The Challenge Begins
A waiter brought the Shanghai Investor Menu — a heavy, leather-bound book filled with rare dishes and Chinese calligraphy.
“Perfect,” Richard said. “Let’s see what you’ve got.”
Jasmine opened it, a faint smile on her lips. She knew this script well — she had studied it during her research in Beijing, under Professor Chi Ning Ming, who once made her memorize the vocabulary of sauces across dialects.
She looked up. “May I begin?”
Richard gestured mockingly. “Go ahead, professor.”
