"Huff~ Truly delicious," Dragone exhaled with satisfaction. The flavor of these leek pastries far exceeded his expectations, and even after eating, a faint fragrance lingered in his mouth, unlike the heavy taste other dishes left. This pleased Dragone, who was very conscious of his personal image.
"I can't help myself—I'll have one as well, Manager!" Sebastian licked his lips, feeling that the Argentinian barbecue in his hands wasn't as appealing anymore.
"Alright, just a moment," Chen Ze wiped his sweat. He didn't particularly like barbecue, because it was hot, and if you barbecued for too long, it made you feel like you were in a sauna.
However, a customer's request had to be fulfilled, and Chen Ze was prepared for this, so he had no complaints.
"But Sebastian trying out the leek pastries, that I really didn't expect." Chen Ze yawned and then stood up to start kneading the dough since the dough he had prepared earlier was all used up.
