"Is it a disaster to the fish again, or is it intentional? These four guys are not simple!"

The elderly president gently rubbed the coffin, his seemingly turbid eyes constantly changing.

"Forget it, forget it, let's just let you do it. Anyway, it's not been a few days, and the chef union also needs a new president with some skills."

I have to say that the way of thinking of big shots is different from that of Jevre.

One is to start from the overall perspective, and the other is to focus on one's own personal interests.

Kakatuos and the other two went downstairs, glanced at each other badly, and said no more, but turned their heads and turned around and left.

Neither Leas nor Jevre were approaching the chef's union, but were invisible.

Seeing Tony Mas rushing back in a hurry, Leas quietly attached a trace of his mental power to him.

Tony Mass was unaware of this, while Leas could use his mental power to constantly receive his conversations and position him by the way.

"Lias, you suspect it was Tony Mass, so will Pattamanssevis be assassinated by the enemy?"

The two most popular vice presidents are both their own people and there is nothing to say. Instead, Jevre was worried about Pattamanssevis's safety.
Chapter completed!