As an international student at Stanford University, in order to pay off the sky-high medical bills and pay the rent, Chu Ye decided to go to the wealthy area of Silicon Valley and work part-time as a glorious private chef with the unique skills of traditional Chinese medicine and dietary therapy awakened in his mind.
He thought this was just a hard job to earn a high hourly wage by taking the blame, but Chu Ye soon discovered that the water in this wealthy area was too deep!
The arrogant female financial roommate on Wall Street who shares the same apartment is like a little female cat guarding her food: "Chu Ye! You obviously just went to cook a bowl of porridge for that iceberg female CEO, why does it smell of her exclusive perfume?! You don't have a share of the herbal fried rice tonight, unless you add two eggs for me!"
This is just an appropriate dietary supplement treatment," Chu Ye shook the Damascus steel pot helplessly, "On the way, I can help the American ladies to recuperate their fragile stomachs and earn some medical expenses. "
Reader comments
The Dragon King is back in the guise of America and diet therapy. It's all about slaps in the face. People who watch it are very disappointed.
Cliched plot routines, cliched pretense and slaps in the face. You feel like you are wearing a foreign skin. Are you not cliche?
The Dragon King is back in the guise of America and diet therapy. It's all about slaps in the face. People who watch it are very disappointed.
Cliched plot routines, cliched pretense and slaps in the face. You feel like you are wearing a foreign skin. Are you not cliche?