Chen Yu couldn't help frowning; he was certain he had never seen Hals before.
However, he could distinctly smell the scent of spices on the other man.
Seeing that Chen Yu had no intention of shaking hands, Charles awkwardly withdrew his hand and passed over a business card instead.
"I am a Michelin three-star chef and plan to open a restaurant nearby. Hearing that Mr. Chen is a renowned chef of this generation, I came to pay a visit," he said.
Chen Yu arched his eyebrow and politely pocketed the business card.
He knew very well that this fellow had no good intentions; anyone could open a restaurant anywhere, so why bother visiting him specifically?
It was nothing more than an attempt to capitalize on his local fame to establish their brand.
"At most, I'm just a restaurateur; there's no need for your visit. If you have no other business, please don't disturb me while I'm conducting mine," he said.
Although these words sounded humble, they were incredibly domineering.
