Demi turned to look at Chad.
At the same time, George strode over and asked with an ingratiating smile, "Can you guide us, Ms. Demi? I'll exchange ingredients with you."
"Of course," Demi agreed quickly.
"Why don't we wash the ingredients and bring them to your courtyard? You can teach us there," George suggested.
"Okay." Nodding, Demi opened George and Chad's lunchboxes. Once she looked at the ingredients inside, she discussed the dishes with them and told them how to handle the materials.
"I got it, Ms. Demi. Let us prepare them now." After waving her goodbye, George and Chad hurriedly left.
…
40 minutes later, Demi guided George and Chad with the cooking. The two men were very clumsy.
"Alright. You've put in too much salt."
"That's vinegar, not barbecue sauce."
"The fire is too strong. Don't light so many matches!"
"It's going to burn. Flip it over."
"Pour some water inside."
20 minutes later, Chad sniffed his food happily and said, "Yeah, I think this will be delicious."
Since he cooked it himself, he felt very accomplished.
"That's what I think too." George admired the fragrant dishes on his plate.
"Why don't you eat with us here?" Maria appeared at the entrance of the kitchen.
Then, she looked at Sanders, who was behind her. "Can they do that?"
After remaining silent for a while, the latter replied, "Mr. Hahn said you could eat together, but please don't share your food with one another. Otherwise, the rules will be broken."
"What a shit director," George cursed calmly.
When Matt saw that onscreen, he fell silent.
The comments poured in.
"Haha! George is still so headstrong."
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