Dreams Are the End of Life

"What a beautiful girl!"

The moment they met, Ms. Tracy directly praised Catherine's beauty, and Catherine responded with graceful ease.

It was clear that her more than two months as an intern at the Presidential Palace had helped her grow tremendously. Even when facing someone like Ms. Tracy, she no longer seemed nervous.

"Thank you for the compliment. You're very beautiful too, and you have an enviable air about you."

Lin Qi smoothly interjected and led the two women into the restaurant.

This was considered an upscale restaurant even in Bu Peien. Its head chef had reportedly once been a painter with little fame, and one from an academic background at that.

Some of his classmates and friends had already gained a certain position and reputation in the field of painting, while he remained obscure.

That was not to say his paintings were not good. It was simply that his style was somewhat unpopular, and he lacked the capital to promote himself, so he had remained stuck in mediocrity. Even filling his stomach had become a problem.

After reaching middle age and having his first child, he began seriously considering what kind of future he truly wanted.

In the end, he gave up on his dream of becoming a famous painter and began experimenting with cooking instead.

He applied his grasp of color and composition to his dishes. Several of the Federation's most famous food critics had eaten here, and most of their reviews had been extremely positive.

The flavor might not have been the best, but the presentation here was absolutely first-rate in the Federation.

Distinctive dishes and publicity meant business.

He had dreamed of becoming a painter, yet had ended up a chef. Fate was truly a curious thing sometimes.

Lin Qi had ordered a set meal. Chefs