Chapter 269 Let Loose (1/2)

Kyle was getting more and more agitated as he watched their table being ignored - or rather, no one noticed them at all. He had raised his hands a couple of times, but none of the two servers that were going about ever looked in their direction.

After nearly five minutes of this, Kyle decided enough was enough.

”Excuse me? Can we get some service here?!” Kyle shouted.

His voice was loud enough to be heard in the entire restaurant, so there was no excuse for the server not to have heard either. The two servers looked at each other, as if egging the other to serve their table.

Finally, one came and stood next to their table, pen and paper ready.

However, he did not apologize for the delay nor did he actually look at them. He simply stood there, even looking bored, as he focused on the paper in front of him. When he didn't hear anything, he looked up, only to see Kyle looking at him.

He looked back.

Xing Han watched both of them in a staring contest.

Surprisingly, Kyle wasn't exuding any of the'cold' aura he had been exhibiting earlier. He had 'switched it off' when he called out to the server. Xing Han kept quiet, watching and observing as Kyle just sat there lazily on the chair, leaning back.

It still took Xing Han some time to get used to seeing Kyle's blond hair, which made him appear less imposing. Was there something about blond hair that made one instinctively think 'surfer dude'?

More so the way Kyle was acting, he seemed to have embraced that laid-back persona with a rather dopey look on his face

”Your order?” he finally asked.

Kyle spread his arms on the empty table, ”Your menu?”

The server blinked, looked at the indeed empty table and walked to the front counter, taking the menu. He put in on the table and Xing Han took one to look through. Kyle didn't bother.

”What's good on the menu?” Kyle asked.

”Everything,” he answered.

”What would you recommend?” Kyle tried again.

Every capable server should know what was on the menu, and what was popular or well-liked. Sometimes, servers would recommend the items that they needed to clear as the ingredients have been left on the shelf for too long.

Kyle wanted to know which category this server fell under.

”Anything is fine,” he answered, bored.

Kyle internally rolled his eyes. This server was hopeless.

”What are you getting?” Kyle asked Xing Han casually.

”This T-pork chop sounds pretty interesting,” Xing Han replied, ”What about you?”

”Ah, just order anything you think I'd like,” Kyle answered, seemingly not bothered.

”In that case, it'll have to be the tom yam spaghetti,” Xing Han decided, handing the menu over.

”Drinks?” the server asked.

Xing Han and Kyle gave their choices and he left in a hurry.

”So this place basically is a fusion of Country T's and Country Tz's food,” Kyle said, ”It should be good and booming, considering how we just love our spices and stuff. Yet, there's still not much of a crowd even though it's 'prime' lunchtime.”

”So, obviously, the accounts were fixed to show a false profit,” Xing Han said, ”But why? I thought you said the collaboration was simply to provide a connection?”

”Yes, generally but this particular one also wanted investments to expand,” Kyle revealed.

The food arrived in 15 minutes, making Kyle use supreme effort to reel in the disdain. Upon looking at the food, however, that little patience he had was starting to get pretty thin.

Kyle poked at his overcooked spaghetti. The presentation left a lot to be desired. Of course, this was not cuisine from Country F, which was well-known for the beautiful way of its presentation - though for Kyle, it was hardly enough for a meal. Pretty but not substantial enough.

Like some people he knew ...