Imperial Capital, National Exhibition Center.
There were more and more people in the venue.
Before eight in the morning, every area was almost full.
At the same time, three people also entered the judging table, attracting a lot of attention.
"It's President Ye Hui…"
"Dr. Lu Qi…"
"And Dr. Tian Xiu…"
"What a luxurious judging lineup. They're already starting to get nervous."
There were discussions below.
At this moment, a middle-aged man in a suit and holding a microphone walked to the center of the venue.
With a smile on his face, he first coughed dryly to attract everyone's attention. Then, a loud voice sounded.
"Hello, friends from all walks of life. Welcome to the scene of the Feeding Conference."
"I'm the host of this Feeding Conference, Deng Lin."
The short-haired middle-aged man attracted everyone's attention through his voice.