Girl MAX

Restaurant.

In front of the restroom.

"Hey buddy! Look closely, that's a bear! Not a volleyball!"

Just as Adam was stunned, the person he bumped into, that familiar yet slightly immature face, blurted out these words in a carefree manner, and Adam had no more doubts.

It's her!

It's her!

It's her!

Sharp-tongued Big Bear MAX!

However, she was still quite green at this moment, and there was a glimmer in her eyes that was not the one Adam remembered her to have. She was much more energetic than when she first appeared in the TV series 2 2 Broke Girls.

Her appearance is above average, not outstanding, and she doesn't have long legs, but her only advantage is so obvious that it overshadows everything else, making people overlook other details.

"Isn't that so?"

Adam couldn't help but tease, "Are you sure?"

Seeing the girl MAX squatting there, rubbing the spot where she was bumped and picking up the books that had been knocked over, he also squatted down to help her pick them up. He glanced at them briefly and saw that they were university art textbooks, and he couldn't help but feel happy.

As expected, the other party still had dreams and had not yet completely suffocated.

There's a funny saying that goes, "I smoke, drink, and have tattoos, but I'm a good girl."

For 99% of the girls who say this, it's just a disgusting statement that's self-aggrandizing.

But for the girl in front of him, it was a perfect match.

Her life was filled with terrible misery, but she always remained kind-hearted.

If Adam wasn't mistaken, she was standing at a crucial turning point in her life at that moment.

Perhaps by going further, one can escape the abyss and come to the human world.

Taking a step back means seeing the abyss without fearing hell.

Her dream was simply to be a children's book illustrator, nothing more.

If nothing unexpected happens, she will obviously be blocked from moving forward and will take a step back.

However, at this moment, being bumped into by Adam was clearly the biggest accident for her.

"Huh."

MAX looked up in surprise, lowered her slightly conspicuous hand, and smiled, "Dude, I like you!"

Adam didn't presume to know that her affection stemmed from appreciating Adam risqué responses, a mutual appreciation born of shared risqué humor.

"You work here?"

Adam was a little curious.

Although this place is close to Brooklyn, it is still separated by a river and belongs to Manhattan.

As far as I can remember, the other person has always hung out in Brooklyn.

"If you don't work here, are you going to stand on the street?"

Although MAX is still quite green, her two main characteristics, Big Bear and sharp tongue, have already taken shape, and she can easily come up with slightly risqué sarcastic remarks.

"You know what, with these two darlings, working on the street is actually a good option."

As he spoke, he reached out and supported it.

Adam, with nowhere to channel his energy, felt a little dizzy.

"It's definitely a good option."

Upon seeing this, MAX couldn't help but laugh, "If it really comes to that, remember to come and support me! Volleyball it is, whatever you say goes."

"Cough cough."

Adam was really struggling to keep up and could only give an awkward laugh.

It's said in my past life that when a woman turns sullen, men have no chance at all, and it's definitely not a joke.

"I have to go to work now, I have to talk to you now."

MAX turned to leave, but remembering Adam's appearance, she took two steps, then stopped, turned back, and smiled, "See that new chef over there Big Bear?"

"Um."

Adam glanced at Monica, then nodded, suppressing a laugh.

Do you know why she dressed like that?

MAX the girl performed another dizzying move, capturing the sun and moon and seizing mountains and rivers.

"To attract customers?"

Adam suddenly realized.

"Okay, go check the restaurant's name again."

MAX laughed and said, "Waitresses who fit the theme of this restaurant earn 30% more than those elsewhere. Why do you think I work here?"

After saying that, he pushed open the door and went to the kitchen.

"Holy shit!"

Adam then noticed that the restaurant was called MAX Diner, and following the girl MAX's suggestion, he looked at the other waitresses, whose average line was at least C.

Actually, Monica already meets this standard. The reason she wore such exaggerated props is simply because she is a front-of-house chef who directly faces the customers.

Of the five elements (color, aroma, and taste), color comes first.

"Hey, aren't you leaving?"

Monica, who was preparing food for the guests, turned around and saw Adam sitting down again. She asked in surprise, "Why are you sitting so far away?"

Her kitchen was located in front of a bar. After she finished cooking, she would hand the food over directly to the customers so they could sit and eat. There was no need for waiters at all.

Of course, this also brings certain limitations, namely that she can only make simple meals that do not require much heat treatment.

The rest, of course, should be handled by the kitchen staff.

"I'm suddenly hungry again."

Adam didn't sit at the bar, but at the dining table, and said with a smile, "You don't need to worry about me."

Monica was initially confused, but when the girl MAX came out in her waitress uniform and Adam waved to her, she rolled her eyes and remarked, "You really can't live without women."

Then, she couldn't help but glance at MAX a few more times, then looked down at her own even more exaggerated curves, and pouted, "I told you it's fake, but you still don't believe me."

Today is her first day at work, and Max just arrived because he has classes, so the two haven't officially met yet.

Monica didn't know anything about MAX. She just glanced at him and saw the exaggerated curve of his hair. She instinctively felt that MAX must be a victim of the unscrupulous boss's perverse tastes, just like her.

"Sir, what would you like to order?"

Max, dressed in a waiter's uniform, walked to Adam's table, holding a notepad and pen, and asked in a serious tone.

"My name is Adam."

Adam held the menu, but didn't order immediately.

"Okay, one serving of braised Adam."

MAX quickly scribbled on the notepad.

"Another serving of Steamed MAX, please."

Adam laughed.

"Well, well, it seems someone's information network is quite good."

MAX glanced at the other waiters and said sarcastically, "Yeah, those little bitches like someone like you."

She assumed Adam had learned her name from someone else.

"You don't like it?"

Adam, contrary to his usual behavior, decided to flirt directly today.

Are you asking me out?

MAX didn't answer but asked a question instead.

"Would you be honored?"

Adam laughed.

MAX didn't answer, but simply tore off a page from the note, slammed it on the table, and turned to walk towards the other guests.

Adam took it and saw her name and phone number written on the note.

She truly is a super female Si Ji. Even though she's still a bit green, her insight and decisiveness are astonishing.

Max noted down the other customers' orders and went to the kitchen to place his own. As he passed Adam, he stopped and asked in a serious tone, "Sir, are you satisfied with your braised Adam?"

"Very satisfied."

Adam nodded with a smile.

"That's good."

MAX said in a very serious tone, "Contact me anytime if you need anything~"

Monica watched the whole thing, and when Adam waved the note at her, she couldn't help but roll her eyes.

The kitchen.

Faced with his female colleagues' envy and jealousy, MAX Bear straightened up, made a gesture with his hands like two guns, pointed to two vital spots, and tilted his head, saying, "That's right! I'm a bitch just like you!"

That's just how straightforward she is.

Female colleagues. "..."

P. S.: There will be more tonight.