"Mr. York, have you received the re-examination notice?" Enrique asked Tatum again.

After Tatum was silent, he replied honestly, "I just received a call from the butler not long ago, informing me to take the retest tomorrow afternoon."

Enrique immediately showed envy, but he still said gracefully, "Congratulations to you, Mr. York. There are not many people coming to take the exam this time. They all live in several hotels nearby, and I have also visited them. None of them have received notification of re-examination. Some haven't gone to interviews yet."

Tatum smiled and said, "Mr. Tran, have you visited them? We are competitors. Are you sure others will tell you the truth?"

Enrique was stunned for a moment and then said, "We are here for an interview. We can't make lies, and we can't use tricks or conspiracies. Even though we are competitors, telling the truth and lying will actually have no impact on others, and we will not suffer any losses. Even if everyone cooks the same dish, but the cooking temperature is different, the dish will be different in appearance and spirit."

Tatum smiled and said, "Everyone is unfamiliar with him, so I guess they all have a sense of defensiveness. But what Mr. Tran said makes sense. I'm not afraid that you'll visit me and talk to me about cooking. When I went for the interview, I didn't even cook. I just made snacks for the Ormond family's second lady and butler to eat. They all said it was okay, and the second lady also brought a box back to the company and said she wanted to give it to Miss Ormond to try."

After that, he received a phone call for a re-examination.

No need to ask; Elora knew it was him who made the snacks, and she ate them.

Elora: I was too hungry. I was afraid that I would not have the energy to hold a two-hour meeting, so I ate the snacks you made.

Tatum: It tastes terrible. You can't eat it, no matter how hungry you are.

Elora: That's true.

Enrique was stunned again and then asked, "Mr. York, are you better at making desserts? The Ormond family also needs a pastry chef."

He thought that if Tatum could only become the pastry chef of the Ormond family, then he still had hope.

Although cheating was impossible, Tatum was the first to receive the notice for re-examination. Enrique knew in his heart that Tatum had a great chance, which made him both envious and jealous. Tatum was so young; he looked to be in his mid-twenties at most, but his cooking skills surpass his.

It showed that Tatum was born to be a chef.

Innate advantages, coupled with acquired hard work, would surpass many people.

"Snacks are what I'm worst at." Enrique suddenly stopped talking.

His face fell, and he felt that he was going to fail again this time.

If he fails this time, he will not compete again. Just accept the reality.

Some things cannot be obtained by working hard.

"Ring ring ring..."

Tatum's cell phone rang again.

He took out his cell phone, saw that the caller ID was for the butler, and quickly answered it.

"Mr. York, where are you now?" the butler asked on the phone.

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