Casper froze upon hearing Sherylâs remark. The two dishes he made were indeed not light. However, he decided to show off his cooking prowess with these dishes since Sheryl did not tell him what she wanted to eat.
Sheryl rested her chin on her hand and said, âCasper, do you think thereâs a dish that everyone in this world will find delicious?â
After pondering for a moment, Casper replied, âWell, I have tasted your sisterâs beef wellington before. I think you can impress everyone with your version of the same dish.â
Sheryl smiled at his answer. âWhy is that?â
âWell, for starters, beef wellington is one of the worldâs most famous dishes. It requires the perfect cooking techniques to make it a successful dish. Besides, with your own twist, it might be the best dish in the world. Iâm sure nothing can surpass this dish.â
Casper was telling the truth instead of trying to flatter Sheryl at that moment. Ever since he tasted Sharonâs beef wellington, he thought that Sheryl was a once-in-a-lifetime culinary genius.
âMaybe youâre right. However, I donât think everyone will enjoy beef wellington. There are many vegetarians in this world or people who donât consume beef. These people wonât be tempted even if I put the dish in front of them.â
After listening to Sherylâs explanation, Casper broke into a grin. âYouâre too harsh, Sheryl. If thatâs the case, thereâs no such perfect dish in this world. Everyone has their preferences. For instance, you want to eat light foods now. Therefore, these two dishes I made arenât suitable for you. So, it would be nice if people werenât picky eaters. Things will be much easier if everyone eats to live.â
Sheryl frowned at his words. She seemed to be facing some trouble.
Casper did not forget the reason he came to her house. He nodded gratefully at Sheryl and said, âTycoon has gained popularity thanks to your help. Iâm here to learn two more secret recipes from you today.â
Nodding, Sheryl said, âI have plenty of recipes. I can give you two recipes. Iâll cook again once Iâm fully recovered in the future.â
A hint of happiness flitted across Casperâs face. âSheryl, does it mean that you want to become the head chef of Tycoon?â
Sheryl shook her head in denial. âNo. Your hotel is too big. Plus, youâll be serving all the expensive dishes by then. Sharon will do just fine.â
Casper was dumbfounded. âYouâre saying thatâ¦â
Putting away the cutlery, Sheryl began to eat the garlic butter shrimp. âI want to make dishes that everyone likes to eat. Furthermore, I want to fill everyoneâs stomach.â
âI thought that old gentleman has already done this deed? Sheryl, is it possible that you donât want to cook anymore? Are you planning to become a farmer instead?â Casper scratched his head, feeling confused.
Sheryl nodded solemnly at him. âThe most important thing is to make sure people are full. Most of the local and foreign cuisines contain wheat and meat. This combination has been passed down for generations. People are familiar with it. No one would get hungry if we served them foods like these.â
Casper was still contemplating Sherylâs words as he walked out of her house. He always felt that her words carried some deeper meaning.
âIndustry is the foundation. Peopleâs livelihood is the key. However, can one earn money like that?â
Casper felt slightly hesitant. With the money he possessed at the moment, he was still far from building the infrastructures. However, he could engage in the industry after successfully passing the test and inheriting the family business.
Why am I behaving like a capitalist who thinks about whether they can make money every day?
Casper slapped his thighs and said, âFine! Even if I donât have the money, Iâll still do it anyway. There will be opportunities to make money down the road.â
At that thought, Casper immediately called Wyatt. He told the latter that he planned to get involved in infrastructure construction. However, Wyatt instantly burst his bubble. âWhat are you thinking? You should wait until you have over five billion in assets before you start planning. It may seem that everyone can do this successfully. Nonetheless, Chanaea isnât lacking in terms of population. The most important things for the people are food, drinks, housing, and transportation. There are hundreds of billions of Chanaean people. Itâs going to cost you more than a billion to feed everyone. You donât have that much money at the moment. Forget about it. Just give up on the idea.â
After hanging up the phone, Casper looked dejectedly at the sky for a while. âDid you hear that? I have to earn money first before I can help the country and the people,â he muttered under his breath, sighing.
