The Billionaire Intern Assigned To Scrub Toilets

I joined my own father's company as an intern to learn the ropes. I even prepared my own meals to bring to the office.

My department supervisor saw my lunch box and sent me a message that afternoon.

“Since you are already cooking, make a portion for me too from now on.”

“Remember, no cilantro. The fish must be boneless, and the shrimp must be hand-peeled. Don't repeat the same menu. It must be a three-course meal with soup, perfectly balanced.”

“Thanks.”

I almost laughed out loud.

Thanks?