A Farewell After Being Reborn
Chapter 135

Sage had no choice but to sit down and accept the waiter's menu.

"I'm going to the restroom,” Shane said while she thumbed through the menu.

She ignored him and ordered several dishes. Regardless of what Shane was up to, her stomach came first.

Shane returned after she had placed her order. He took the menu from her, swiftly circled a few dishes, and handed it to Sage. "Bring this to the kitchen and tell them to change all the dishes in room 1 to these."

Sage took a look at the dishes Shane had marked. They were all cucumber dishes—stir-fried cucumbers, mashed cucumbers, cucumber salad, pickled cucumber, and cucumber with eggs. Sage realized that Shane was attempting to pull a prank on someone.

"Mr. Morrison, could you please clarify what you're trying to do here?"

"What's the rush?" He continued, "It's not like I'm asking for a lot. I just want to observe their reaction. Stop fussing and go already!"

"I'm not going," she said confidently. "Why should I change someone else's order? Plus, the kitchen staff won't listen to me anyway."

Shane focused all of his attention on Sage. "How can I trust you if you can't handle something as simple as this? All you have to do is take it to the kitchen. The kitchen staff will carry out your request, believe me.

"Relax. You're not affiliated with Farsight Investment yet. Even if the other party gets mad, it just means they will not do business with me, which is not a loss for you.”

"If that's the case, why don't you go yourself?” she asked.

He glanced at her. "I brought you here for a reason. You need to make yourself useful.”

"Don't tell me... I'm here to take the blame, aren't 12"

"Mhm. You're pretty self-aware. Go on, then."

Sage was rendered speechless. But Shane was right. If the project went up in flames, it had nothing to do with her.

She went to the kitchen and asked them to change the menu. Surprisingly, the head chef agreed without any hesitation.

Sage returned to the main hall and noticed Shane lounging in a chair. He had his long legs stretched out on an ottoman. He seemed to be in a good mood as if he were anticipating something interesting to unfold.

The waiter then served them their dishes, and her attention immediately shifted to her growling stomach. Sage picked up her cutlery and started eating.

Meanwhile, the people in room one were chatting merrily, blissfully unaware of the changes to come Collin Braun, a man in his 60s, sat in the center, flanked by two other guys who appeared to be his assistants. lan sat next to Collin with an impeccable posture and exceptional grace.

Terry filled their glasses with wine. "Professor Braun, the food will be served soon. Why don't you enjoy some wine first? These grapes were grown and harvested in local vineyards. Mr. Holcomb found out that you have a soft spot for local products, so he had it specially prepared for you." "That's so kind of you, Mr. Holcomb. Despite being so young, you truly are on top of things,” Collin praised.

lan smiled modestly. "You flatter me, Professor Braun.”

"I've come to appreciate the simple things after dedicating countless years to pharmaceutical research,” Collin remarked. "The pharmaceutical industry is becoming increasingly competitive. It's nice of you to take an interest in our research, Mr. Holcomb. I'm honored that you took the time to come here to discuss it with us in person.”

"Please don't sell yourself short, Professor Braun. Your research project is beneficial to the public. Even though I am a businessman, I want to help however I can.”

While they talked, a waiter knocked on the door. "Excuse me, your food is here.”

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