The strong restaurant waiters and security guards brought up large barrels of sparkling water. Little Taotie noticed that the table, not very stable, trembled as the sparkling water was placed on it.

"These different flavors of sparkling water are all new products from our store. Please taste them and choose your favorite one. The first five tables to finish and cast their votes will advance to the next round."

Hearing this, someone started whispering, "Quite ingenious, using this competition to launch the store’s new products. We’ve all become living advertisements."

Hearing this person’s muttering, the chef instructed the waiter, who then took out a loudspeaker and shouted, "This round not only tests your speed but also your style and expression while drinking sparkling water. From this, a spokesperson for the sparkling water will be selected."

"Weren’t they saying the final champion would be the spokesperson?"

"Can they decide the spokesperson now?"

The waiter gestured for silence, and everyone quieted down. The waiter shouted, "The final champion represents the entire enterprise, while this competition is to select the spokesperson for this beverage. Each branch will select one to three individuals, and they’ll shoot a commercial together."

"Is there an advertising fee?"

"Are there many spokespersons?"

"Is the represented drink the one that’s voted for?"

"If so many people are hired, won’t each person get less money?"

The waiter answered each question: "There is an advertising fee. Indeed, each flavor has a spokesperson, so the number is relatively large. The represented flavor is the one the spokesperson votes for. Although the large number may affect the fee, it certainly surpasses some minor commercials."

"I’ll definitely enjoy drinking it!"

"I think gulping it down makes the drink taste better, increasing the chances of being selected!"

"I’m so handsome, they’ll definitely pick me!"

"I’m even more handsome, pick me!"

The waiter didn’t expect these foodies to start arguing over who was more handsome. To the waiter, they were all big-sized fellows with few really good-looking ones, and those who were genuinely handsome kept quiet, while those less attractive, with chubby faces and ears, jumped around like clowns.

The chef, irritated by their chatter, waved his hand: "Let’s start quickly and use the sparkling water to shut them up."

The waiter picked up the loudspeaker and shouted, "Get ready for the countdown! 3—"

"Wait, let me open the cap first!"

"Don’t rush, don’t rush, hold on, hold on!"

"How can we start just like that? My hair isn’t styled yet, it’ll ruin my image!"

"I haven’t tied my tie yet, hold on a second!"

The waiter continued at a steady pace, unaffected by them, "2, 1! Start!"

Little Taotie was just unscrewing the bottle cap of the sparkling water when Yuanyuan leaned over, whispering, "Drink it ugly."

Little Taotie was puzzled for a moment.

Yuanyuan: "You definitely must not become the spokesperson; don’t go stealing the spotlight!"

Little Taotie suddenly understood, feeling troubled, "If it tastes good, it’s hard to control my expression."

Yuanyuan: "It can’t possibly taste good. Fast food sparkling water is just to complement a set meal; it’s just filling a space, it can’t taste good."

"Eh?" Yuanyuan took a sip, surprised, and took another sip, "Why does it taste a bit good? This one’s apple flavor, let me try the other flavors; this might just be an exception."

"Eh? This one’s nice too, a refreshing peach flavor! This one’s great too, the strawberry flavor is tart and sweet! The passionfruit smells wonderful; the taste is amazing!" Yuanyuan’s expression gradually got harder to control, becoming more pleased and content, and their sparkling water drinking became more uninhibited.