Gourmet: From a Stall in Northern Europe-Chapter 225 - 162: Business Collaboration – Hungry Gluttonous Girls

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Today ended much earlier than I imagined. By nine o'clock, I had already washed up and was lying on the soft hotel bed.

After simulating the process for tomorrow morning in my mind to ensure there won't be any mistakes like today's breakfast, I didn't mind it being early, turned off the lights, and went to sleep.

As he entered the dreamland, two business vehicles slowly stopped at the hotel entrance.

"Boss, great, the restaurant lights are still on. I'll go ask if there's any food available."

A female secretary got out from the leading car, wearing standard office attire and black stockings with high heels. With a tall stride, she opened the rear door, and a man dressed formally in a suit stepped out of the car to proceed to the reception to check in.

The driver then drove the car towards the restaurant.

The rear SUV door slid open to the side, and a few young, beautiful Asian women got out, wearing masks. A man also got out from the front passenger seat.

"Everyone, follow me to the reception to check in, then each put down your luggage and you can move freely, but don't drink alcohol. Control what you eat, and be careful at the beach."

"Okay~~"

The man carried a heavy bag on his back, with another bag strapped to his waist, and hurriedly walked a few steps to catch up with the man in the suit, whispering in conversation.

The girls curiously looked around, raised their phones to take pictures of the hotel environment, and only then lifted their feet to follow.

"This hotel looks so upscale, it must be five-star, right?"

"Anyway, it's better than most hotels back home. Rarely do we get to stay in such a nice hotel during a trip. Just sleeping is such a waste. Shall we have a pajama party later?"

"Ah? We're at the beach, staying indoors is boring. I'd like to go to the beach for a walk, and see if there are any snack shops open, I'm starving."

"Makes sense, I vote for the beach."

"I don't want to move, you guys go ahead, I want to crash."

"Did you guys see it? That famous Victoria's Secret model, Dreya, is also staying here these days. I follow her on Instagram; she uploaded several selfies today, plus food pictures that look delicious."

"Ah, yes, yes, I saw it too, I think it says it's the hotel's garden restaurant, right? Is it that one?"

The girls looked together at the modern restaurant opposite the hotel entrance, still lit, with a hint of eagerness in their eyes.

"Kids! What are you doing, come quickly for face scan!!"

"Coming, coming~"

The driver parked the car at the restaurant entrance and quickly walked in, instantly absorbed by the dense greenery inside.

Through various gaps in the plants, one could vaguely see some figures walking back and forth.

"Hello, is anyone here?"

Jonathan, who was fiddling with cooking, looked up in confusion.

"Strange, why is someone here at this time?"

He felt quite uncomfortable about President Wang and several beautiful guests leaving before he finished cooking.

Since working at God's Kiss, he couldn't remember how long it had been since he was so dismissed by guests.

Merely watching the preparation process and then deciding to forgo tasting his dishes was a great setback for a chef, reigniting his long-lost sense of competitiveness. He resolved to create delicious meals tonight using these ingredients.

He put down the knife and walked towards the door.

"Excuse me, is there anything I can help with?"

Seeing that he was in a chef's outfit, the driver breathed a sigh of relief: "Here's the thing, our boss came on invitation from the Radisson general manager to attend meetings and events, and just arrived."

"It's a bit late, and we noticed most restaurants on the way over had already closed. Seeing this place still lit, we wanted to ask if there's any food available?"

Jonathan shook his head: "Sorry, our restaurant operates dinner by reservation, accommodating only three parties per day. Each guest is allowed to bring one person, totaling six, and is currently not open externally as it's still in the trial operation phase."

"Only six people for dinner daily??"

Such an odd rule was a first for the driver, but having mingled in high circles for a while, he certainly knew that the more peculiar the rule, the higher the level it indicated.

He inhaled the lingering aroma in the air, "I understand this is quite presumptuous, but chef, are you cooking now? If we offer you additional compensation, could you prepare a simple dinner for our boss?"

"Who's your boss?"

"Chanel's regional agent, oh right, and we've brought over a girl group from Kimchi Country who just became our Asian Region spokesperson, they're here for advertising shoots. They might also promote your place, but I'm not too clear on the specifics."

The driver's demeanor was courteous, and his tone was amicable, showing a negotiable attitude.

"Of course, we're merely seeking your opinion. If inconvenient, we'll look for another restaurant."

Jonathan frowned in contemplation. Anyway, if he cooked up all the ingredients on hand, he couldn't eat it all himself, and instead of reheating them for tomorrow, why not serve them to these guests?

Since they're regional agents, their taste would likely lean Western, which fits perfectly.

The only concern would be these ingredients... They're indeed not common, not easily accepted by everyone.

"Well, personally I have no objection, and there's no need for extra payment because..." 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

He briefly described the events that happened earlier, continuing, "Therefore, the ingredients I'm currently working with are ones that are rarely encountered. It's my first time cooking them, and I can't guarantee how tasty they'll be."