“You’re actually kicking me out? That’s so cool, oh yeah!”

Grace Wood didn’t care about anything else—she whipped out her phone and snapped a flurry of photos of David Carter, capturing the cool look of her male idol. Then she started to act spoiled: “I have to wait for Ms. Grant to come back before I can leave with peace of mind. Oh right, handsome, you haven’t told me your name yet. You already know mine, that’s not fair!”

“David Carter.”

‘Male idol spotted at the water station—exclusive report from the Rong family! First-hand material!’

With the lightning-fast skills honed from years of hanging out in friend circles, Grace Wood picked the photos, added some text, and posted them. In an instant, a nine-photo collage of the male idol was out, dropping a bombshell in the friend circle full of pretty girls.

After thinking for a moment, Grace Wood added another line: ‘Handsome, right? Total male idol, right? Hehehe, I’ve already found out his name, but I’m not telling you.’

Even though the male idol was right at the water station and his “famous name” would be leaked sooner or later, Grace Wood still wanted to make these little brats anxious for a while. Who told them they all refused to come to the back kitchen to deliver orders? Saying the back kitchen smelled bad, and every time they had to play rock-paper-scissors to decide who lost and had to go.

Today, she blurted out “five of a kind” and ended up being shoved into the back kitchen by the group. Who would have thought she’d win the chance to meet the male idol first because of it? Those little minxes are going to be so jealous—serves them right for being so picky!

It was only a few seconds before a series of profile pictures—some pure and beautiful, some charming and alluring, some super cute—appeared under Grace Wood’s post. The girls all liked the post and left a string of exclamation marks.

“Wow, he’s so handsome! Grace, you’re not messing with me, right? This hottie is in our back kitchen?”

“Can the person above watch their words? Use the right terms! Is this just an ordinary hottie? This is a real male idol!”

“Move aside, move aside, I’m warning you all—don’t you dare talk about my husband! I’ve got a bad temper…”

“Sigh, customers are coming in. There’s a bald guy taking forever to order, I’ve been waiting so long my period’s about to start! Making me miss my chance to go to the back kitchen! Grace, can’t you post a few more pics? Why does it look like the male idol is at the water station? That can’t be, right? Someone this handsome should at least be the head chef or a sous chef—K-dramas are always like that!”

“Grace, we agreed, next time it’s my turn to go to the back kitchen to place orders!”

‘Received praise from the opposite sex 5/300…

Received praise from the opposite sex 51/300…

Received praise from the opposite sex…’

David Carter was startled. In just this short time, he’d already received over fifty compliments from the opposite sex!

This random task is a piece of cake—looks like it’ll be completed easily?

Seeing Grace Wood fiddling with her phone with a mischievous smile, David Carter relaxed. This system really keeps up with the times—it even counts online likes? He hadn’t expected this girl named Grace Wood to actually help him out.

She was helping him, after all, so it didn’t feel right to kick her out. David Carter could only frown to himself—girls really can be troublesome sometimes!

“Looks like business is good today, getting orders this early? Little Carter, give me the order. Grace Wood, you can go back to the front hall now. Aren’t you little vixens the ones who hate the smell at the water station the most? Why are you still hanging around?”

Ms. Grant came out of the restroom looking fresh and clean. But the moment she saw Grace Wood’s flirtatious expression, her mood soured. The natural rivalry between women, plus her instinct to defend her own “territory,” made her unceremoniously issue an eviction order.

“Fine, I’ll go! You’re the vixen here, old vixen…”

Muttering under her breath, Grace Wood smartly turned and left. Anyway, I’ll be back! It was already eleven thirty, prime time for customers in the front hall. Word was, a few tour groups had come today—plenty of orders to deliver!

Ms. Grant watched Grace Wood’s departing figure coldly and said with concern, “Little Carter, don’t pay any attention to those front hall waitresses. Don’t be fooled by how young and pretty they look—they’re all street-smart! You’re so honest and kind, you’ll get taken advantage of.”

The chubby guy grumbled to himself on the side: “Suffering losses is a blessing… Let go of David Carter, come at me instead!”

David Carter nodded seriously and said, “Don’t worry, Ms. Grant, I’m only interested in washing vegetables. Ms. Grant, please give me more veggies to wash this time.”

“You silly kid, don’t you know to take care of yourself? Washing vegetables is tiring! You’re still at the age where you’re growing…”

Ms. Grant finally found a chance to pat David Carter on the shoulder and said earnestly, “Don’t worry, Little Carter, your internship grade is on me. You don’t need to worry about Chef Cai. If he tries to make things hard for you, Ms. Grant will deal with him!”

The chubby guy jumped in front of Ms. Grant, widening his innocent eyes and silently praying, “Ms. Grant, look at me, look at me! I’m here too, your little Panpan…” Unfortunately, Ms. Grant didn’t even glance at him. In her eyes, there was no room for anyone but David Carter.

David Carter said helplessly, “Ms. Grant, this is what Teacher Liu promised me. If there aren’t enough vegetables to wash here, I’ll just go help out in another kitchen.”

Is it really that hard to wash more vegetables? David Carter felt helpless, and his mood started to grow more and more irritable.