How could he make something so delicious?
The guest room manager could only smile helplessly at that.
Ouri Hotel's dining was already considered quite good in Jiangcheng.
It had invested heavily as well. Dining venues like Tianbao Pavilion Chinese Restaurant, Frasca Cafe, and Four Seasons Pavilion had hired top chefs at high prices, including renowned ones.
But now that people's living standards were getting better and better, their demands for fine food were also rising.
There was nothing to be done about that.
It was fortunate enough that Mr. Rossi had not complained about Ouri's food.
A few picky guests like Mr. Rossi appeared every month.
VIP guests were the pickiest of all. Rich people had sampled too many delicacies, so their palates grew increasingly demanding.
Once the VIP guest room manager learned the reason, he said nothing more.
As Rossi took out his room card, he moved too broadly and accidentally brushed the back of his hand against the Ice Crystal Cakes Lu Qin was carrying beside him.
The plastic bag was thin and tore.
Several boxes of Ice Crystal Cakes fell to the floor.
"Sorry, sir. I damaged your things. I can compensate you."
Rossi had good manners and hurriedly apologized to Lu Qin before bending down to pick up the things on the floor.
His assistant was quick to react and bent down first to pick them up.
The assistant handed the boxes of Ice Crystal Cakes to Lu Qin. One box had been chipped in the fall, but the Ice Crystal Cakes inside were not dirty.
"They aren't damaged. It's fine, there's no need for compensation."
Lu Qin spoke in fluent Italian.
Rossi and his assistant were both stunned. They had not expected this handsome young man to speak Italian so fluently.
The manager, the three receptionists, and the doorman all looked curiously at Lu Qin.
Rossi apologized again. "Sir, your Italian is excellent. I'm truly sorry about what happened just now. I see that one box was damaged. How much was it? I'll compensate you!"
"It's fine. The contents weren't damaged."
"That won't do..."
Lu Qin felt helpless. Rossi seemed to be stubborn as a mule and insisted on compensating him.
Lu Qin could only sell him the box of Ice Crystal Cakes with the damaged packaging.
The assistant took out fifty yuan in cash, but Lu Qin had no change.
"No need for change."
Rossi's gaze settled on the Ice Crystal Cakes as he asked,
"Sir, what is this?"
"Ice Crystal Cakes. They're a kind of Chinese pastry made from rice flour," Lu Qin explained in Italian.
"They smell wonderful."
Rossi picked one up and brought it to his nose for a sniff.
The Ice Crystal Cakes looked delicate and smelled delicious, and Rossi could not resist taking a bite.
The assistant beside him tried to stop him, but it was already too late.
How could something that looked like street food possibly satisfy his boss's picky palate?
But then...
After taking a bite, Rossi wore an expression of astonishment and disbelief.
"È delizioso!"
"Sir, how can your Ice Crystal Cakes be so delicious?!"
Rossi gave him a thumbs-up and put the remaining half of the Ice Crystal Cake into his mouth.
He savored it carefully.
He chewed slowly.
He let his taste buds fully enjoy the wonderful flavor.
The manager's eyes widened. Looking at those Ice Crystal Cakes, with such simple packaging, they looked just like the rice cakes sold on the street.
Was this a joke?
Was that stuff really that delicious?
Under everyone's astonished gazes, Rossi ate several more pieces and finished an entire box of Ice Crystal Cakes.
He was one step away from licking the box clean.
The assistant looked at his boss with a strange expression.
He thought, You can buy this kind of pastry anywhere on the street. Wasn't his boss's reaction a little too exaggerated?
Rossi pointed at the Ice Crystal Cakes in Lu Qin's hands and asked,
"Sir, could you sell me the remaining Ice Crystal Cakes as well? They're truly delicious. I've never had such delicious desserts before."
Lu Qin shook his head with a smile. "Sorry, these boxes were ordered by someone else."
Rossi looked regretful, then asked again,
"Sir, may I know your surname?"
"My name is Lu Qin."
"Mr. Lu, please tell me where I can buy these Ice Crystal Cakes. I really like them."
"I made them myself."
Rossi was both surprised and delighted.
"That's wonderful. I'd like to buy some Ice Crystal Cakes too."
"They're sold out for the morning. If you want to buy some, I'll have a stall near People's Square Pedestrian Street this afternoon, and I'll also be at University Town Night Market tonight. You're welcome to stop by."
"Oh! Oh, all right!"
Rossi hurriedly urged his assistant to write down the addresses.
At that moment, Lu Qin turned to the receptionist and said,
"Hello, these boxes are for your President Shen. I'll leave them at the front desk. Just let her know."
Lu Qin turned and left the hotel.
The receptionist stood there in a daze for several seconds before reacting.
"Eh... President Shen? Could that be our CEO?!"
The receptionist was shocked, the doorman was shocked, and the manager was shocked too.
Rossi turned his head and found that Lu Qin had already left. He slapped his forehead.
"Damn it, I forgot to get Mr. Lu's contact information."
Ouri Hotel's top floor.
CEO's office.
The VIP guest room manager personally delivered the boxes of Ice Crystal Cakes to Shen Muyan's office.
Shen Muyan asked why the Ice Crystal Cakes had been with him.
The manager then told her everything that had happened at the front desk from beginning to end.
Shen Muyan's clear eyes lifted slightly.
He could speak Italian too?
Had he learned it at home after marrying her?
Shen Muyan looked at the boxes of Ice Crystal Cakes.
The contents inside such unremarkable packaging had actually earned lavish praise from the picky Mr. Rossi.
Shen Muyan recalled that even Chairman Shen had ordered her to ask Lu Qin for Ice Crystal Cakes.
That meant—
They really were delicious.
Shen Muyan had four boxes of Ice Crystal Cakes sent to Shen Hongda and kept one for herself.
In the CEO's office, Song Xuanxuan lowered her head like a child who had done something wrong.
She protested, "President Shen, you can't blame me either. You were the one who said you wouldn't eat them yesterday..."
Though Song Xuanxuan was indeed guilty of withholding the information.
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