The moment Casper got into his car, he received a call from Winston. The latter told him that Gunther and two gunmen had arrived and were waiting for him in front of his campus.
âBack to school, then.â
Casper felt it was time to drive his Maserati. He had to go to several places every day. Therefore, he needed to have an excellent car to get around.
Gunther wore a floral shirt with a pair of sunglasses. Squatting outside the gate of Business University, he had a dogstail grass hanging from his mouth. The two men standing next to him looked tensed.
Their gazes were as sharp as lasers. They looked like skillful shooters at first glance.
After picking up the trio, Casper drove to Belindaâs house to fetch Terrence.
âMr. Simpson, where are we heading to later tonight?â Gunther glanced out the window. Students were coming in and out of the university. He could not imagine that Casper was one of these people.
âWeâre heading to the gambling resort,â Casper replied. Then, he glanced at the two gunmen of the Lane family. Unlike Gunther, who would initiate a conversation with Casper, the duo preferred to stay silent.
Looking at Gunther, Casper asked, âWhy donât you use a gun?â Judging by Guntherâs speed of reaction and his intuition, he would make a sharpshooter.
Gunther pointed to the two gunmen beside him and said, âTheyâre two experienced gunners who came from the military. Theyâve been using guns for more than three years. They can solve anything with guns. Meanwhile, I have only been involved in combats before. I only know how to use old-fashioned weapons. Even if you hand me a gun right now, I still canât aim properly.â
Casper touched the gun in his pocket. I have to find a way to get more people to work under me. This gun is simply not enough.
âYouâre quite a capable fighter. Besides, youâre not bad with a gun. Are you from the army too?â
Casper did not reply to Gunther. Instead, he probed, âWhatâs your background? Winston told me that he met you while you were fighting for someone. How did you end up like this despite having all these skills?â
Taking his sunglasses off, Gunther said, âDo you think I can live a good life if I have the skills? Just look at Jake of the Hunter family. Despite having so much potential, heâs currently starving in hell knows where.â
Hearing the name, Casper immediately thought of Jake, the agile white-haired young man who left a lasting impression on him. He asked, âAre Jake and his dad living so miserably? His family should have some money left, right? With their line of business, they should be able to live comfortably by selling an antique.â
Gunther scoffed. âThey made a grave mistake when his dad cooperated with the Yaeger family. No one in the antique community wants to buy their stuff anymore. Even though Mr. Lane let them off, theyâre no different from street rats at the moment.â
An idea struck Casper right then. It would be beneficial for him in the long run if he could make Jake his subordinate. Casper made a mental note to himself. I can earn money anytime. The most important is to hire talented people.
Even though Casper had several capable people working for him, Sheryl was the only one who shone brightly at present by bringing profits for Tycoon. Furthermore, Wyatt had only recently come on board, whereas Eugene would show his gambling prowess later tonight.
âIâm going to make Sawyer pay for what he did to Mr. Clauder.â
Casper had thought of using the video to threaten Sawyer so that he would get rid of Terrenceâs gambling debts. However, he did not want to alert the enemy. Besides, if Casper could handle this matter properly, he could turn Sawyer into his subordinate.
âIâm going to catch him off guard. Iâll use Eugene to teach him a lesson!â
When the group arrived at Terrenceâs house, Casper knocked on the door. Belinda opened the door soon afterward. She immediately frowned upon seeing a group of men behind Casper. âWhat are you doing here with all these people?â
âDonât worry, Mrs. Clauder. Iâm here to help Mr. Clauder to clear his gambling debts.â As soon as Casper said that, Terrence immediately rushed out of the house. Grabbing Casper, he barked, âYou lied to me! You promised that you would take me to the gambling resort. Instead, you brought me back home. Youâre nothing but a liar!â
Looking at Belinda, Terrence implored, âBelinda, you must trust me. My luck will turn soon. You have to believe in me. This kid is rich. He will give me the money to continue my gambling.â
Belinda turned her head away in disdain. âThatâs enough! Go ahead and have fun with your poker.
Giselle and I have had enough of your nonsense!â
Then, Belinda ran straight into the house. It looked as though she did not care about Terrence anymore.