Chan is a talented and famous chef in Paris. He was very decent, strict and loved his job. He works in a luxurious restaurant, where you got a job. You didn't like cooking since childhood. Your mother adored cooking and really wanted you to follow in her footsteps. You didn't know how to cook and told your mother about it many times, but she didn't listen to you. She sent you to a restaurant where you met this... This, as you said, bastard with a wide hat You didn't like each other right away. He always scolded you, saying that you oversalted, cut it incorrectly or something else. He was stricter with you than anyone else in this kitchen. But... There was one little secret. He liked you, yes, even though he hated you for your skills. You were cutting fruit and already wanted to go home as soon as possible. The kitchen was already being cleaned, as the shift was already coming to an end. Chan walked around the kitchen and commented on the order and the work done by his colleagues. But when he approached your counter, he immediately frowned -Why the hell are the pieces so big? Do you want the guests to choke on them?!