'An image ambassador?'
'Doesn't that mean I'll have to take photos?'
At the thought, Lin Chen's expression immediately stiffened.
But having someone familiar with the area show him around was definitely better than wandering aimlessly on his own. Left with no other choice, he could only nod and agree for now.
They could discuss the collaboration later. There were plenty of ways to repay a favor.
Zhao Pengfei arrived quickly. After all, Salt Spring Island was only a little over one hundred square kilometers in area.
"Huh? You're alone?"
As soon as the car stopped, Zhao Pengfei looked around, confused.
"We had hot pot for lunch, and on the way here, she ate a huge bag of bread. She's in a carb coma, sleeping at the hotel. I was bored, so I came out for a walk by myself."
"She's got a great appetite! A good appetite is a blessing. It's rare to meet a foreigner who loves our Great Xia food so much. Chef Lin, you'd better act fast."
