Wyatt Crawford said excitedly, and Eve Sherman shook her head, "Forget it, he doesn't eat anything when the origin is unknown. Even if you make it, he won't eat it."
"I don't believe it. He's such a nice person, how could he ignore my gesture? Besides, if you say you made it, he'll definitely eat it. You're not just anyone; you're his close assistant, aren't you?"
"I can take it over for you, but whether he eats it or not is out of my hands. If not, I'll just give it to colleagues to eat, alright?"
"Can't you try a little harder? You used to like taking on challenges. What's this now? Denying it before even starting."
Eve Sherman shook her head and got up to wash up, "I know what kind of person President Sutton is, which is why I'm denying it. He's a very principled person; if he doesn't like something, he just doesn't like it."
"Oh, whatever, just make sure you take it with you later!"
After saying that, Wyatt Crawford happily hummed a tune and started making breakfast.
