Chapter 31 Profit
"You said that you will buy me everything, right?" Anna pouted as she looked at Bryan with puppy eyes.
Seeing her expression, Bryan's expression softened, "Of course, of course."
He turned to Gustav and said, "Hey, you, two pieces of fried chicken breasts and two cups of rice for us. Make sure to serve us the largest breast. Also, do it with the usual."
After saying that, Bryan no longer paid attention to Gustav as he faced Anna with a smile.
Gustav smiled and bowed before he left. However, the moment he turned around, his smile vanished as low 'tsk' was heard in his tongue.
'What a brat with no manners. What did that kid, Roland do to them anyway? That gold-digger is sure hell bent on firing him. Was she rejected by him before?'
'Well, I admit that kid's surely a handsome dude, so it's not out of the possibility that she was rejected by him with that kind of attitude.'
Gustav shook his head as he got rid of these thoughts. No matter how highly he thought of Roland, there was nothing he could do about it anymore.
This branch was owned by Bryan's father, and from what he observed for the years that he has been working here, Bryan was a spoiled brat from bottom to up. He was someone who wanted others' recognition to inflate his ego by flaunting left and right.
In Gustav's opinion, Roland, although poor, was still a lot more promising to Bryan. It was because Roland was hardworking and didn't shy away from any task. Gustav could see his young self on Roland.
He felt pity for the boy but if he did not fire him, he was the one that would get fired. He has a family to feed. The only thing he could do for the boy now was to provide him a new job.
On the other hand, seeing Anna today made Gustav almost want to vomit in disgust. Of all the girls that Bryan brought here, this girl could top the list of those who wear heavy make-ups. Her 'gold-digger' aura was also so strong that Gustav was almost blinded by it.
Well, considering Bryan's inflated ego, there was no way that he would notice such an obvious sight.
Gustav could only shake his head. ƒ𝔯𝗲𝗲𝙬𝒆𝚋𝐧oѵℯl.𝒄𝑜m
As for the 'usual' that Bryan was talking about, of course, it was about the bill of their meal.
Of all the times Bryan was here to treat his friends or 'past' girlfriend's, he would always put it in the tabs of his father. There was not a single time that Bryan paid any of his meals here.
And of all the times that he dined here, there was not a single time that he was respectful to Gustav, the manager of the store.
A spoiled brat to the core with no manners indeed.
'No use thinking about this now. In the end, I'm just a regular employee in the eyes of the wealthy. Sigh! Turning over a new leaf... Is this really the right choice?'
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Roland sized up the king size bed in front of him. He was now at the villa's master bedroom.
He left Gordon and Butler Frank behind the kitchen as he allowed them to finish the rest of the fried chicken he cooked.
Using Gordon's connection and with his willingness to help, he ordered him to search for local chicken suppliers to be used for their products as well as the suppliers for the other ingredients that they will need. The beverages and other matters that were connected to 'kitchen stuff' were also handled by him.
And of course, Roland wanted to deny the help, but Gordon insisted that he must do it as he wanted to be part of such a delicious product so Roland could only reluctantly agree.
Heck, Gordon even wanted to become the main chef of the restaurant if not for the fact that he was now a personal chef of Roland. Of course, he recommended someone, but Roland declined it, saying that he will handle this matter himself.
After he dealt with the overly enthusiastic Gordon, Roland decided to take a break, so he went to the master bedroom. Of course, his main purpose was actually to view the system prompt he heard earlier while cooking.
He laid in the comfy bed as he felt the soft cushion hugging him from behind. This was the first time that Roland felt such a feeling of comfort on the bed, so he enjoyed the moment before he finally took a glance at the System prompt.
Ding!
[You have successfully face-slapped a person: +10 FS Points]
[You have successfully face-slapped a person with one bystander watching: +10 FS Points]
Roland stared at the prompt with wide eyes.
The first line reward was normal, however, why was the second reward different than usual? From what he recalled, only 5 Face-Slapping Points will be rewarded to him for every witness that witnessed the face-slapping. However, why was it doubled this time?
What was the difference between Butler Frank and the other witnesses?
Roland thought for a moment but could not think of any possible reason.
Roland decided to ask the 'System' but unfortunately, there was no reply.
In the end, he could only shake his head and ignore this matter for now. What was important was that his yield this time was actually not bad.
Initially, he actually did not think too much about it when he bought the cooking skill. He just did not expect that Chef Gordon would react that way. He ended up profiting a total of 15 Face-Slapping Points after buying the Cooking Skill for 5 Face-Slapping Points.
Roland suddenly thought that perhaps, this was the best way for him to farm face-slapping points.
"Should I buy more Skills and flaunt- ehemm… Show them to the other workers in this villa?"
Once this thought crossed his mind, Roland was already planning to do it the next day.
Of course, for him to profit greatly, he would need Butler Frank to accompany him and act as his witness.
That guy was walking Face-Slapping Points, perhaps, should he let Butler Frank accompany him everywhere he goes?
A strange smile surfaced on Roland's mind as he took a look at his Profile Interface
[Host: Roland
Age: 18
Physique: Level 1(Peak)
Soul: Level 1(Peak)
Skills: Level 1 Cooking
Face-Slapping Points: 85
Remark: Off to a wonderful start!]
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Sorry for the lack of update. Had a pretty terrible headache this past two days.
I just noticed this today, but a huge and special thanks to Vhinx and grangerblack22 for the valuable gifts.