Then, completely ignoring my surprised expression, he casually found a seat and sat down.
He ordered about $ 300 worth of food in total. At that moment, I grilled while serving him skewers one after another.
By the time I was done, I was sweating profusely and he'd devoured it all in a flash.
"The grilling is good. How's your cooking?"
I was taken aback and pointed at myself. "Are you asking me? Well, I'm pretty decent. I even trained as a chef before starting this stall!"
Hearing that, the CEO immediately pulled a business card from his suit pocket and handed it to me.
"Are you interested in becoming my personal chef?"
I picked up the business card, then read the letters. James Howard, CEO of HD Group.
I looked at him with a strange expression. "Sir, you're not thinking of ... keeping me as a mistress, are you?"
"For your information, the monthly salary is one hundred thousand," he said.
"Of course, I know Mr. Howard is absolutely not that kind of man! One hundred thousand, you say? I can start tomorrow!"
It wasn't that I wanted to give in; it was that he offered far too much!