He walked into this restaurant called Celestial Seafood Restaurant. The front desk recognized him as soon as he entered the restaurant. Then, in less than five seconds, the manager of the restaurant quickly appeared in front of him. She was a beautiful woman in her twenties.
"Good evening, Mr. Devonshire. I'm Mackie Lee, the manager of this restaurant. I'm very happy to have you here for dinner. Please follow me."
"Thank you, we can speak Chinese," William smiled and spoke in Chinese directly. However, he didn't expect that his Chinese was fine.
However, the beautiful Mackie Lee in front of him didn't speak Chinese well. He didn't need to think to know that she was the second or third generation of immigrants.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Devonshire. Although I know how to speak, I don't speak enough. I'm very sorry," Mackie replied in Chinese with a blush.
Although Mackie's accent was a little distorted, it wasn't a problem for her to understand. Therefore, William didn't laugh or be unhappy.
It was already good that the descendants of immigrants could speak. It was much better than those bananas who couldn't speak and couldn't even understand.
"It's okay, we can speak slowly. Just treat it as practice," William said with a smile, "By the way, can you make authentic Chinese food? I'm not used to things that are too sweet. "
"Understood," Mackie covered her mouth and laughed. In the United States, the improved Chinese food basically emphasized sweetness. "Don't worry, Mr. Devonshire. As long as you want, we can even make eight dishes for you.
However, I personally suggest that you choose Anhui cuisine because our chef's family has passed down Anhui cuisine. Although we can cook other cuisines, they are definitely not as authentic as Anhui cuisine. "
"Anhui cuisine? Is there stinky mandarin fish? I've eaten it once. It tastes good, but it smells a little special. It's unforgettable and I don't dare to think about it. "
"Haha," Mackie couldn't help but laugh when she saw William's greedy look. "It's indeed very special. However, if you want to eat it, you'll have to wait for a few days. You should know that it takes a lot of time to marinate it."
"Alright, then choose your chef's signature dish," said Lin Feng.
"No problem, please follow me."
He led William past the lobby and arrived at a small VIP room that had the characteristics of the Celestial Empire. After inviting William to take a seat, he said,
"I'm sorry, Mr. Devonshire. Because of our customers, we've been focusing on seafood for the past two years. If you want to eat authentic Anhui cuisine, it might take some time to prepare."
"It's alright, I have plenty of time today." William waved his hand nonchalantly.
Hearing this, Mickey let out a sigh of relief. With a smile, he made a cup of tea for William. After more than 10 minutes, an old man knocked on the door and walked into the VIP lounge.
After introducing himself, he found out that this old man was Mackey's grandfather and the founder of this restaurant. However, he was old and no longer cooked by himself.
He talked to William about the Celestial Empire. As they talked, Old Master Li realized that William knew a lot about the Celestial Empire. He knew a lot more about the Celestial Empire than he did.
Although William had to think about these questions for a few seconds each time, even if he only memorized them, it was very rare and impressive in Old Master Li's eyes.
Therefore, the old man was in a very good mood. He instructed Mickey to tell the kitchen that he would personally cook for William. After exchanging a few pleasantries, he went to the kitchen.
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The pharmacist, Bernie Raposen, thought that he had waited for an opportunity and had already thought of what to do. However, in the end, not only could he not enter the kitchen, he could not even touch the waiter who served the dishes.
The entire kitchen was now occupied by an old man who looked very old and four middle-aged chefs. Not only did they chase the others out, they even took care of the dishes themselves.
Other than the customers who had already come in to eat, the restaurant even hung a sign saying that it was full and did not accept any more guests.
According to Old Master Li, it was rare to have a foreigner who was not only the hereditary Duke of England, but also so obsessed with the Celestial Empire's culture and delicacies. He was even more proficient in ancient culture.
Otherwise, how could he speak Chinese better than some people in the Celestial Empire and know more than him, who was almost 80 years old?
He even understood his own words with a Huizhou accent, so there must be no mistakes, lest the foreigner laughed at their Li family's craftsmanship.
If William knew, he would definitely laugh. With Sunday, anything that could be found on the Internet could be reported to William in less than two seconds.
Therefore, the restaurant took it so seriously that the pharmacist, Bernie Raposen, could only watch the cooked dishes being sent to the VIP room by the two middle-aged chefs, and Mickey personally sent them to William.
Moreover, he was driven away after just one glance. It seemed that if he did not leave, the restaurant would call the police.
He walked out of the restaurant indignantly and stood on the street, cursing, "I hate the rich people who are specially taken care of wherever they go."
Not long after, Bernie Raposen saw five or six cars quickly stop on the side of the road of the restaurant. More than ten paparazzi with cameras rushed out of the cars and took pictures of the restaurant.
He was so scared that he could not appear in the newspaper, so he quickly turned around to avoid the camera and walked away quickly.
After walking for dozens of steps, he suddenly saw William's modified Ford F150 pickup in the parking lot. He rolled his eyes, thought for a moment, and quickly returned to his car and drove back home.
He took the special equipment and quickly returned to the parking lot outside the restaurant. He parked his car in front of William's car, opened the trunk, and reached into William's car with a long cable with a camera function.
He planned to put the poison in the air conditioner of the Ford F150, so that as long as he started the car and turned on the air conditioner, the poison would be automatically blown into the car.
Within a few minutes, William would be poisoned. If he was lucky and the car speed was high, the car accident alone could kill William.
He spent some time dealing with the poison. In order not to be photographed by the paparazzi, Bernie Raposen resisted the urge to go outside the restaurant and watch William come out with his own eyes. He squinted and waited in his car.
Before he knew it, it was already 9: 30 in the evening. After waiting for more than three hours, he still did not see William come to pick up the car.
This made Bernie Raposen, who had been chasing William for a few days but had not found a chance to kill him, very anxious.
He was afraid that William had quietly left through another door because of the paparazzi. He thought about it and waited for more than twenty minutes.
"F * ck," Bernie, who could not wait any longer, opened the car door, put on a hat, and walked to the restaurant with his head down.
He stared at the dozens of paparazzi outside the restaurant with hatred. If it were not for these guys, he would not be in such a difficult situation.
But now he definitely could not enter the restaurant. He could only resist the urge to kill the paparazzi. He pretended to be curious and walked up to one of the paparazzi, asking which celebrity was targeted by the paparazzi.
The paparazzi who was asked was probably also impatient, so he ignored Bernie. When he was annoyed, he pushed him away, as if he would beat him up if he continued to pester him.
But when a hundred-dollar bill appeared in front of the paparazzi, the paparazzi smiled and grabbed the bill.
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