Jed stared at Director Liu, speechless. What the hell were you doing? He had come to Yan-Huang for Big Chef. Now that Liu had driven the man away, how was he supposed to crush Qin Fen in front of hundreds of millions of European viewers, humiliate him before countless eyes, achieve glory, and reach the pinnacle of his life?
Jed already had an excellent foundation: status and prestige. But that was as far as he would get in this lifetime. To rise any higher, he either had to devise a more impressive robot design or find himself a stepping stone.
At his age, making a technological breakthrough was difficult, but finding an unexpected stepping stone was not. Qin Fen was the perfect candidate in every respect. Jed had put in an enormous amount of work to finally face off against Big Chef, and now this bastard was telling him not to let Qin Fen compete?
So all those favors were called in for nothing, and all that money was wasted? Filming this wasn't cheap! Jed felt as though he had suffered an internal injury.
What he did not realize was that Director Liu and Qin Jun were actually on his side. They were both Qin Fen's enemies-well, perhaps not enemies, but at least factors working against him.
They had just given Big Chef a good round of grief. Most people would have at least given them a thumbs-up, but Jed was not grateful. Sure, driving him away felt great, but what the fuck am I supposed to do now?
Yes, that was exactly what Director Liu had done. If not for Qin Fen, things would never have blown up like this today. Before Jed arrived, when Qin Fen said he was quitting, Liu had hardly tried to keep him. To