My American magical life
Chapter 816 - 816 42 King's Game 2_2

816: Chapter 42 King’s Game 2_2 816: Chapter 42 King’s Game 2_2 “Fresh milk fruit salad isn’t really a salad; it’s just fresh milk and fruits.

Its flavor depends solely on the aroma of the milk and the fragrance of the fruits.

Depending on the season, we use different fruits.

How to balance these flavors to create a dish that makes customers applaud is an art that requires dedication.”

The head chef of the breakfast room leaned on the counter, arms crossed, and started explaining the details to the new apprentices.

“You all come from other subsidiary brand hotels to further your training.

You may have been the leading breakfast chefs there, but at Cezanne, there’s still much to learn.”

“Alright, enough talk.

You guys start with the fruits, remember the details I told you yesterday, don’t mess it up!”

“Idiots!

This apple juice can only be made from the sweetest part of the apple, you’ve left too much!”

“You don’t cut rubber like that, styling!

Styling!

Styling!

How many times do I need to emphasize?”

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My nose feels a bit itchy.

Cheng Daqi reached for his nose and found a hand that wasn’t his own.

“Mi’er, what are you doing?”

He opened his eyes reluctantly and found the excited girl, who had already woken up, poking his nostril with a feather she plucked from a decorative piece.

“Let’s not sleep anymore, we have a busy day ahead.”

The raven-haired rich woman snuggled into his chest and said.

Cheng Daqi closed his eyes and asked,

“What time is it?”

“Seven.”

“Let me sleep for two more hours, you know I rarely take a break, today I want to wake up naturally.”

“Nope, we have a tight schedule this morning, get up.”

Choosing between a natural wake-up and indulging Mi’er’s controlling desires, Cheng Daqi made up his mind in a second.

Watching the man pretending to be dead, Temir raised the feather again, starting a unique waking-up service that no one else in the world would get to enjoy.

“Fine fine fine, I’m up, ah, Mi’er, we’re here on vacation, but you get up at seven, did I misunderstand the concept of a vacation?”

The raven-haired rich woman couldn’t be bothered to answer such a silly question, seeing that Cheng Daqi was awake, she got up and walked towards the door.

“You get ready and then have breakfast.

After breakfast, we have fitting and measuring.

Paris is the fashion capital, we’ll sort out your summer wardrobe first, and then…”

Cheng Daqi, who was just waking up, rubbed his face and said,

“It’s too troublesome, Mi’er, can’t we make it less complicated?”

The raven-haired rich woman turned back, looked at this ‘lazybones,’ and replied in a harsh tone,

“Not really, this trip is for accompanying me, you have to listen to me!”

“Okay, I’ll listen to you!”

What could Cheng Daqi say?

He just had to agree with Mi’er’s arrangements.

“Alright, I’m going to get makeup and styling done, I’ll come back later.”

Mi’er left, and Cheng Daqi turned to the butler and asked,

“Is there a service where I don’t have to get out of bed but can get washed up and have breakfast?”

“As you wish.”

It’s not that Cheng Daqi is lazy, he’s just too tired.

In the success stories, those who have made significant achievements seem to share a common trait: they’re overflowing with energy.

But now that Cheng Daqi is also successful, from his experience, it’s not about being energetic; it’s about being forced to keep moving forward.

Like now, Cheng Daqi seemed to have rested all night, but he had slept less than six hours.

How could he fully relieve his fatigue?

He opened his phone and found the daily briefings sent by his secretaries.

From Shanhaiguan, MAS, LEC, Gru, Old Li, Eris, and others, through these reports, he could get a quick update on how his business operated yesterday.

The palace-style service at Cezanne Hotel is not authentic, at least in the high-debt Empire of France, you couldn’t afford 36D maids, but Cheng Daqi didn’t have the time to appreciate these, he didn’t even have time to taste the fresh milk fruit salad.

“I know you’re upset, but don’t be angry now, this plunge was my doing, Gru, your share, let me think, probably cashed out tens of millions of Dollars, but it doesn’t matter anymore.”

“What do you mean it doesn’t matter, you said I have tens of millions of Dollars worth of shares, but I haven’t seen a dime, explain yourself clearly!” Gru held back his fury and demanded angrily.

“You still owe me a big amount, this time we’re even, just like that.”

Cheng Daqi rinsed his mouth, sat on the edge of the bed, and the maid knelt down to help him put on his slippers.

“Alright fine, we’re even now, then what about the debts of West State Logistics, Chan, you and Temir ran off, leaving me the mess of West State Logistics, does it mean I can decide the next steps on my own?”

Cheng Daqi is aware this isn’t a first-time thing, and Sheriff Gru knew it too!

He personally isn’t lacking money, let BEC currency crash if it wants, he believes Cheng Daqi values the industries more than he does.

But you guys, this couple, ran off.

What’s the next step for West State Logistics, do I get the final say?

“West State Logistics is a subsidiary of Xinshi, report any issues to Lisa first, Gru, that’s not a mess, your annual salary of ten million Dollars isn’t for nothing, don’t bring that arrogant attitude to your work, OK?”

“Lisa?

I report to that young girl?”

That’s the European and American way, looking down on women.

Cheng Daqi smiled slightly, not too bothered by Gru’s attitude.

“Apologies, if you mean Xinshi Group’s General Manager Miss Lisa, then you’re right, that’s smart.”