"Whether it's an honor or misfortune seems to be up to me to decide."
Yan Xiaye's smile remained unchanged at the corners of her lips, throwing a provocative glance, "How about this, if that gentleman wants to see me, let him come personally or send a more polite subordinate, either is fine, but I don't want to see you all again."
The brawny man clenched his fist, thinking of the inevitable punishment when he returned, he angrily retorted, "Damn it, just a chef who cooks well, you better not overestimate yourself or you'll be unlucky!"
"If I were just a chef, why would Mr. Rio specifically send you over?"
Yan Xiaye spoke neither humbly nor arrogantly, sneaking a glance at the scant few left in the tent.
By now, the guests had already slipped away, leaving only those who intentionally wanted to recruit her as crew members, and one captain who came over for a leisurely stroll.
Compared to her expected situation, the attention received was less, but it suited a quick resolve.
