I’ve Gone Viral Because of a Money-Saving Variety Show

Chapter 24: Chapter 24: Stomach King Honorary Title! Chapter 24: Chapter 24: Stomach King Honorary Title! Chen Xixi’s move is so ruthless! Not only did she seek revenge for Zheng He’s earlier display of arrogance, but she also trapped him, hahaha! Zheng He can either eat cautiously today and pay for his meal, or he can pig out and let President Zhou lose embarrassingly, thereby offending his sugar daddy.

Either way, no matter which path he chooses, there’s no happy ending…

Just now, he was mocking Chen Xixi, saying with absolute confidence that he was sure he could win, and in less than three minutes he lost his grip… Young people, you can’t make promises too full, otherwise the pace of getting slapped in the face is just as quick.

Even if Zheng He doesn’t dare to beat President Zhou, but just based on President Zhou’s stomach capacity, which can be satisfied with just a bowl of porridge, and his extremely particular eating speed, can he really win?

I really can’t imagine what President Zhou’s wild-eating style would be like.

You guys don’t forget, President Zhou didn’t have lunch today…

That’s not called skipping lunch, it’s Chen Xiaokou holding over 900 yuan and not letting him eat!

Following the wealthiest Guest, ending up so miserable, President Zhou really has it tough.

Zheng He, who lacks restraint and doesn’t hesitate to use any means to win, easily overlooks Zhou Jinyuan who’s on the same track when he gets cocky.

Plus, Zheng He hasn’t eaten anything good in so many days, maybe today he really can perform exceptionally and win a free meal.

That’s why she was just worried that Zhou Jinyuan would lose.

Her slightly threatening reminder will definitely make Zheng He control himself when he competes.

Zheng He panicked and quickly turned to ask the waiter, “Can I choose not to participate in the contest?”

The waiter revealed a polite smile, “Sorry, sir, you cannot cancel once you successfully registered. If you must cancel, you need to pay a 200 yuan penalty fee.”

Zheng He frowned deeply, and his voice unconsciously raised: “Why do I have to pay a penalty fee? This is forced participation, this is too much!”

The waiter spoke calmly and politely: “Sir, you signed up voluntarily for the contest, no one forced you.”

Zheng He put his hands on his hips, grinding his teeth with anger, “I volunteered for the contest, but I don’t want to participate now. You are preventing me from quitting and asking for a penalty fee, isn’t this forced? I think you just want to make money off the penalty fee, this is extortion!”

The waiter patiently explained: “If everyone who signs up for the contest says they want to quit and quits, then how can we carry out our event? The penalty fee is only to ensure the event can proceed normally, and we do not intend to make money off your penalty fee.”

The waiter’s response was impeccable and indisputable, suddenly leaving Zheng He’s anger seething within him.

However, within a few seconds, something seemed to dawn on Zheng He, and the rage on his face dissipated quite a bit, and he sneered, “But the advertisement board outside your restaurant didn’t mention any penalty fee, so this is forced consumption, I’m going to report your store!”

Chen Xixi could report his store before, so he could use the same method to report this store.

Moreover, the production team also said that gaining compensation through reporting isn’t against the rules.

Later he could get a few more free meals and compensation money, and then his assets would definitely surpass Chen Xixi, becoming the new Saving King on the show!

Just as Zheng He began to show a smug smile, suddenly a piece of paper appeared in front of him.

Then Chen Xixi’s voice drifted over, “At the bottom of the form, the third last line, written in black and bold fonts, take a good look. It’s not on the advertisement board, but that doesn’t mean it wasn’t communicated in other ways, you just didn’t pay attention, don’t wrong others.”

Apart from the general food survey and accident avoidance clauses, the form also explained the contest rules at the bottom.

When signing something with so many rigid clauses, most people don’t have the patience to read all the specific content in detail.

Especially since it’s just a Stomach King contest and not some document involving huge risks, even fewer would bother to read it carefully.

At most skimming over it, the number of words retained in their head may not even be a tenth of those written on the paper.

