Chapter 7Eric groaned as he massaged the back of his neck. He had found it difficult to fall asleep the previous evening, tossing and turning around in his bed until it was nearly two in the morning before he eventually dozed off. Fortunately, he didn’t have much to prepare at the restaurant that morning since it was Tuesday, so he was able to sleep until half-past nine before getting up for a light breakfast and a shower before leaving the apartment.
“Mr. Fong, I need your signature.”
Eric was a bit startled when one of his employees abruptly shoved the tablet at him the second he arrived at the restaurant several minutes later, but he accepted it and glanced at the screen. He noticed the electronic delivery form so he checked to ensure that all of the ingredients he had ordered were ac
