Chapter 87: In the space chef game.
The game was rigged, the children won and nobody was prouder than the little fatty Xiaolong’s mother.
"To the cooking stations." Mei Mei gestured at the adults that were definitely sulking, manager Gao especially looked so bitter as if he was permanently holding limes in his mouth.
It did not help that the little fatty was dancing around to celebrate his victory.
"I hate that kid." He said, for the umpteenth time.
"We know." his colleagues responded tiredly.
It was because of his silly rivalry with a child that they had lost all face in front of seventy five million viewers. Zhang Hui for one could not understand why so many people had tuned in to watch the competition, it was not as if it was the winter games or Olympics.
Manager Ma turned to the rest of the group as they made their way to the bathrooms to freshen up before cooking started. "So, did you all have fun? I am asking because I did and I will definitely be back next weekend with my children. I want to try the other camp activities."
"It was definitely fun." Zhang Hui replied ahead of the others. "This green slimy stuff in my hair aside, I liked the challenges.I have never felt the desire to win against a child so badly." She snickered and shook her head.
"Is it the little fatty?" Xu Jian asked.