Chapter 20 Your piece is fake!
Everyone couldn't believe their ears, what did the voice on the phone just say?
Waiting at the door?
In other words, Elena Shaw not only invited the old chef, but also made him wait at the door for a call?
Is Elena Shaw talking nonsense?
Soon, the reality broke everyone's suspicion.
The door opened, and an old man with white beard and hair walked in with a phone in one hand and a kitchen knife in the other, laughing.
The old man walked all the way, walked up to Elena Shaw, who was so stunned that she could stuff an egg, and laughed like an old urchin: "Miss Shaw, the old man is here, it's not too late! Haha..."
"Old old old... Senior chef fairy, is it really you?"
As if in disbelief, Elena Shaw's tongue began to tie up.
The old chef flashed the black kitchen knife in his right hand: "People can imitate it, but no one can imitate this old man's knife!"
"Howev

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