The two people's backs straightened instantly.
Is it him?
Chen Zhuan had only seen Eric's photos a few times in the system, the same business ID photos after the skin was smoothed and highlighted. In his impression, Eric also wore glasses and was nearly 50 years old.
Chen Zhuan pulled the corner of his mouth, nodded to Eric, and introduced himself: "Hello, my name is Chen Zhuan. I'm from the creative department of the Beijing office." He pointed at Sheng Yiqing, "This is my wife."
Eric smiled: "I'm from the Hong Kong office, hello Yiqing, this is my wife..."
A cheer interrupted the conversation between the two people. The first group's competition was over, and the staff came with a rope. Sheng Yiqing and Eric's wife had to look at each other, nodded, and then returned to their respective tracks.
The referee waved the flag in his hand, signaling everyone to get ready:
"Three!"
Chen Zhuan's hand was around Sheng Yiqing's waist, and he pulled Sheng Yiqing's arm around his waist to remind Sheng Yiqing to concentrate.
"Is that person your head of Asia Pacific? Is his wife Sun Ning?"
Referee: "Two!"
"It doesn't matter. Just play hard."
"No!" Sheng Yiqing glared at Chen Zhuan, "If they are really Eric and Sun Ning, this is very important! The boss must win the game!"
Referee: "One! Ready——"
"It's too late, let's win first." Chen Zhuan got into position, "Be more serious."
"No..."
Referee: "Go!"
With a whistle, the audience on both sides were boiling! Chen Zhuan took the lead and Sheng Yiqing followed quickly.
More than a dozen people started crookedly.
As the "key test question" of this task, game competition, Chen Zhuan and Sheng Yiqing had already conducted intensive training downstairs in the community.
After all, they had trained, and ordinary couples would not be so bored as to practice three-legged race at home. Not long after the game started, Chen Zhuan and Sheng Yiqing were far ahead. The sound of colleagues falling down came from behind, and the audience around laughed.
Seeing that the game was already halfway through, Sheng Yiqing thought more and more that something was wrong, and pulled Chen Zhuan's arm to analyze: "No! There is a conspiracy!"
Chen Zhuan was stunned: "What conspiracy can there be in such a crappy game?"
"Why did they all fall down? Was it intentional? Because Eric is here! The champion of this game must be Eric!"
"No way..."
Her tone was too sure, which made Chen Zhuan confused. The two people slowed down. Sheng Yiqing quickly glanced back, and sure enough, Eric and his wife had not fallen down. The two people lowered their heads, and Eric shouted the rhythm in his mouth, approaching them step by step.
"Fall!" Sheng Yiqing immediately gave the order.
"Huh?" Chen Zhuan thought he had heard it wrong.
"Human relations! Human relations!" She was anxious, "If you don't let up, you will win!" Seeing that Eric and his wife were about to catch up, Sheng Yiqing refused to move.
"No..." Chen Zhuan was helpless: "You are such a competitive person, why don't you think about winning now?"
"Losing now! That's the real win!" After saying that, she gritted her teeth and stopped immediately.
The key to the three-legged race is the rhythm of the steps and the cooperation between the two people, and at the same time, the body must be balanced. Sheng Yiqing stopped like this, and Chen Zhuan happened to take a step forward. The two people tied together instantly shook violently like a broken machine. Chen Zhuan quickly reacted and stopped to ensure that the two people would not fall.
While they were in a stalemate, another couple behind them also arrived and soon surpassed Eric and his wife. Seeing that the finish line was close at hand, Sheng Yiqing still refused to sprint.
"If you fool around again, you will really lose." Chen Zhuan was anxious.
Sheng Yiqing: "We must not win this game! We must ensure that Eric wins!"
At this moment, they were still in the first place, and the other couple surpassed Eric and his wife and were about to catch up in a few steps.
"Kill the second place! Help Eric win the championship!" She gritted her teeth, issued an order, and leaned back heavily while holding Chen Zhuan. With a "bang", they fell back and collided with another couple.
