22:45. June. Wednesday. Sangdet
- This restaurant has to be the best on the coast! Sangdet shouted angrily into the phone. - I don't need good ones, I need the best ones!
- Don't worry! I understand, Miss Changsooksa, and I promise that every aspect will be flawless," replied the voice on the other end of the line. - Chefs, service, atmosphere - everything will meet your high standards.
- I hope so. And if not, you know what will happen then. - she thundered and hung up.
Sangdet drove along the coast to her empty apartment. There, only a glass of expensive wine and an old camera were waiting for her. A few minutes later, she was already opening the door, letting the dead silence of the apartment into her head.
- Everything will be fine.
The apartment keys clattered onto the marble table in the hallway. Sangdet kicked off her heels and let out a sigh of relief, sinking into the dense silence of the apartment. She went to the big window and looked at the lights of the city, which resembled the starry sky descending to earth.
She poured herself a glass of 1985 Chateau Cheval Blanc*. And she took such a longed-for sip.
- My restaurant should become special for every visitor, everyone should feel chosen in it," she reasoned . - Every detail, every little thing, should transport a person from everyday life to the world of unique cooking, so that they want to come back here again and again. Perhaps it is worth creating a restaurant where every ingredient will be a guide to the world of history, where every dish is a journey, and the cook is a guide? But then I would have to hire many chefs from different parts of the world to cover all possible cuisines. Every employee should be in love with cooking more than his wife. He should be the ambassadors of the brand. Must understand and convey the story of the dish and the concept of the restaurant, and create unforgettable memories for diners.
- Yes...it won't be easy . - she continued to think. - The atmosphere in the restaurant should be cozy, but not homely, because everyone can eat at home. I definitely need a very strong marketing team! Now advertising trumps reputation.
- Perfectly. Now I have a clear plan for tomorrow. - she said to the void and finished the last sip and went to the bedroom.
The bedroom greeted her with dimmed lights and the quiet hum of the air conditioner. She looked at the photo of her grandfather, which was carefully standing on the nightstand next to the camera, next to the bed.
- I'm trying! You see I really want to give up, but I won't! - she said angrily and clutched the amulet hanging around her neck in her hand.
FLASHBACK
- Grandpa!!! - two small hands grabbed him by the waist. - Let's go, faster!
- Are you trying to knock me off my feet? - he said with a smile, turning to his granddaughter.
- We found it! There! Come on! Rather! - Sangdet spoke incoherently and was very excited and scared.
- Good. But calm down. You know, excessive emotions harm communication. First, calm down and tell me what you found there. - he took Sangdet's hand and followed her.
- There's a snake!! She crawled up to me from behind. Grandfather, I did not see her! - said the granddaughter still excitedly.
- Snake?! - he involuntarily squeezed his grandson's hand.
- Yes! Great!
- Are you okay?!She didn't bite anyone?!And where's Antari? - Sarayut began to worry a lot.
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