Chapter 82: Professional Scammer! (1/2)

Chapter 82: Professional Scammer!

Translator: AstralGhostEditor: Kurisu

Bei Feng was slightly surprised with Wang Jian's call. It was unclear what he had been busy with as of late, but it had truly been quite long since his last visit.

”There's indeed a new dish... does Boss Wang intend to come over to try it?” Bei Feng asked.

”En, I'll be bringing a business partner too.”

Wang Jian felt a headache whenever he thought about that business partner of his. This fellow was different from his other business partners--his personal net worth alone was several times higher than Qingshan Corporation itself! This time, Wang Jian had an important project which required him to work together with that person.

'Even my son is not as difficult to handle as this guy!'

Wang Jian thought gloomily. Despite him working so hard to get the approval of that person, he hadn't managed to get him to agree to the proposal. This would be his last attempt to convince him. If even Bei Feng's food didn't work, he would not bother himself with the matter anymore.

The reason for this was, the last few times he'd invited that business partner to discuss the proposal over a meal, no matter which restaurant they went to, the old bastard never failed to veer off the topic, making all kinds of comments about the food.

It was always about how a certain dish was not up to par, that the seasonings were either too many or too few, or how he felt that the chef must have f*cked up the fire control.

In the end, before he could even talk about the proposal, Wang Jian was already sitting on a bellyful of fire.

The way he criticized the food was so brutal that the chef would even go red with shame.

”Ok. When will you be coming? I'll go and prepare for it.”

Bei Feng immediately agreed.

”Hmm, let's make it tomorrow in the afternoon. It'll be a table for four. Xiao Feng, you must really bring out your true skills tomorrow! That old fellow's mouth is extremely sharp and merciless!”

Wang Jian remarked with worry.

”Don't worry.”

Bei Feng replied blandly as he ended the call.

'What kind of joke is that? Bring out my true skills? I've never had any skills in the first place...'

Bei Feng smiled queerly as he looked at his phone.

He had relied on the superior ingredients from the Myriad Worlds all the way, and was not a real chef.

With his skills, if he was asked to prepare simple everyday dishes like stir-fried shredded potatoes, he could still manage that.

But to expect him to create heavenly delicacies that look, smell and taste amazing using regular ingredients... that was simply too unrealistic!

'Whatever, when the water rises, we'll raise the earth to keep it back. When the soldiers arrive, we'll send a general to fend them off.' [1]

Bei Feng was not worried in the slightest. As long as the food tasted good, who'd care about presentation and other external stuff? As for the taste, he still had a lot of confidence in the Demonic Beast meat from the Myriad Worlds.

As he put away his mobile phone, Bei Feng peeled off his shirt, revealing a lean and muscular upper body. The lines around his many muscles were clearly defined, and the arrangement of his muscles looked infinitely close to perfection.

Ever since he discovered that the modified Minor Illumination Breathing Technique's movement set was a very useful body tempering technique capable of improving his control over his strength, Bei Feng became embroiled in a love-hate relationship with it.

It was love on one hand because his strength would increase slightly after every session. This could be said to be the period where he would see the greatest improvement after his recent breakthrough to 1 star level.

It was hate on the other hand because he would always be smashed into the ground until he lay sprawled on the ground like a dead lizard, depleted of all his strength and drenched in sweat at the end of the session. And, it wasn't just once or twice, but... every single time! Who would enjoy that?

”Say, do you guys think that boss is some kind of an actor? Look at the way he falls! That act is really too realistic!”

Mystic Three leaned in and whispered in Mystic Two's ears.

”No, not an actor. That's a professional scammer technique. Look, do you see how he brutally smashes himself against the ground? And that expression? Those are not something that one can just learn without at least 3-5 years of practice!” [2]

Feeling the hot breath in his ear, Mystic Two hurriedly moved farther away from Mystic Three before looking at Bei Feng again and evaluating the latter seriously.

More than an hour later, after being smashed to the ground and crawling back up for over ten times, Bei Feng finally stopped.

It wasn't because he'd run out of energy and was forced to stop. Rather, he discovered that a small crowd had gathered nearby. Bai Xiang and the rest were all looking at him with strange gazes, as though they were observing a retard.

Mystic Two and Three were standing quite far away, and were rather confident that Bei Feng could not hear their conversation since they had kept their voices down. But, Bei Feng who had already broken through to the 1 star level had extremely sharp ears and eyes. A mere distance of 10 over meters was not much at all. He had naturally heard everything!

”Hey, Mystic Two and Three, now that you guys have been practicing with Bai Xiang for so many days already, how about letting me assess your progress?”

”Yes!”

'We're finished!'

Needless to say, the first, excited cry filled with fighting spirit was issued by the simple-minded Mystic Two.