The four people fell into a ball. A muffled groan came from under her body, and Sheng Yiqing was pressed on a woman.
The audience burst into boos, and then a cheer came - a team ran across the finish line.
The game is over!
Sheng Yiqing and Chen Zhuan quickly climbed up, and when they looked at the couple under them, they were stunned.
"Eric?!"
The wind blew over the lake. The summer sky was very blue. The clouds floated by and were printed on the lake, and their shapes were slightly elongated. A stone was thrown into the lake and sank to the bottom of the water with a thud, disturbing the sky.
Sheng Yiqing sat by the lake, holding her head. A sound of footsteps approached and stopped beside her. After a while, she felt a cool touch on her head - Chen Zhuan put a popsicle on the top of her head.
"...What happened?" Sheng Yiqing raised her head weakly, picked up the popsicle that fell on the grass, and tore open the wrapping paper.
"One good news. And one bad news. And one good news, and, and one bad news. Which one do you want to hear?" Chen Zhuan sat down beside her.
"Just tell me in the order that tortured me the most. I deserve it."
"Don't say that about yourself." Chen Zhuan laughed and touched her hair.
"You know the bad news, we lost the game, and the first place is not Eric and his wife."
Sheng Yiqing looked frustrated: "What's the good news?"
"The good news is--" Chen Zhuan leaned close to her ear, "This Eric is not the Eric we are looking for, and his wife is not Sun Ning. I just went to inquire about it. He is from Hong Kong, but he is just an ordinary employee of the Hong Kong office. He was traveling in Beijing these days and participated in the Family Day."
Sheng Yiqing was stunned: "Really?!" Then she felt more guilty: "We will see them later, apologize several more times."
Chen Zhuan glared at her: "They said it was okay a long time ago, anyway, they can't tell that you fell on purpose. Just think of it as your bad luck."
"What about the real Eric and Sun Ning?" Although it was a family day, there were too many people, and the venue was large. The executives also ate and rested in special places. So far, they have not seen the true face of Eric and Sun Ning.
"Not here yet. I asked my boss, and he said the kid had a stomachache after eating too much hot pot. Two of us stayed in the hospital with him this morning, and he won't be here until this afternoon."
"No wonder." Sheng Yiqing nodded, and after a while, she said sullenly, "This is my fault."
Chen Zhuan glanced at her coldly.
Sheng Yiqing pursed her lips and finally managed to say, "I'm sorry."
It was rare to give in.
Chen Zhuan snorted, took out an orange from his pocket, and handed it to her: "I'll punish you to peel the orange."
It was lunch time, and a buffet was prepared in the main building. After lunch, you can take a free walk, and you can also go to the other side of the lake to see the alpacas up close.
The two sat side by side on the shore, and Sheng Yiqing stuffed a peeled orange into Chen Zhuan's mouth, a peel into her own mouth, and stuffed the orange peel into the side pocket of her backpack.
"By the way! What's the other bad news?"
"Oh." Chen Zhuan nodded, signaling Sheng Yiqing to feed him another slice, "The results of the final game competition are out, and we are the second to last. And, according to the latest rules, this ranking will be counted in the weight of the final best family selection."
"So... we are basically out of the best family, right?" Sheng Yiqing regretted even more, and buried her head lower, "It's really my fault today... I shouldn't..."
"Now is not the time to blame yourself." Chen Zhuan couldn't bear to see her like this, stretched out his hand to pinch her face, interrupted her, "You still have a chance to redeem yourself."
"You mean?" His face was pinched, and his pronunciation was also vague.
"The cooking competition in a while." Chen Zhuan asked a question that even he knew was a negative answer: "Are you sure to win the championship?"
"..."
If you want to evaluate Sheng Yiqing's cooking skills.
It's hard for Chen Zhuan to use non-offensive words. In short, Sheng Yiqing has no cooking skills. The most commonly used tools in the kitchen are only microwave ovens and instant noodle pots.
