Halia looked at the food sitting inside the lab and her mouth opened wide in surprise.
There was a pizza, some dumplings and even a Peking duck!
Jackson smiled. Max never failed to disappoint when it came to food.
Jackson knew the strengths of his men. After all, they had followed him all the way from France to Beijing.
Max's passion for food started from a young age. Back then, his parents ran a little restaurant in the city center of Xi'an where many tour groups visited for the terracotta warriors. Because of the booming tourism industry, his parents worked hard and made enough money to send him to culinary school in Paris. But, to make ends meet, he had to find a part time job while he studied, and the only thing he found was a position in a small Chinese restaurant. Jackson used to eat there at least once a week.
