A Flash Marriage Can Be A Treasure

Chapter 422: Serving Her Well Makes Mr. Smith Feel Happy

David musters a smile. He wants to cry but he can't, "Alright, Mr. Smith, you are too kind to me."

"That's good. Then I'll appreciate your hard work for this period."

"..."

Alright Golf Course is a little far from downtown, and it takes Lily an hour to get there with the help of

the GPS navigation system.

However, when she enters the course and asks, the person in charge says that Leigh has brought his

clients to play golf this afternoon. Ten minutes ago, he has left with the clients.

Lily curses secretly and drives to the club.

She has been traveling all afternoon, from the Lewis', the Lewis Group to the Long Peace Group, and

then to the golf course. By the time she arrives at Leigh's club, it has already been 7:30 in the evening.

The manager on duty today knows Lily, but he can only tell her regretfully, "Mr. Leigh just left his client

here and asked us to serve them. He left half an hour ago." Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

She makes the trip for nothing again.

Lily is angry and speechless. "Do you know where he lives? Or will he come back tonight?"

"I don't know where Mr. Leigh lives." The manager says, "Sometimes he comes over to talk with clients,

and sometimes he doesn't. He will ask special cars of our club to send the clients back."

"..."

The manager notices Lily's pale face and says, "Do you have anything urgent to tell Mr. Leigh? What

about waiting here? I'll inform you immediately when Mr. Leigh comes."

"Alright," After travelling all afternoon, Lily has no strength left to drive anymore and she is also very

hungry. "Is there any table available in the restaurant? I want to eat something."

"Yes, I'll bring you there."

Lily orders a lot of dishes and a huge bowl of Boiled Fish With Pickled Cabbage. After the food has

been served, she can't wait to start eating.

While eating, Leigh exclaims that the club's chef is good.

Boiled Fish With Pickled Cabbage tastes the best!

Halfway through the meal, a waiter hurriedly runs over and bows to Lily to apologize, "Sorry, Miss, the

kitchen used the wrong sauerkraut to make the Boiled Fish With Pickled Cabbage, so the fish tasted

bad, I'll immediately change it for you!"

"No, I think it's good." Lily also scoops up the soup and drinks it, "I want to praise the chef for his nice

cooking skills. The Boiled Fish With Pickled Cabbage he made is really delicious."

The waiter is surprised and asks carefully, "Don't you feel ... it sour?"

"Not at all."

"..." The waiter feels that he has asked a stupid question.

This young lady's face doesn't change at all when she drinks the sour soup. How can she feel that it

tastes sour?

When the waiter returns to the kitchen, the fat chef immediately runs over to him and asks nervously,

"How is it? Was that young lady angry? Hurry up and bring this one I've remade to her."

"There's no need to change the dish."

The chef takes a deep breath and speaks with a trembling voice, "Is she going to complain about me?

I'll go apologize to her."

As he speaks, he is about to serve the newly-made Boiled Fish With Pickled Cabbage.

The waiter pulls the chef and hands him a stack of money. "She said the Boiled Fish With Pickled

Cabbage was delicious. Here's a tip for you."

"Didn't she feel it tasted sour?" The kitchen help joins their conversation. "The sauerkraut is for fried

dried fish. It's different from that used to make Boiled Fish With Pickled Cabbage. I just tasted a little,

and I felt that my teeth almost fell out."

The waiter shrugs. "She didn't think it tasted sour at all. Her face didn't change when drinking the sour

soup."

" ... Is there something wrong with her taste sense?"

"She is fine!" The waiter rolls his eyes at the chef and says, "She also said that the Sweet and Sour

Spare Ribs tasted too sweet and not sour enough. She hoped that next time she orders the spare ribs,

we put less sugar on it. Did you hear that?"

The chef smiles embarrassedly and rubs his nose, "This young lady is really good at taking sour food."

"May be she loves it." When the waiter sees that the chef is counting the tips, he puts one hand on his

shoulder and says, "Eric, if I tell you who the lady is, will you give me half the tip?"

"Who is she?" The chef asks, "Is she a gourmet appraiser?"

The waiter shakes his head. "When I came back, I saw the manager was asking her how the food

tasted. He was very respectful. And I went and checked again. Guess what I found out."

"Our future landlady?"

"Don't you remember that something major happened in our club last year, and our boss was so angry

that he laid off everyone on the second floor?" The waiter lowers his voice and pretended to be

mysterious. "The person who almost had an accident was our boss’ brother. He was also the other

boss of our club."

The chef is dumbfounded. "We know that, but does it matter for this lady who ordered our Boiled Fish

With Pickled Cabbage?"

"It does matter!" The waiter deliberately draws out his voice, stimulating their desire. "This young lady is

Mr. Smith's girlfriend. She has been to our club with Mr. Smith several times before."

"Really?"

"Ask yourself if you don't believe me." While speaking, the waiter quickly draws half of the tip from the

chef's hand. "Eric, you need to serve Ms. Lily well. In doing so, you will make Mr. Smith feel happy."

The kitchen help touches his short hair and says abruptly, "Why does she like sour food so much? Is

she pregnant?"

The waiter and chef look at him.

The kitchen help is uncomfortable about being stared at, "My sister-in-law liked to eat sour and spicy

food during pregnancy. My brother asked me to cook for her from time to time. And she also didn't think

spicy chicken was that spicy. Think about it, do normal people like to eat sour food that much?"

"I think what you said makes sense." The waiter agrees and pats the chef's shoulder. "Eric, hurry up

and cook some more good food. I'll bring them for Ms. Lily later. I heard Mr. Smith will also come

tonight."

The chef hurriedly nods, "The bird’s nest soup is almost ready. What about bringing it for her first?"

"Who ordered it?"

"Mr. Leigh's clients." The kitchen help interrupts, "I'll cook them two more dishes later. Bring the bird’s

nest soup for Ms. Lily. She's pregnant, so it's not good for us to neglect her."

"Alright, hurry up."

A few minutes later, the waiter brings the best-quality bird’s nest soup, which has been cooked for two

hours, to Lily's table.

Lily is surprised, "You brought the wrong one. I didn't order bird’s nest soup.”

"It was specially made for you by the chef to thank you for praising the Boiled Fish With Pickled

Cabbage he cooked." The waiter says wittily, "This bird’s nest soup is of the highest grade that can only

be eaten at a state banquet. It tastes very good."

After the waiter lifts the lid, Lily smells the faint aroma and she has the appetite. She doesn't say

anything else and gives the waiter a thick stack of tips.

There was nothing else in the bird’s nest soup. It tastes faint, but it melts in the mouth. The meal is

really good and Lily is very satisfied with it.

After she has finished eating, she sits there and feels lazy.

Lily sits in the restaurant for a long time and takes care of some things on her phone.

She checks her phone and finds that it has already been nine o'clock. She calls the manager who has

received her earlier.

"Is Mr. Leigh back?"

"No." The manager replies, "Those customers have already left. I don't think Mr. Leigh will come

tonight. Do you mind I send someone to send you back and inform you in advance when Mr. Leigh

comes next time?"

"No, I drove here." Although she doesn't see Leigh, she can't do anything.

Fortunately, the meal she has at the club tonight is good, so she isn't in such a bad mood.

Lily puts on his coat and leaves the restaurant.

When she is on the corridor on the first floor, she sees several men led into the clubhouse by a waiter.

She is very familiar with one of them.

"Mr. Smollett." Since she has seen him, Lily steps forward to greet him.