"I give up, I yield, is that enough? I bow to Boss Wang, please, Boss Wang, accept my submission, and while you're at it, take me as your apprentice. I want to learn how to make Chinese desserts from you."
"The person upstairs, you're shameless, the abacus beads are bouncing off my face."
"No, we need to focus on the main point, so can I now assume that Boss Wang has already won?"
"Definitely, absolutely won!"
Zhang Tao's timely voice sounded: "Alright, now that the three judges have tasted the desserts from both competitors, we would like to ask the three judges to make their choices. Who is the winner of this round? Contestant Wang Fan or Contestant Kerry?"
Chen Guomin glanced at Allen, seeing that he had no intention of speaking first, and with a smile on his face, said, "Let me go first this round."
