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The other party nodded, expressionless: "Grandpa wants to see you."

"Chairman Nakiri Senzaemon?" Su Ming asked in confusion.

Does the old man have something to explain?

I don't know if he recognizes him... No, it should be said that he is familiar with the old man or not, but you can go over and ask.

With this thought in mind, Su Ming followed behind the eldest lady and the secretary, and got into the back seat of a luxury car that symbolized capitalism.

Ah, the secretary... that is Hishako Shinto, the pink-haired girl who is inseparable from the eldest lady.

Because of his unexpected appearance and the draw with Erina, the eldest lady did not become the 'strongest' in the junior high school, and the loyal secretary seemed to have no good feelings towards him.

This is also impossible.

Su Ming put his hand on the car window and looked at the scenery outside.

After a while, he suddenly found through the car window that the face of the eldest lady beside him also turned to this side, and his eyes... were they looking at him?

"Is something wrong?" Turning his head and looking at the beautiful girl beside him, Su Ming asked softly.

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"..." Su Ming looked at her for a while, until a slight blush appeared on the girl's cheeks before he turned his head.

"The chairman is looking for me, do you have any questions to ask?"

Unlike Xingping's idiot, Su Ming's emotional intelligence is still acceptable.

At least when facing arrogant girls, he won't be as naive as Yukihira.

Knowing that if you ask, there will definitely be no results, so I simply divert the topic.

"I don't know." The girl recovered and said coldly, "Maybe it's just business."

"Is that so..."

The boy looked up at the roof of the car for a while, and after a while, he turned his head to look at Erina: "Hey, you must be very upset with me now, right?"

"what?"

Suddenly being called out by Su Ming, the girl's expression froze.

"After all, when I first came, I stole what you were bound to get, didn't I?"

"Hmph, who would care about that kind of thing."

"Do you really care?"

"Of course!"

"Then how about you give me the chance to enter the top ten?"

Su Ming looked at the girl with a smile and suddenly raised this topic.

"Whatever...what are you talking about?!"

She was accustomed to casually deal with it, but the girl suddenly realized what Su Ming said and turned her head to look at him sharply.

"I said, there is only one vacancy for the ten heroes, give it to me... how about it?"

"how is this possible!"

The girl clenched her fists: "What if you are the son of God of Cooking, I..."

"To shut up!"

"..."

Su Ming suddenly shouted, causing the secretary sitting in front to turn his head in surprise.

Erina stared at Su Ming blankly.

The girl never thought that one day she would be shouted 'shut up' by another person.

But the powerful prestige just now... actually shocked her directly.

It was as if he was angry with his grandfather, and he didn't dare to resist in any way.

"I only said it once, you can hear me clearly." Su Ming turned his head and his voice gradually became dull: "I am who I am, my name is Su Ming, and I am not an accessory to anyone."

"Don't let me hear the name 'Son of XXX' from your mouth again."

"do you understand?"

There was an inexplicable pressure in the plain tone.

Erina nodded shyly.

The secretary in front also nodded stupidly.

At this moment, they did not dare to disobey the meaning of the person in front of them. ..

Chapter [-] The Devil of Food

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"That's all it takes, how sweet~"

Su Ming's face turned gloomy, he laughed, and reached out his hand as if to comfort a pet, and touched Erina's head.

The eldest lady was stunned for a while, and finally reacted after a while.

"You!" Looking at Su Ming angrily, Erina felt really aggrieved.

She was reprimanded by a boy... She was even frightened...

"Well, don't worry about those little details." Su Ming smiled and stretched out his hand in front of Erina: "My name is Su Ming."

"..." Erina looked at him for a moment.

In the end, the girl stretched out her hand and held Su Ming's palm: "Nakiri Erina."

"Okay, Miss Erina, please give me more advice in the future."

"..."

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In a slightly eccentric atmosphere, the luxury car arrives at its destination.

Nakiri's house.

Following behind the girl, Su Ming came to the mansion where the gourmet devil lived.

Putting his hands in his pockets, he looked at the surrounding environment, and finally the boy's eyes fell on the old man sitting there in the center.

The Devil of Food - Nakiri Senzaemon.

"If you can be called the Demon King, your cooking skills must have reached an astonishing level."

Before the old man could speak, Su Ming put his eyes on him first, his eyes flickered, and he asked.

Dad asked him to come here, just to let Su Ming learn by analogy, and use his cooking skills to find a new way to reach the peak of 'skill'.

And in this world, except for the father who had disappeared, the cooking level of the others, in Su Ming's understanding, the one in front of him should be the strongest - at least one of the strongest.

If there is a chance, Su Ming doesn't mind learning how to cook with the person in front of him.

"Hahahaha, of course!" After hearing Su Ming's words, the old man didn't show any modesty, instead he laughed loudly with a look of approval.

So Su Ming added a label to the other party in his mind - stinky fart.

"Then I don't know how you compare to Dad." Rolling his eyes, Su Ming asked provocatively.

The old man's smile suddenly froze on his face.

After a long while, Nakiri Senzaemon coughed, and turned his head a little unnaturally: "That guy, somewhat... um, a little bit better than me."

"It's really only a little bit!"

Seemingly noticing Su Ming's contemptuous eyes, the blue veins on Nakiri Senzaemon's forehead jumped.

"Hmm, I believe it, really." Su Ming looked up at the sky.

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"No, I really believe it."

"..." Nakiri Xianzaemon's mouth twitched, and finally he sat down, took a sip of the tea next to him, and muttered, "If you don't believe me, forget it."

Huh~

This old man is actually funny.

"Chairman, you should be able to tell. Actually... I don't know any cooking skills."

After a brief meeting, Su Ming sat down opposite Nakiri Senzaemon.

Next to him sat Erina.

At this moment, the eldest lady seems to have become the most gentle wife, quietly listening to the conversation between the two, without saying a word except for occasionally adding tea to them.

Su Ming was a little surprised.

As expected of a educated eldest lady, this quality is really not covered.

"Is that true?" Hearing his words, the old man nodded.

Not only him, it seems that even Erina is not very surprised by this fact.

It seems that his performance in that assessment is not a secret in the eyes of those who care.