Chapter 370: The Treatment of the Jones Family’s Servants


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    “One of them must be photography.” Serenity was 100% sure about this.


    The female colleague from the photography department nodded with a smile. “He’s been pursuing photography and good food for a long time. That’s why he’s a good cook. He’s even better at barbecuing. Serenity, don’t worry. Just wait for the food.”


    “Really?” Serenity found it hard to believe that a man could have a hobby of eating good food. Moreover, he was as thin as a bamboo pole. No matter how she looked at him, he didn’t look like a foodie.


    Another female colleague agreed. “It’s true, it’s true. I can testify.”


    Serenity touched her chin and clicked her tongue. “He would make a good househusband in the future.”


    “If he doesn’t want to stay in the magazine agency in the future, he can change profession and be a chef,” said Ms. Lewis with a smile.


    Sam was brushing seasoning on the chicken wings when he heard them. He looked up and smiled. “Even a chef needs a home to sleep in. Make sure you pay me a high sry.”


    The female colleague from the photography department sighed. “We are all poor people. Our sry can only support our families. How can we have the money to hire you?” If you open a restaurant or something in the future, we cane to support you asionally.”


    “That might not be the case.” Leonard from the administrative department said, “Serene is not only the daughter of the Rivers residence, but she might also be the young madam of the Jones family in the future. As long as Serene is willing to hire you, it’s still possible for you to achieve your ambitious goal, Sam.”


    “Yes, yes, yes. So, hurry up and roast the chicken wings and serve them to Serene properly. Perhaps President Jones will be happy and hire you as his personal chef with a high sry to win the beauty’s smile. You’ll be sessful then.”


    The sry of the Jones family’s servants was not bad. As for the exact amount, Serenity did not know. However, what they said was a little too exaggerated.


    If being a chef in the Jones family meant one could rise to fame, wouldn’t everyone be fighting for this job?


    Serenity looked at Gabriel, still doubting their words.


    Gabriel pinched her soft fingers and whispered into her ear. “The cook of the Jones family’s main residence earns two hundred thousand a year.”


    200,000?


    The sry was even higher than a nine-to-five job!


    Her monthly sry was only 6,000 dors, which was less than 80,000 dors a year. The annual sry of the chef in the Jones family was more than twice as high as hers. She immediately felt that she was not evenparable to a chef.


    Sam served the grilled food to them. It looked pretty good. The chicken wings were covered with ayer of yellow oil and the seasoning sprinkled on them was evenly crispy. The fragrance was enough to have them salivating.


    Once the food was served, everyone was ready to fight for it. Ms. Lewis pped away their paws and passed the food te to Gabriel who took two skewers of chicken wings. He passed one of them to Serenity.


    Serenity couldn’t wait to take a bite. It was still a little hot from the fire, so she took a small nibble. The seasonings were mixed well and it wasn’t salty or nd. The taste was not bad, even better than the food sold at the food stalls.


    After Gabriel took the food, Ms. Lewis then passed the food to everyone. In just five seconds, the food was all gone. Ms. Lewis did not even have any. Since Leonard had taken two skewers, he gave one to Ms. Lewis.


    Halfway through, Sam took a break and Ms. Lewis took over to roast more food for everyone. The charcoal fire they brought was almost used up but there were still many ingredients that had not been used yet. Therefore, she sought everyone’s opinions and decided to use the most primitive method of survival to roast food: with dry wood..