As the competition was about to begin, several staff members from the administrative department were busy setting up the competition venue in the middle of the lawn. They used several dining tables to form a huge "口" shape. On each table was an induction cooker, a ceramic pot, a cutting board and a knife. On both sides of the table were piled up small mountains of ingredients.
The rules of the competition were very simple. Families competed as a unit. Each family sent two members. After the whistle sounded, one member was responsible for grabbing the ingredients, while the other member squatted at the table and cooked the grabbed ingredients within the specified time. Finally, the results were distributed to the audience, and the audience voted for the best food.
In addition, after the members finished grabbing the ingredients, the referee team would separately announce today's theme ingredients, and all contestants must use a large amount of theme ingredients during the cooking process, otherwise, it would be considered off-topic.
In Sheng Yiqing's view, the rules of the game were no longer important. According to her level, being able to cook the ingredients grabbed by Chen Zhuan was a victory.
The contestants were already in place. Chen Zhuan and Sheng Yiqing wore orange armbands this time. He leaned close to her ear and whispered, "...How about you go grab the ingredients and I'll cook?"
"Why?"
"You can release some murderous aura." He teased her.
Sheng Yiqing shook his head, "No. The executives are watching. In their eyes, a good wife has to keep the pot!"
"Then what ingredients should I grab?"
Sheng Yiqing simply threw it away: "Raw, bread, jam, cream, sweet."
"Western food?" Chen Zhuan frowned, "Have you forgotten the theme food? Last year's theme food was pig intestines, the year before last was pig brains, and the year before that was spicy duck tongues..."
Sheng Yiqing took a deep breath: "At worst, I can make pig intestine sandwiches, pig brain sandwiches, spicy duck intestine sandwiches... In short, I have weighed it, and everything can be a sandwich."
He frowned: "... Don't you want to win at all?"
"Don't worry about it."
...
At the referee's command, several male compatriots immediately rushed out and ran to the sauce area without any prior agreement. After all, the bigwigs in the Beijing office love Sichuan cuisine, so the style of family day in recent years has been too unified, and the theme ingredients are all traditional Chinese food, so the cooking competitions over the years are essentially a competition of Sichuan cuisine. Someone even did the elimination method before, listing all the theme ingredients of the past ten years, and thought that this year's theme ingredient was either oxtail or pork tripe.
You can tell with your toes that Sheng Yiqing's plan to make a sandwich of everything is definitely a dead end.
Thinking of this, Chen Zhuan had already reached the sauce area. He ran fast, so he subconsciously picked up a can of bean paste and Lao Gan Ma, glanced at Sheng Yiqing not far away, and took a deep breath - "Forget it, do what she said."
As soon as the bean paste and Lao Gan Ma were put down, they were snatched away by the colleagues who followed closely, leaving a sentence: "Thanks, Brother Zhuan."
Soon, soy sauce, dark soy sauce, cooking wine, oyster sauce... were all swept away.
Chen Zhuan had no choice but to take a can of white sugar from the remaining seasonings.
The time for the food competition was a total of one minute, and the first "spectacle" appeared on the field: behind a group of fiercely competing contestants, there was a leisurely Chen Zhuan who was walking like a stroll.
He carried the basket in one hand, like a scrap recycler, picking up whatever others didn't want. He took a few slices of bread, and casually picked a few leaves that everyone else had left. He completed the task in less than 30 seconds, and handed the basket to Sheng Yiqing: "Here."
It seemed that he had completely given up.
Standing next to the pot, Sheng Yiqing looked at Chen Zhuan: "You have no confidence in me?"
"Want to hear the truth?" He sighed and said frankly: "You know it's a losing game.
"Then why don't you take other props?"
"As long as you say it, I will definitely cooperate with you. Compared with losing the game, the sin of not cooperating with your wife is a little bigger. Sheng Yiqing--" He stopped smiling, looked into her eyes, and curved his lips: "I don't want to disappoint you."
