For Xia Chuyi, since she dared to come to the exchange conference, she was never afraid of other people’s challenges.

After a while, the organizers on stage said some official lines, then took the opportunity to introduce the entire itinerary of the upcoming World Food Festival.

The entire World Food Festival lasts seven days, and each country’s delegation will set up its own food pavilion at a designated location, open for the public to visit.

Then, there will be media and food critics from various countries who will review and score the food from each country, and finally, in the end, the first, second, and third-place awards will be selected for the exchange conference.

During this process, chefs from each delegation can have some friendly exchanges to increase the popularity of their pavilion, thereby achieving higher scores.

Since there are many countries attending the exchange conference, and media and food critics are not obligated to visit each pavilion, the location and popularity are very important.

If a pavilion is too remote and there are not many visitors, the final score will naturally not be high.

Then, one can only adopt strategies like challenging popular pavilions to increase their own exposure.

Thanks to their connection with Rayne, Xia Chuyi’s pavilion had a decent location.

After learning the specific rules, the exchange meeting ended.

Xia Chuyi and her group prepared to return to the hotel.

On the way back, the Korea delegation fell behind, seemingly preparing to say something to the organizers.

Seeing this, the Chinese translator remembered the previous insinuations from the Korea delegation—suggesting that China and Korea should "help each other out."

"Commander Huo and Mrs. Huo, do you think they might be planning something?" The translator from the delegation, seeing the actions of the Korea delegation, quietly said to Huo Shiqian and Xia Chuyi.

"Don’t worry about it, let them be." Huo Shiqian glanced at the Korea delegation and said calmly, "We just need to do our own part well."

"Yes, a gentleman is open and poised, while a petty person always worries." Xia Chuyi nodded and said, "Let’s not overthink it. If someone really wants to play tricks, Mr. Rayne will help us react."

"Alright then." Hearing what Huo Shiqian and Xia Chuyi said, the translator nodded and said no more.

Soon, they returned to the hotel.

"Shiwu, was today a bit boring?" As soon as they got back to the hotel, Xia Chuyi spoke to her well-behaved son, who hadn’t talked much all night. Upon hearing this, Huo Shiwu shook his little head and said, "Not boring. So many people with different skin colors, different eyes, and different hair, like monsters from the Monkey King, it’s interesting."

Xia Chuyi: ...

Son, your thinking is problematic! You’re the little monster!

However, Xia Chuyi didn’t criticize her son, but instead patted Huo Shiwu’s head and said, "Be good, keep these thoughts to yourself, and don’t tell others."

Hearing this, Huo Shiwu obediently nodded and said, "Don’t worry, mom, I’m not stupid."

You’re not stupid; you’re a clever little devil.

Xia Chuyi patted her son’s head and said, "Good boy, Shiwu, listen, in a couple of days, Aunt Scarlett will take you to the amusement park to play."

In this era, the amusement facilities in the United States are far more advanced than those at home. Xia Chuyi hopes her son will have more childhood fun.

Unexpectedly, upon hearing Xia Chuyi’s words, Huo Shiwu said, "Mom, can you grow up a bit and not always think about playing?"