Chapter 1212 That person's surname is Qin

Yes, all of this can be prepared by Fu Zhendong in order to push Qin Luo's little tail down from the sky.

Simply things went smoothly.

After doing all this, Fu Zhendong made a please gesture to Cameron, "Professor Cameron, please..."

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As usual, the business of Yanjing Hotel is still very hot.

Diners from all over the world gather here to enjoy this delicious feast.

"Speaking of Yanjing Hotel, there is still a problem. It is rumored that whoever solves it will get 100,000 yuan in cash. Unfortunately, it was cracked half a year ago, otherwise we can try..."

At the dinner table, Fu Zhendong said with a smile.

The dining table has a special meaning in China. He is not only a place to eat, but also a place to socialize. No matter what kind of friendship, you are brothers after a meal.

"Fu Yuan really wants to know who took the prize money?" Hearing Fu Zhendong's words, Qin Luo's eyes narrowed.

"You know?" Fu Zhendong became interested.

Almost all Yanjing people in the Yanjing Hotel know that countless people aim to solve the mystery on the spot, and Fu Zhendong is no exception. Of course he is interested.

"Of course I know. I was there when I solved the mystery." Qin Luo shrugged his shoulders and said without a smile.

"Oh?" After hearing Qin Luo's words, Fu Zhendong became more interested.

He never expected Qin Luo to be the witness to the mystery.

"Who is it?" Fu Zhendong asked curiously.

who?

You may not believe it when you say it, but you are the master of the school.

Although he thought so, Qin Luo didn't say it directly.

Wang Po sells melons and brags about herself, saying it from a scholarly tyrant, this simply lowers Qin Luo's arrogance.

"Guess..." Qin Luo said with a smile.

Guess?

God is so "guessing", there are so many people, how to guess? Do you want to come out and guess which one of the 100 family names?

"Give me a range?" After hesitating for a while, Fu Zhendong spat out these words.

scope?

Qin Luo glanced around the hotel with his eyes, and then said with a serious face: "He is in this hotel."

right here?

A gleam of light flashed in Fu Zhendong's eyes.

In an instant, he had already made a decision in his heart.

The person who can solve the puzzle must be a person with excellent cooking skills, and how many such people are there? Aside from the hotel's own chef, there are very few people left.

Soon Fu Zhendong fixed his gaze on a middle-aged man.

Chief Quanjude!

"Is it Master Zhang from Quanjude?" Fu Zhendong said confidently.

Quanjude? Master Zhang?

Sorry, sorry, this handsome forced the surname Qin.

"No." Qin Luo shook his head.

"Is that Mr. Liu from Sheraton?"

"no!"

Not yet?

Fu Zhendong looked around, there were only two chefs in the restaurant, who else would they be?

Suddenly, the corner of his eyes caught Qin Luo's smile.

Emmmm, could it be Qin Luo?