Chen Xixi also just glanced over it, but when it came to deduction of money, she took a closer look and paid attention.

Zheng He immediately grabbed the form, found the third last line, and his eyes bulged instantly!

It’s actually there, damn!

[Restaurant: That was close, almost got reported, thankfully I am meticulous!]

[I almost thought Zheng He really found a reportable store, and he could get compensated just like Chen Xixi.]

[Chen Xixi actually stood up for the store, which is kinda surprising, I thought she would just take advantage of the store.]

[Chen Xixi taking advantage of the merchants on the show is only for the prize money; it’s not that she has any enmity towards the merchants.]

[From reporting bad merchants to voluntarily paying Jin Cheng’s medical bills, to now helping the merchants out of a bind, it’s clear that her values are quite upright.]

[What do you mean by upright! I think you all must be paid sock puppets hired by Chen Xixi, huh? Speaking of her as if she’s some paragon of justice! In my opinion, she’s just kicking Zheng He when he’s down, trying to make Zheng He lose!]

[Zheng He is done for. It looks like he’s got no choice but to spend money on today’s meal.]

There are a total of twenty contestants in the Stomach King competition, ten men and ten women.

Each contestant’s table is set with two large plates of minced meat dumplings and a glass of water.

Waiters stand by their tables, ready to refill dumplings and water at any moment.

There are thirty dumplings in a plate.

Whoever eats the most within five minutes will be honored with the title of Stomach King and enjoy the privilege of a free meal.

Before the competition, Chen Xixi looked up towards the row of men opposite her… Zhou Jinyuan, sitting here in a tailored black suit, seemed so out of place.

He should be like the characters in TV shows, making decisions in a luxurious office on projects worth hundreds of millions every minute, nonchalantly tossing the contract on the table, then arrogantly declaring: I’m investing in this project.

And not like at this moment, sitting in front of a cheap plastic table, facing plates of minced meat dumplings, competing with a bunch of unrelated people for the honor of Stomach King.

Zhou Jinyuan seems to notice her gaze and also looks up, his eyes meeting hers.

Chen Xixi raises her hand in a fist, silently cheering him on: You can do it!

Then she sees Zhou Jinyuan nodding his head.

When the restaurant manager blows the whistle, the brutal battle for the title of Stomach King officially starts.

Everyone begins to eat with gusto, dumpling after dumpling shoveled into their mouths as if they’re chewing gum, with no sign of stopping.

Except for Zheng He.

Zhou Jinyuan didn’t have much regard for him to begin with, and Zheng He still wants to continue recording the show, so there’s no way he could offend President Zhou.

His only option is to lose the competition and pay for his own recklessness and the dumplings.

However, the bill is calculated based on the number of plates of dumplings eaten; if he only eats one plate, then he can minimize his losses.

Zheng He, who has resolved to merely go through the motions, eats leisurely throughout, glancing at Chen Xixi who is continuously devouring dumplings with a sharp gaze.

He’s eager to see if she can win!

[It looks like Zheng He is ready to give up this round, Chen Xixi’s tactic of pressuring him through the sponsor is pretty harsh.]

[Chen Xixi is eating quite fast, seems like she might win.]

[President Zhou’s speed doesn’t seem slow, but his eating style doesn’t have the wildness of the guy next to him, that guy can wolf down three in one bite.]

But in the next second, the guy who could wolf down three in one bite chokes, sipping on water and slowly chewing, and soon others catch up with his pace.

It seems that how many you can eat in one bite is not important, what’s important is to have your own rhythm when eating, and eating recklessly definitely won’t do.

Until exactly five minutes have passed, the whistle sounds again, and all contestants stop their motions.

The restaurant manager begins counting the numbers, and after about five minutes, the manager announces the results with great enthusiasm: “I hereby announce that the winners of the Stomach King title are contestant number three female and contestant number seven male!”

[Isn’t contestant number three female Chen Xixi?!]

[Impressive! Chen Xixi can really eat, huh!]

[I feel like she’s about to throw up…]

[Who is the male contestant number seven? Is it President Zhou?]