Daddy! Come Home for Dinner!

Sheldon Rowland:

Did you just want to tell me this?

So it means I can only look, but not eat.

Sheldon Rowland seriously suspects that it’s because he previously showed off his keen eyes and presented himself as more gentlemanly and considerate than Adrian Zhekova in front of Cindy Clarke, so the scumbag CEO is holding a grudge against him!

Sheldon Rowland quietly sniffed and left Adrian Zhekova’s office with teary eyes.

Cindy Clarke thought to herself, it seemed like Sheldon Rowland really wanted to eat as well.

She decided to bring a portion for Sheldon Rowland next time.

With that thought, Cindy Clarke opened the food container in front of her, which came from “Quire”.

The food container was divided into sections, with each dish occupying one.

Each section had the name of the dish attached.

The color of each dish was simply eye-catching.

The jade-green soft skin wrapped around lobster meat, topped with a small bunch of black truffle, and a golden foil decoration.

Cindy Clarke thought that this dish seemed to be full of the taste of money.

Another section had abalone in aspic, accompanied by crispy fried corn fritters topped with Wagyu beef cubes.

Cindy Clarke felt that she had really seen a lot of the world today.

She knew that a Michelin Three Star Restaurant would normally require at least one month’s advance reservation, and it might not even guarantee a reservation, let alone takeout meals.

If it weren’t for Adrian Zhekova’s orders, “Quire” would never provide it. Just as she was thinking about this, Cindy Clarke saw Adrian Zhekova starting to eat.

After he scooped up a spoonful of fried rice, Cindy Clarke introduced it: “I fried the rice with shrimp roe to get this orange-yellow color.”

“No wonder it has a sweet and fresh taste.” Adrian Zhekova nodded.

Adrian Zhekova mixed a spoonful of fried rice with the dry-braised shrimp, and the taste was surprisingly good.

Under the smoked salmon on the side, there was a mixture of vegetables. Adrian Zhekova cut open the egg, and the thick yolk flowed out, mixing with the mayonnaise and the salmon and the vegetables underneath.

The tender salmon, accompanied by its unique texture and fat, blended with the creamy yolk, and the delicate taste made Adrian Zhekova involuntarily slow down his chewing.

Immediately following that was the crisp vegetables, which alleviated the greasiness of the salmon and the mayonnaise.

“How is it?” Cindy Clarke was too nervous to eat herself, and asked anxiously.

“I think it could be on ‘Quire’s menu too.” Adrian Zhekova praised.

“That’s too exaggerated.” Cindy Clarke felt embarrassed.

“No, I’m telling the truth. Usually, when the high-end restaurants under my name develop new dishes, they let me taste first, and in my opinion, your cooking skills are not inferior at all.”

Adrian Zhekova smiled slightly and suggested, “How about this? As long as I’m at the company, I’ll leave my lunch to you. In exchange, I’ll let you have the lunches from my company’s restaurants. I’ll eat what you cook, and you’ll eat the lunches from the restaurants under my name.”

“Consider it my payment for your meals,” Adrian Zhekova said.

“I didn’t expect to charge you anything in the first place.” Cindy Clarke was worried about how to repay Adrian Zhekova’s kindness, so taking this opportunity to prepare his lunch would be a good thing even if she had to do it for a long time.

“If we exchange, I’ll still be the one gaining more,” Cindy Clarke said, as the restaurants under Adrian Zhekova’s name were not cheap at all.

Take the meal he prepared for her today, it wouldn’t cost less than a few thousand.

The dishes Cindy Clarke cooked weren’t so expensive.

“This is good for you as well. Aren’t you going to participate in the Cooking Competition? You’re sure to pass the preliminary selection. But after the preliminaries, the opponents you’ll face are not only the other chefs but also students from the Pingla Culinary Academy..”