"100 milliliters."
"Add 30 grams of sugar, it's Miss Ella Adams' favorite taste." Elijah Smith pointed to Ella Adams' room.
"Are you our CEO Adams' friend?" The waiter asked doubtfully.
Elijah Smith lowered his eyes for a moment before raising them to look at the waiter and replied irrelevantly: "She likes to drink soy milk, freshly made from freshly cooked soybeans, and it's best to add one-tenth of milk."
As Elijah Smith spoke, he lifted the lids of the various bottles and cans on the cart, and according to the measurements in his heart, he added some sugar and milk to each. He smiled at the waiter and asked, "When will your CEO Adams leave Arandalle?"
"Maybe the afternoon after tomorrow."
Elijah Smith nodded, and before he could speak, he heard a slight sound coming from Ella Adams' door. He quickly moved out of sight and gestured the waiter not to reveal his presence.