My Waste Husband
Chapter 1157

Chapter 1157

Sister Hui threw a glance at Henry and said, "Just say it, how much do you want?"

"What do you mean, how do I want?" Henry asked with a puzzled expression.

"All right, no more pretending. Mr. Dong had probably promised you something in order to get you to take part in the competition. How much for you to give it up?" Sister Hui said bluntly.

Henry was a sharp man. Upon hearing this, he immediately understood why Sister Hui treated him that way for those few days. She did not want him to participate in the competition on behalf of Mr. Dong. As for the reason behind that, Henry did not need to think hard to come to a conclusion. It was probably because of some personal interests. After all, not just anyone could participate in the Mengbaton culinary competition. Every participant required a certain level of qualification. Coincidentally, Mr. Dong could present this qualification, but he could not present it to too many people.

As a chef, being able to win the Mengbaton award was basically the greatest honor in the world of culinary arts. Even if one did not win it, simply being able to participate in the culinary competition of Mengbaton, that alone was proof of one's ability, no matter where you went, you'd be highly valued if they knew that you had participated in the culinary competition of Mengbaton.

Simply put, this competition was a great opportunity to increase one's value! If it was not for Mr. Dong's obsession with this award, he would not have to offer Henry any benefits to participate on his behalf. On the contrary, many would happily complete this favour for him, simply just for the qualification.

"Speak!" Sister Hui got impatient when she saw that Henry remained silent. "How much do you want in order to give it up?"

"I don't need any of that." Henry shook his head. "You can just tell Mr. Dong that I have to make my leave. Please thank him for taking care of me in the past two days. I will repay his kindness when the opportunity arises."

After Henry said that, he took a step forward past Sister Hui, then strode away.

Sister Hui watched as Henry left and spat at the ground. "What's that? Repay his kindness? You make it all sound so nice!"

Sister Hui followed behind Henry. When she saw that Henry had completely left the hotel, she

breathed a sigh of relief, then pulled out her mobile phone and dialled a number. "Hurry, I've arranged it for you. Come immediately. I'll talk to Mr. Dong!"

Henry really was not joking with Sister Hui. He was never expecting to participate in the Mengbaton culinary competition from the start. He was not trying to fool Mr. Dong, but in his current situation, for him to participate in matters like this, he would first have to take care of the problem at hand.

Now the ship had docked. Henry believed that the men from the Alvin League would never allow him to enter the city. He did not believe that the Alvin League would not strike that night. He was not one to sit around awaiting death.

After Henry left the hotel, he took a taxi directly to the port.

Many ships were docked at the port. Ordinary ships and luxurious cruise ships were seen all aver the port.

Henry also noticed numerous men and women standing around picking the ships of their choice, preparing to rent one for a party at sea.

Henry chose an owner with relatively slower business.

"Hello, sir. What can I do for you?" As soon as Henry walked over, a pretty young lady took the initiative to approach him, and did not show any disgust towards him even when she saw him in a chef's uniform.

The sales attitude of judging books by the cover was very uncommon nowadays. Every sales consultant served each customer with their best attitude, which was the most basic, yet most necessary requirement for becoming an outstanding sales consultant.

Henry scanned the port and said, "How much for your ship?"

The beautiful lady smiled sweetly. "The small ship of that size can provide enough space for the queue of up to eight people, the charges are 3600 for 8 hours, a small alcohol and beverage set is included. For eight to sixteen people, it is..."

"No need for that." Henry waved his hand.

The beautiful lady paused and said, "Sir, are you looking for one that could accommodate for eight people? That would be most suitable for small gatherings. We would also very much recommend this one."

"No." Henry shook his head and said, "I mean, how much id it to buy a few ships from you?"

"Buy?" The salesgirl was momentarily stunned.

"Yes, I want them right now. Please go and ask your boss about this." "Well..." the salesgirl thought for a few seconds and said, "Sir, please take a seat here while I'll ask my boss."

Half an hour later, the pretty sales consultant returned with her eyes sparkling with joy. Henry, who was still in his chef's uniform, paid for the ship that was worth seven million yuan with the swipe of his card and sped off into the sea.

At seven o'clock in the evening, in the Era of Peace hotel, at the registration area of the Mengbaton culinary competition.

Mr. Dong stood there and looked around.

Several bodyguards walked over hurriedly from the sides.

"Have you found him?" Mr. Dong asked with, his face somewhat anxious.

"Boss, we've looked everywhere, but Mr. Zhang was nowhere to be seen." one bodyguard gasped.

"Don't bother looking." Sister Hui's voice rang. She walked over from a side. "Mr. Dong, not that I want to say this about you, but you can't just go about giving your trust to others, you have to pick your choices carefully. I met him today. He told me to pay him 200,000 in advance and said that it was for the purchase of some kitchen supplies for the competition. I didn't know much about it, so I gave it to him, but in the end this guy just disappeared, looks like we have all been cheated by him."

"Impossible!" Mr.Dong shook his head. "Syl is a capable man. His is very skilled and his techniques are very sophisticated. A person with an unjust mind could never obtain such culinary skills. If he has gone to purchase kitchen supplies, he would definitely return later. An excellent chef is very picky with his untensils."

Sister Hui sighed aloud, then said. "Mr.Dong, you are just too honest a man. You can't even see that you have been cheated. I have already called my cousin over. If that guy doesn't return, let my cousin take his place."

Sister Hui spun around and a handsome young man who was approximately 25 years of age appeared in Mr. Dong eyes.

The young man smiled and greeted him, "Mr. Dong."

"Why are you here?" Mr. Dong frowned at the sight of the young man. "Your skills have not matured enough. You won't even be able to obtain a place in this competition at all. Go back."

The young man looked at Sister Hui a little embarrassedly.

Sister Hui stepped forward and hugged Mr. Dong by his arm. "Mr. Dong, what do you mean by this?

What's the matter with my cousin's cooking? Didn't he also win a few awards before? You would rather place your trust in a liar than my family? I've followed you for so many years. Have you always had your guard against me?"

"No, Hui, don't think like that." Mr. Dong tried explaining.

"That's enough of you, Mr. Dong!" Sister Hui shook off Mr. Dong's arm, then looked at the handsome young man and told him to leave with her.

The handsome young man smiled once more at Mr. Dong then quickly followed behind her.

After both of them left the registration area, the handsome young man reached out and grabbed Sister Hui by her slender waist. Discontent was written all over his face. He said, "Babe, didn't you tell me that you've already got it settled? Yet that old fart is still keeping me out of this."

"Don't worry. The man he's looking for won't be coming back. You'll definitely enter the competition tomorrow," Sister Hui said confidently.

"Good, then." the handsome young man spoke.

Meanwhile, in the vast open sea.

Henry steered a luxurious cruise ship into the high seas.

Behind Henry's ship, the cheetah and chameleon men too steered a boat. They not travelling too quickly or too slowly, it was as if both parties had come to some sort of agreement