Chapter 378 Feeling Human (1/2)

Kyle found the 14-hour flight to be quite pleasant.

For the first time ever, he didn't get airsick. He didn't feel like just curling up in his chair and wish it was all over. He didn't need to spend 99% of the time just knocked out.

It was such a luxury, feeling human while on the plane.

It was something he had never felt before and it was Heaven. He could even enjoy the meals provided.

Kyle didn't usually eat because his tastebuds and sense of smell were so sensitive whenever he was on a plane. The food served had this plastic smell (the heat of the container, he supposed) that permeated the food.

Every single bite was torture for he felt the actual flavour of the food being tainted by the 'plastic' taste. In the end, he opted not to eat.

Or just took the peanuts.

Even when he took business class, it was there. It could be psychological since business class food didn't come in those plastic containers, but he still smelt and tasted it.

In the suite, however, food was served on bone china tableware from Wedgwood. It was placed on the dining table that had crisp linen. Perhaps it was the ambiance of it all, but he really could eat and there was no 'plastic-ness' to it.

The meals were prepared by well-renowed chefs, and the meals were chosen pre-flight from an extensive menu. The best ingredients were used. Once cooked, the meals were 'blast chilled' to lock in the colour, texture, structure and nutritional value of the meal.

Thus, the food that was served was as good as one eating in a restaurant, and it was as if it had just been cooked.

When the mealtime was going to be served, Xing Han requested that his meals be taken over to Kyle's suite. Initially, he tried to get Sam to go as well but he refused.

”Workaholic,” Xing Han said to Sam, ”You should relax with us - even if it's during mealtimes.”

Sam smiled and said, ”Don't worry. This is relaxing for me, honestly. I know you can't sit still and eat here while knowing that Kyle is next door. So go on.”

Xing Han shrugged and ran off, opening the door of the suite and crossed over.

Inside, he found Kyle was sitting cross-legged on the bed as he leaned on the bedpost. Several files were strewn on the bed

Xing Han shook his head. Sam was just like his boss. Workaholics indeed.

”Hey!!” Xing Han said as he bounced over to the bed, ”Why are you working right now? Why the heck do you have so many files? Where did you put all of them? Your bag was so small.”

”The files are flat, Xing Han and I only have the essentials in my bag. So there's more than enough space,” Kyle replied as he placed the papers down and set the files aside. He already knew its contents but he just liked holding the paper while he thought out his plans. Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click visiting.