Secretary Huang arrived first, leading someone through the door.
Behind him was a tall white man with short blond hair. He was dressed formally, carried himself with elegance, and strode with an imposing air.
As soon as the two entered, the security personnel behind them spread out around the room, looking extremely tense.
"Little Qin, we're here. Let me introduce you. This is Mr. Grant of the Swiss Royal Family. Mr. Grant, this is—" Before Secretary Huang could finish, Grant stepped forward and shook Qin Fen's hand. "I know. Chef Qin Fen of Lotus Pavilion, Chef Qin, peerless under heaven! Master Qin's Tofu Carving is practically divine. It leaves people utterly amazed.
"I adore Chinese cuisine. I came here with my father when I was very young, and ever since then, I've been deeply fascinated by it. It is vast and profound, with countless cuisines and dazzling methods of preparation. French cuisine is famous for its refinement, but in my eyes, it cannot compare to Chinese cuisine at all. They are simply not on the same level. Thousands of years of heritage have made me fall deeply in love with it!
"I had seen Master Zhang make Tofu Carving before, but unfortunately, it was nowhere near as breathtaking as Master Qin's video. That is why, when I came to China this time, I had to meet you no matter what. That was why I rashly troubled Secretary Huang!" Grant was an excellent speaker, poised and gracious in both word and manner. He not only praised Qin Fen, but also made sure to flatter the local official at the end.
"You're too kind. Please take your seats. I've already prepared everything!" Qin Fen gestured and led the two men into the dining room, where several exquisite dishes had already been arranged