"Are you trying to kill me?"
In the comprehensive kitchen, Shun Lie's scream akin to a pig being slaughtered could not be contained by even the soundproof walls. The staff responsible for the comprehensive kitchen operations were used to such sudden outbursts and calmly loaded specific ingredients onto the truck, then delivered them to the respective kitchens.
Inside the kitchen, Shun Lie's face was an iron-blue as he stared at the dark, sesame-strewn spherical object in front of him. His expression was beyond description, even with a pie chart. Sun Xingzhe, seeing this, immediately tried to defuse the situation:
"Don't get so worked up, maybe it just looks bad but actually tastes pretty good?"
"Why don't you give it a try then?" Shun Lie's professionalism in his field was impeccable, not even sparing Sun Xingzhe as he passed the plate over.
