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Fattening Plan
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As someone who just graduated and received my dietitian license, I never thought my life would go so smoothly.
Right when I started my business, fate surprised me with a huge opportunity - I actually met an important client!
This client is none other than Yu Yoming, the Vice President and heir of Kunxin Group.
Three months ago, this promising young entrepreneur unfortunately suffered from oil poisoning, which led to a troublesome condition—anorexia.
As time passed, the condition became more and more serious. Recently, he could barely sustain his life with only white rice porridge. In just a few months, he lost more than 40 kilograms and his once handsome face became haggard.
Mr. Yu was extremely worried and came to me for help.
"Dr. Tan, I know you have a dual degree in nutrition and psychology, so I'm entrusting my son's anorexia to you." Mr. Yu is truly a president, speaking with a domineering CEO flavor, without even asking if I'm willing.
Even though I have zero experience in this field, I still need to present a certain attitude.
I leaned back in the chair with a confident smile and said, "Mr. Yu, although my professor Zen is an authority in nutrition, there are many qualified and experienced dietitians in A city besides her. Why did you specifically choose me?"
"I came to find you because of the recommendation from your professor Zen. You are young and cute, and if you go undercover in my house, my son will definitely not realize that you are a doctor."
"What the heck? This is a great insult to me. Although I may not be very smart, I at least have two degrees.
I reached out and pointed to the door: "I'm sorry, old man, I don't..."
A large stack of Renminbi flashed before my eyes, and Mr. Yu calmly laid down the conditions: "A reward of 100,000 for gaining one pound of weight. When you reach ten pounds, I'll double the reward."
I snatched the stack of banknotes and laughed until my mouth hurt. "It's a deal, old man. I wonder, what kind of person do you want me to pretend to be?"
"Young master, I am the new chef, Qin Linlin."
Wearing a white uniform, I finally met the legendary Young master who has anorexia.
My eyeballs almost fell out. How can someone who has lost over 40 kilograms still look so strong and handsome? What about the supposed anorexia?
Seeing the photos in the living room, I finally understood everything.
It turns out that Yu Yoming was previously a 200-pound heavyset person. Mr. Yu has been overly indulgent; he should have let Yu Yoming go hungry for another month or two.
However, upon closer inspection, Yu Yoming's complexion does appear somewhat yellow and fatigued. If this continues, it might really lead to problems.
Yu Yoming calmly glanced at me before turning his gaze back to the computer screen. "Dad really doesn't get it. I've told him that nothing is safe to eat these days. Does he really think hiring a new chef will solve everything?"
As Mr. Yu said, ever since the poisoning incident, he has developed a deep aversion to any food ingredient. This mindset prevents him from enjoying the pleasure that food once brought him; in fact, just seeing food makes him feel nauseous and fearful.
As a chef, my task is to help him overcome this psychological barrier and rediscover his love for gourmet food.
"Young master, I have already ordered a series of imported ingredients for you online, from Japanese beef fillet to fresh ginger and scallions. Your concerns can be completely alleviated. Why don't we discuss what to have for dinner?"
I straightened my back, filled with confidence. I thought that in the next moment, Yu Yoming would look at me with bright eyes and praise me as the smartest chef he had ever met, solving the problem at its root.
"Naive. Can imported goods be trusted? Do you know how mad cow beef used to flow into the country? If it were that simple to resolve, would Young Master be reduced to this skin-and-bones state?"
His expression was full of disdain, as if he thought I was mentally challenged.
I stood there in a daze for a while, then he shouted at me again, "What are you standing there for? Go cook some white rice porridge for me. Do you really want me to starve to death?"
Although Yu Yoming only survives on white rice porridge, I am a human with normal physiological needs, so I cooked myself three or four small dishes.
"I told you I'm not eating anything, right? Are you trying to kill me?"
"When my father invited me, he said it was to increase your appetite and asked me to dine with you. These dishes are not prepared for you, they are prepared for myself."
As I said this, I pushed the white rice porridge in front of him and moved several small dishes in front of myself.
Yu Yoming paused for a moment and said, "What do you mean by increasing my appetite? Explain it to me."
I felt a bit embarrassed and replied, "It's like this. Mr. Yu said that you have been single for many years and that no girls are interested in you. Eating alone can be quite lonely, so having someone of the opposite sex to accompany you during meals might stimulate your appetite a bit. That's why he approached me."
As soon as I finished speaking, I saw Yu Yoming give a cold smile. He glanced at me from head to toe and said, "Did you look in the mirror properly before you came? I couldn't help but laugh when I saw you."
How ridiculous! Those two really have gone too far.
One said I look stupid, another said I'm unappetizing. If it weren't for the expensive meat, I would have walked out in a minute.
I firmly glued my butt to the chair: "Well, sorry about that, Young master. I'm going to eat. If you find it unappetizing, then don't eat."
After speaking, I buried my head and started eating the vegetables.
I deliberately smacked my lips while eating, pretending to be intoxicated, thinking that he would definitely be tempted by me. Unexpectedly, when I looked up, he had already finished the porridge in one gulp, showing disdain for the carefully cooked dishes I made: "Remember to wash the bowl and put it in the sterilizer."
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