily eating snacks surrounded by several beauties. Although he was a little embarrassed, his attitude was very firm.

To be honest, he didn't want to reject powerful forces like the chaebol of the God-Chabol, but the rules of Toshiki are the foundation of its foothold. The cruel competition of mercilessness and no regard for any force is the mystery of the enduring period of time. If the opening is made today, then such requests will continue in the future. This is something that Nakiri Sawaemon, as the general commander, cannot tolerate.

"Is this true?" Yuriko Takashi's brow frowned slightly, and tasted the hot tea in her hand, but asked unwillingly: "I know the general coach's difficulties, but our young master actually doesn't care whether he can graduate from Yuanyue. He just wants to taste the food as he pleases, just to be happy. So, how about our god-seat chaebol donating one billion US dollars to Yuanyue Academy? And every time the young master serves as a judge in a food halberd competition, we can provide exquisite prizes to both parties!"

But Nakiri Sensaemon shook his head, "Madam, this is not a matter of money, this is our Totsuki's rule!"

"Then follow Yuanyue's rules!"

However, at this moment, the woman in the black dress who was also getting off the luxury car and now standing beside the young man serving him suddenly spoke. She walked over slowly and looked at Nakiri Sesaemon with a proud look, "If I remember correctly, the 'Ten Thousand Masters' Council of the Tozuki Academy is Tozuki's highest decision-making body! If more than half of the Ten Thousand Masters agree, then there is no problem with the young master's admission!"

Nakiri Sesaemon was stunned. Although he didn't understand why a maid could speak in place of Mrs. Takagi, and the latter did not look offended, he nodded. "Yes, the Ten Masters' Review Council is a committee composed of 10 students with the highest evaluation within the school. It is an organization directly under the Chief Commander. They decided on various affairs in the Academy through discussion and discussion. Even I, the Chief Commander and the lecturers, must comply with the Ten Masters' opinions."

However, when he said this, he paused again. He said seriously: "But every one of the Ten Masters is an outstanding example of our school. I am sure they will not agree to this decision, even if the wife pays a lot of money." After that, his eyes looked at Yuriko Takashi, obviously thinking that she would use some money offensive, trying to corrupt the Ten Masters of Yuanyue.

However, unexpectedly, Mrs. Gaocheng did not react much. Instead, the maid spoke again, and she said arrogantly: "Then let's change to a group of 'Ten Heroes'!"

"I heard that the traditional single-handed food competition in Guijiao is a competition formulated to resolve disputes among students. It seems that as long as you can defeat the ten masters in the battle of food and gasoline, you can get their seats!"

Nakiri Sensaemon's eyes narrowed slightly, and then added: "Our school has this tradition, but I want to remind this lady that food halberds have important conditions. First of all, it can prove that this is a notary for the formal competition; secondly, there are referees with odd numbers, and finally, it is a competition condition that both sides must recognize. Of course, the most important thing is that if you want to have a food halberd competition, both sides must be students of the Totsuki, and if you use the ten-strong seats as a bet, you must be young people of the same age group!"

Usually, the food and halberd competition for the Tozuki students is enough to meet the first three conditions. The last one is added this time. After all, Senzaemon is confident in the Ten Masters and believes that any of them have the strength to serve as a famous hotel chef, but he would not arrogantly think that these Ten Masters can stand in the cooking world now. After all, they are still young people. If the God-Chabitat used the money offensive to find those top chefs from the world, they might not be able to stop them. At that time, Tozuki's joke would have been a big deal!

Listening to the words of Nakiri Sesaemon, the woman didn't care and smiled slightly. "It doesn't matter, we just want to arrange some maids of the same age to go to the academy to serve, so let them compete with your ten heroes as the ten heroes! As for the bets," she paused for a moment, but looked at Takagi Yuriko.

The latter understood and gently stretched out a finger, "One hundred million US dollars, for every food and halberd competition, we are willing to donate 100 million US dollars to Yuanyue Academy regardless of the outcome!"

Nakiri Sensaemon was completely silent. At this moment, he understood that the other party was prepared, obviously trying to completely crush the entire Totsuki Academy and pave the way for their young master's future school life.

But even though he knew it was the other party's conspiracy, he could not refuse. After all, competition is the foundation of Yuanyue's survival. Although the seats of the Ten Masters are precious, they are only useful within Yuanyue. And there will be another batch every three years. The bet of 100 million US dollars is equivalent. Moreover, if the other party participates in the competition, if the Ten Masters are young people of the same age, if they don't meet the challenge, it will be enough to destroy Yuanyue's signature, making the outside world think that Yuanyue's students are all miscellaneous fish that can only fight in the nest.

"Okay!" Nakiri Ssaemon took a deep breath, "If the other party is a peer, there is naturally no reason why the Ten Masters dare not respond!"

The maid smiled slightly, but showed a successful expression, and then shouted outside the door: "Abe, Leihua, you can come in!"

As she said, six young and beautiful girls pushed the door and walked in, and then stood side by side in front of Sesaemon Nakiri. Most of them were dressed in Chinese, and the oldest was only about seventeen years old, which obviously met the admission standards of Totsuki Academy.

Nakiri Sensaemon looked at the people carefully, and his heart was slightly heavy. He had seen these women just now, and they all came with the convoy, but he always thought they were like maids, so he didn't care much, but now after careful observation, he was shocked.

Judging from the subtle calluses on the palms and the almost undetectable aroma of the body, these six are obviously chefs with certain strength, especially the two standing among the six, one looks gentle as water, and the other looks imposing aura, but they all exudes the confidence and calmness that only the top chefs can show.

This god-headed chaebol was really prepared! Looking at the six people walking in, Nakiri Sesaemon muttered to himself, but a hint of uneasiness surged in his heart. The sign that had been circulating for many years in the world would not be held in his hands today!

On the other side, looking at the six people walking in, Mo Wen's move to eat snacks was also slightly.

To be honest, Yuanyue Academy is worthy of being a holy place in the Japanese cuisine industry. The snacks they brought out to entertain guests were sweet but not greasy, smooth and easy to taste, which made Mo Wen very happy. However, he could eat dim sums that were even above this level after entering this world that was originally integrated into the original world, and he could eat them every day in the residence of the Gaocheng family. He didn't know who the chef was, but now he understands it.

If he remembered correctly, the six people in front of him should be from another world called the Chinese primary school leader. Not long ago, they were just completed by his heroic spirit strategy. Unexpectedly, the person was sent by Yuanchu so quickly to serve his food.

No, maybe it wasn't Haruchu, her eyes gently swept the maid who was domineering in front of Sesaemon Nakiri. Mo Wen just smiled and muttered gently.

"This Lin Xian'er not only has good skills in bed, but also has good skills in flattery, but also knows to prepare in advance!" (To be continued.)

PS: Thanks to the deep sea mud beast, Captain Cookie, War No. 1, Dusk丨taker's monthly tickets and Xiaoxiaoxia, Qingfeng's Gymnasium, Re2010's rewards.
Chapter completed!