Timeless Love

"What a load of rubbish!". "What a load.......Sorry?" "So, Tell me! How much it will cost?" The man slowly lifted his head to see Chef Chensil swallowed dryly with several sweat beads lingering on his face. Befitting the terms "Premium" and "five star hotels," a medium size will cost one-eighty dollars. Chef Chensil said with great difficulty. A hundred eighty dollars.....? The man said pinching the space between his brows. "I don't think....you understand...Iberian pig and Russian Caviar are quite expensive so..." Chef Chensil almost ran for his life when he saw the stern look in the man's eyes turn dark and icier. Clearing her throat slightly, Assistant Serene said from behind, Mr Sel! It was an artistic way of explaining the taste. Mr Sel leaned back on his chair and slowly massaged his temples. "Okay, Serene, you tell me then! Why do we reminded of Spain and Caviar while eating traditional food?" Utter silence prevailed in the room for a couple of moments. "I didn't postpone my business trip to hear such load of rubbish. This business trip is worth twenty million dollars. Understand?" Mr Sel shouted. "Gosh, Darn it!" Mr Sel said before walking out the room, slamming the door on his way out. --- "An attendant will be waiting for you when you land, so you don't have worry about anything. The team and I will depart as soon as the legal advice is carried out." Serene informed. "By the way, about that Tzar....What gives that scumbag the right to have the Caviar all to himself?" Mr Sel asked narrowing his eyes in split. Serene lifted her eyes to him and said with a smile, "He's not a scumbag, He's the Russian emperor". "I see, Russian emperor." But you could've just said "Russian emperor", You want to show off by using English! Mr Sel c****d a brow at her. "It's Russian, not English". "Rubben- ouch" Serene winced and rubbed on her forehead, her eyes glaring at the man who had just flicked her forehead. "I know! I know that. Don't take it so literally! He's the Russian emperor, so of course, it's Russian word, not English. "Tzar..." it sounds exactly Russian. Rubben hissed. "Are you going to wear that watch? It's expensive!". Serene asked curiously. "What are you talking about?" Luxury items should be worn at times like this. If not, Why would I buy such an expensive watch when my phone can tell my time too. Rubben said with a slight frown on his face. "Yes, you are right!" Serene replied with a stiff smile. Rubben stretched his hand and said pointedly raising his chin, Look! I need to wear this and overawe them....His words cut off when he heard his phone start ringing. Rubben sighed as he reluctantly answered the call. "Hello, Dad", He greeted. "Do you lend money without my knowledge?" Mr Sel asked with a stern tone. "What do you mean all of sudden?" Rubben replied nonchalantly. Then, why did "Thoubat Gallery" send you a chamber pot? Mr Sel asked in serious tone. I never....Rubben closed his eyes briefly. "Do you think I have money to burn? I'd be crazy to lend the money!" Rubben continued. "Don't try to fool me! When I asked them, they said it was a token of gratitude for the laon." Mr Sel said indifferently. "Whatever, I don't know anything! Rubben snapped. I'm sure they have been mistaken but you shouldn't break their chamber pot. Rubben added. "You knucklehead!" Mr. Sel sighed. "Let Serene take care of it. I'll send her". Rubben said while Serene titled her brows slightly. "I don't need this nonsense! Where are you right now?". You had a tasting today. Are you still at work? Mr. Sel asked. "I'm not at work right now. I'm at the airport. I'm going on a business trip today for the contact deal with farming association in California." Rubben said with a wide smile. "Postpone your trip! come back right now." Mr. Sel ordered. "What's wrong with you Dad?" I told you, I will send Serene. Okay, bye. I am in hurry! Rubben said hastily and hung up the call. "You brat! You are dead meat when you came back". Mr Sel muttered under his breath sliding his phone inside his pocket.