
Nazyra was still eating when she saw Tommy approaching her with an expressionless face. He earnestly asked her to come to the 33rd floor immediately.
Nazyra thought that something serious needed her attention, so she immediately put down her spoon and followed Tommy.
When he reached the 33rd floor, he was shocked as he scanned the surroundings.
"Tommy, shouldn't there be another department on the 33rd floor? Why did it suddenly turn into a restaurant?" Nazyra asked confusedly.
Moreover, this restaurant was very luxurious and it seemed like a private restaurant that was only reserved for a certain person. The magnificent atmosphere of the restaurant gave the impression to the people of a king who ate alone here.
Tommy explained, My “Bos has a high standard when it comes to food, so even though he sometimes has to eat at the company, the personal chef will cook the Food according to the custom-made menu. Therefore, when my boss started working here, he had ordered to renovate this place."
Nazyra became dazed when she heard Tommy's words, it felt like what she heard was unbelievable.
Yesterday the day after tomorrow, he went to the RB Flower Market with Ganindra, and Ganindra even enjoyed a five-foot meal with him. He looked very grounded at the time.
Tommy takes Nazyra to a chair by the window and she stops moving.
He pleaded politely, "Mother Nazyra, please enjoy."
Nazyra walked forward and saw Ganindra sitting gracefully by the window.
His cutlery looked untouched and in front of him, there was a table full of delicious food. That's very interesting.
Nazyra froze as she contemplated the motive behind Ganindra's invitation here.
Will he buy her a meal?
Nazyra had not eaten so full that when she saw the table containing delicious dishes, she was immediately tempted.
But he still asked in a polite manner, "Sir Ganindra, is there anything I can do for you?"
Now Ganindra realized that Nazira had come. He glanced at her gracefully with a hint of coldness.
He spoke in a cold tone, "Taste
this food."
"What?"
Nazyra was confused and did not understand what he meant. The waiter who stood at the side
immediately said with a smile, "This is a new dish made by the chef and Mr. Ganindra may not want to eat it all. So, Bu Nazyra, please try each dish first, then recommend a tasty one to Mr. Ganindra."
Nazyra. He's very flabbergasted.
This was the first time she had heard how to test if the dishes were delicious. Moreover, why did he feel like in ancient times where eunuchs tasted dishes to see if there was poison before the king ate it?
Nazyra felt a bit strange and wanted to refuse, "Sir Ganindra, we have different tastes. Which I think is delicious might not be good for you, so ..."
"The dish you brought that day was fine."
Ganindra cut it in a slow tone.
Nazyra was stunned for a moment, the supply box from the canteen that day? Didn't Nazyra say all the dishes were her favorite. . .
So, Ganindra's taste is similar to her?
"Sir Ganindra, why did you not eat it yourself? Try every dish and if you like it, it's good, but if it's not, it's not a big deal either."
Nazyra looked at Ganindra in confusion. What he did not say was the question of why Ganindra let him taste his dishes?. Didn't Tommy have been a subordinate for a long time so he must have known what his taste was.
Ganindra looked at him and said a few words that she could not refuse in a low tone.
"This is part of the fiancee's responsibility."
Nazyra. Fiancee's responsibility again!
Nazyra swallowed his saliva and fell silent. Now, he wished he could strangle himself at the banquet that night. Why did her mouth spit out nonsense where she said she would do the responsibility as a fiancee?
Helpless, Nazyra could only obediently pick up a spoon and start tasting her dishes.
Although he was somewhat reluctant, the delicacy of this dish was beyond his imagination. The dish was very much to his taste and was so delicious that he still wanted to continue tasting after tasting a little.
Tommy, who was standing not far away, was watching Nazyra taste the dish. He could not help but admire his own boss.
This was because Ganindra was so smart that she managed to find a good reason like tasting a dish to make Nazyra eat with her.
After the dishes were tasted, Nazyra should have been full.
What Tommy thought was true. After Nazyra tasted all the dishes once, she already felt full and satisfied.
Besides, this dish is delicious. The taste of the food was still left in his mouth, making him feel like he was enjoying a very delicious and delicious meal.
Now, his dissatisfaction is gone.
Seeing her beaming with joy, a glimmer of light flashed in Ganindra's eyes and then he said expressionlessly.
"Continue tomorrow."
Nazyra looked at the dish table consisting of more than a dozen foods and asked curiously.
"Day for you is different every day?"
Does he have a team of chefs who each have hundreds of recipes so they can make different dishes every day?
Ganindra remained calm, "Yes."
Nazyra complained in her mind. He was indeed the richest person in S City because he could be so luxurious even while eating.
The names of the participants of the Denar Fashion Design Contest were announced.
As soon as the announcement was made, it instantly caused a stir. After all, this meant going straight into the semifinals.
After entering, as long as one put in a little effort, he would be able to be remembered by others on the world stage. From then on, one's future would be very bright.
"Why is Nazyra's name there? What made him confident to participate in the contest?"
When Elisha saw the list, he spoke unhappily and showed a displeased face. While his own name is not on the list .
The designers who had a good relationship with Elisa also agreed with her.
"Yes, he just stood out from his identity as a rookie. He was actually still very new and was completely ineligible to participate, let alone this was the place of the semifinals."
"This place definitely cannot be given to Nazyra. With that little ability, he'll embarrass our company."
"Right, why did Nazyra get that place? He is not qualified to participate in it."
A group of people said dissatisfiedly. Their names are not on the list. They say in a way as if they attach great importance to the image of the company when they are envious of Nazyra's luck.
The more they say, the more angry they become. They all looked dissatisfied towards Nazyra who was standing not far from there.