"Lasda..." Doug came to his senses and instinctively called out.
Lasda immediately turned to Qin Lin and explained, "Sir, my manager sent that challenge letter. I never authorized him to do it. I'm not stupid enough to come here and challenge you. Please accept my sincere apologies once again."
As he spoke, Lasda bowed again, his manner respectful.
Before Qin Lin could say anything, Lasda quickly added, "To show you how sorry I am, I'm willing to work for free in the restaurant at Qinglin Villa for two years."
Lasda's offer left Doug stunned.
He knew how much Lasda's fame earned him each year. He also knew that Lasda's father was waiting for him to come home and inherit a major business group.
And someone like that was offering to work for free for two years?
He had to have lost his mind.
Lin Lanzi also looked surprised.
She had looked into Lasda and knew he was the best among the ten most skilled Michelin three-star chefs.
If someone like that became a chef at Qinglin Villa, it would cause a sensation. It would be another major publicity draw.
Her professional instincts had kicked in. Ever since becoming manager of the Multimedia Department, she often found herself thinking about how to promote the villa.
Lasda, of course, had his own reasons.
He wanted to learn Qin Lin's Chinese cooking skills.
But after competing against several top Chinese chefs, he knew they wouldn't be willing to teach him their signature dishes.
At first, he hadn't wanted to compete against those top Chinese chefs.
He had only wanted to learn Chinese cooking from them.
He felt that Western cuisine had reached a bottleneck. Its entire system and methods simply couldn't let him make dishes that delicious.
So he had decided to learn