Chapter 1626
Chapter 1626: A Bunch of Self-Proclaimed Justice Warriors (Part 5)
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"Hey Sister Flossie..."
"Show us your skills."
Being stared at intently by the three, Flossie Wright remained calm and collected.
She squinted her eyes slightly and chuckled, "Are you all from the Military Academy?"
"The one in Arlington City."
"Yeah, yeah."
The three immediately answered one after another.
Flossie replied absentmindedly.
But she didn’t continue speaking.
What a coincidence.
Her destination was indeed their school.
She hadn’t expected to randomly meet a few girls on the road who were from that school.
Seeing that Flossie was not speaking further, the three girls exchanged glances, hesitating whether to ask more questions. However, Mrs. Sue noticed the situation and urged them to hurry up and eat.
The topic was thus diverted.
Mr. Sue looked rather stern.
Although he had only interacted briefly with Flossie Wright, it was clear that Flossie meant no harm to Sophie Fitch and the other two girls.
The possibility that Flossie was a female soldier was quite high.
And, those "heroes" who suddenly appeared overnight were probably acquainted with Flossie.
Perhaps, they came from the same Forces.
The operation was secretive, making it hard to discern their objectives.
Thinking this through, Mr. Sue helped Mrs. Sue prevent the three girls from questioning Flossie further.
After eating.
Flossie Wright, led by Sophie Fitch, went to the new restaurant opened by her second uncle.
Since Sophie and her friends had plans to go shopping in the morning, after helping Flossie make connections in the kitchen, they hurried off with the two girls.
Thus, Flossie was left in the kitchen.
"Can you chop vegetables?"
Sophie’s second uncle came into the kitchen, glanced at Flossie a few times, and asked tentatively.
From what his sister said, this temp worker had a unique background, which he had partially guessed, but seeing the person in front of him, he fully believed it.
With a straight posture, standing like a pine tree, an expression of calm, and sharp eyes, it was the look of someone seasoned by life’s experiences.
Soldiers who have spent a long time in the Forces always have obvious marks.
Hard to describe, but you can recognize them at a glance.
Sometimes, those people could tell Flossie was a soldier simply because she allowed them to see.
Flossie replied confidently.
Her voice was crisp, without a trace of hesitation.
At this moment, the chef quickly chopping vegetables turned to glance at her with a look of disdain.
So confident, does she think this is her own kitchen?
It wasn’t that they looked down on her, but come on, such a young girl, not even professionally trained, here as a temp worker, who would take her seriously?
Isn’t it just using some connections and finding an excuse to earn some pocket money?
It really causes a lot of fuss.
For just a small amount of money...
"Alright then."
Sophie’s second uncle nodded.
Quickly, he gestured and called over a nearby chef chopping vegetables.
"Give her some vegetables to chop first and see how it goes," Sophie’s second uncle said seriously.
The chef immediately nodded.
But, he hesitated a bit and did not turn around to carry out the task right away.
"Still something?"
Noticing his hesitation, Sophie’s second uncle asked.
"If she can’t chop well..." the chef hinted.
If the chopping wasn’t up to standard, they couldn’t use the vegetables for cooking, only waste them.
Got to figure out some follow-up solutions, right?
"Then have her wash the vegetables."
Frowning, Sophie’s second uncle said straightforwardly.
The chef nodded.
Before leaving, he cast Flossie an odd glance.
There was irritation and disdain in his eyes.
This woman in front of him didn’t look easy to deal with or like someone who’d listen. He didn’t believe she would do as told.
Perhaps a bad first impression made the chef think that even assigning her to wash vegetables was unreliable.
What if she couldn’t even wash them clean?
He had witnessed Miss Sophie Fitch’s skills in washing vegetables...
And sensing the "unwelcoming" atmosphere in the kitchen, Flossie Wright couldn’t help but touch her chin.
The cooking class in the Forces was better.
— End of Chapter 1626 —