"Time is up! All players, please return to your positions. "
The referee interrupted the conversation between the two.
The referee stood in the center of the "口" shape, and saw that the tables of the people around him were piled up into a small mountain. Only on the table of Sheng Yiqing and Chen Zhuan, there was a bundle of bread slices, lettuce, and a mess of condensed milk, sugar, and even a can of French foie gras puree.
"Okay." Sheng Yiqing took a deep breath.
"Now we announce the theme ingredients--" The referee waved his hand, and a cloth-covered cart was pushed in.
"Chen Zhuan..." She suddenly took his hand and whispered: "I hope I won't let you down either."
Chen Zhuan was stunned and glanced at Sheng Yiqing, only to see that she was staring at the referee's hand. The next second, the hand grabbed the cloth and pulled it down hard--"Cherry!"
The referee announced loudly: "Isn't it a bit unexpected? The theme of our Beijing Department Family Day this time is--Cherry! ! "
In the midst of the hustle and bustle, only Sheng Yiqing seemed relieved. Chen Zhuan looked at Sheng Yiqing with wide eyes and lowered his voice: "Did you know this a long time ago?"
"Hush." She shrugged and handed Chen Zhuan a frame calmly: "Let's make cherry jam sandwiches. Take as many cherries as you can. "
... "Chen Zhuan lowered his head and stared into her eyes, "How did you know that the theme ingredient is cherry?"
"Guess?"
These two words have been said for at least an afternoon. Seeing Chen Zhuan's murderous expression, Sheng Yiqing smiled and slowly said: "Do you remember that Mr. Xie sent me a link to register for a waiter at the Bellagio?"
"Of course I remember." Chen Zhuan nodded, "You didn't want to be a waiter at that time, so you didn't want to divorce me... No... Damn!"
Speaking of this, he suddenly reacted and looked at Sheng Yiqing in disbelief: "So you still signed up to be a waiter?"
"Not stupid! I really came to the kitchen to work half a day yesterday afternoon." Sheng Yiqing curved the corners of her mouth, "One of the tasks is to help buy the ones for today's "Parents' World" Family Day-"
"Cherries?!" Chen Zhuan was stunned.
"Women who want to win, always
I won't lose." As he said this, Sheng Yiqing picked up a cherry from the basket, stretched out his arm and stuffed it into his mouth:
"Sweet, right? Your wife picked it herself."
...
As the two were talking, a colleague came over and shouted to them from a distance of several meters: "The couples of the best families, come and gather! The awards will be presented soon!"
Chen Zhuan and Sheng Yiqing looked at each other, embarrassed, and waved to the colleague: "I'll be there soon."
The final award ceremony and speech was held in the main building of the Bellagio. The distance between the people was shortened, and the colleague said: "Our boss has thought of the award speech, but he couldn't find anyone, so he quickly sent me to find someone."
"Huh?" Chen Zhuan felt something was wrong and touched his nose, "Isn't the person in charge of the Asia-Pacific region the one who presented the award? How did it become our boss?"
"Oh! "I just heard my colleague wave his hand and said lightly, "Don't mention it. I don't know what Eric's family ate outside yesterday. The child had gastroenteritis this morning. At noon, they also started vomiting and diarrhea. They are now registering with the International Department..."
"Ah?"
Chen Zhuan's expression was already frozen, and Sheng Yiqing was also frozen. She was so shocked that she asked a nonsense question: "Then...what about his wife, Sun Ning, is not coming?"
"She can come?" The colleague pouted. After a while, he thought of something and his tone became mysterious: "Oh, but although Eric and his wife can't come today, they have prepared a surprise - his wife's company is engaged in medical beauty, and it will be listed soon. She said that she prepared a big gift for the best family today. I guarantee that none of you have seen it!"
As he said this, he opened his mobile phone, swiped out a picture, and presented it to the two of them, with a rare excitement: "Look! Is it a top gift?"