seattlejaycees Chapter 315 - 314: Two Giant Steamed Buns
Chapter 315 - 314: Two Giant Steamed Buns
Speaking of South Grant, she didn’t go to that drinking party with Nathan Foster today, but instead went to find the organizer of The Rhythm of the Heart Crew.
When she got to the recording venue, she didn’t see the crew’s organizer at all.
Without a work permit, she couldn’t get into the crew and was stopped by the security guard at the door.
"Bro, help me out." South Grant said, handing the guard two packs of cigarettes, which weren’t available on the market outside; they were exclusive supplies for the military district.
Nathan Foster didn’t have the habit of smoking, but some people would still present them to him, so South Grant kept them.
Thinking that she was asking someone for a favor, it was best to bring out something valuable, something that couldn’t be bought no matter how much money she had.
Nathan Foster thought South Grant was curious, so he kept them, and South Grant casually took two packs when she went out today.
The security guard, who had returned from the army, immediately recognized these cigarettes as military district exclusives.
But they weren’t something that anyone in the military could smoke.
Looking at how generously this young person could present such cigarettes, the security guard was instantly won over by the two packs.
Immediately, he said to South Grant:
"The crew’s general manager stopped broadcasting a show due to the appearance of hidden needles and is currently not with the crew. The assistant manager is around, but he’s not here today; he went out for a drinking party."
"Oh, who did he go out with?" South Grant asked.
"That person should be the manager of the big star Hugo Lynch. I’ve seen him here a few times, even asked him for Harry Ford’s autograph." The security guard spoke openly to South Grant.
Listening to the security guard’s words, South Grant felt that things were not so simple.
Why would Hugo Lynch’s manager be having a drinking party with the crew’s assistant manager?
Especially at this time?
Whether there’s anything fishy or not, it’s worth checking out. At this point, South Grant asked the guard:
"Do you know where they’re having dinner?"
The security guard scratched his head, thinking while speaking:
"When they left, I heard them talking as they walked, something about a shore?"
"Marinus Shore," South Grant said, naming the seafood restaurant.
"Yes, yes, that’s the Marinus Shore."
Knowing the place, South Grant asked Didi to drive over.
Once there, South Grant realized she didn’t know which room they were in.
She now patted Didi on the shoulder, pulled out two photos from her phone for him to see, and then said to Didi:
"Hang around the entrance, and when you see this person coming in or out, take lots of photos from various angles."
"Okay."
"Dodo, you go in and find a way to get me a set of their staff uniforms."
Only then did Dodo and Didi understand, South Grant planned to sneak into the seafood restaurant disguised as a waiter to gather information.
Everything was done according to South Grant’s instructions, and when she looked at the set of work clothes Dodo had sneaked in, her face darkened.
Are all the staff here so "robust"?
Judging by looks, this uniform requires at least a D cup for the chest.
Does eating seafood somehow enhance the bust?
"Get me a different set." South Grant said to Dodo.
"Young Master South, they’re all the same size and specification." Dodo said helplessly.
In the end, South Grant had to think of another way, "Go outside and find a way to buy me two big buns."
Dodo: "..."
Two... big buns...
Young Master South, I want to give you a double thumbs up...
Afterward, Dodo could only do as South Grant said; otherwise, even if she wore it out, she’d be recognized in a second.
The criteria for selecting waiters here was extremely eccentric; all were required to have long legs, a slim waist, and a large bust.
Long legs and a slim waist, South Grant could achieve.
But the bust...