Other-Worldly Restaurant of A Stay-at-Home Dad

Michael looked at McGonagall pitifully, nodded and said, "OK, I don't force you, but I really keep this position for you. You can talk to me anytime you want."

McGonagall nodded with a smile, and did not refuse. If the world suddenly became chaotic, it might be a good choice to hang up a position in the Lord's mansion.

But he should not go to the city Lord's office. Is it hard to spend money or too much time? What a free solo.

"I wonder why Mr. McGonagall's first goal is to help the night elves?" At this time, Roland looked at McGonagall and asked, "I just received the news that the night elves, who had been out of food for many days, suddenly had food. Do you know Mr. McGonagall?"

"I know about this. There were three elves in my restaurant, but they all joined the night elves one after another. After all, they went home, so I asked them to bring back some special products of the restaurant." Meg's face was calm.

"As for choosing the elves, Yu Gong, the most acute and irreparable internal contradiction in Nolan is the elves. The appearance of night elves is like a sharp knife, tearing apart the dirty side caused by the implementation of the elves' hundred year class policy. As long as the night elves are not destroyed, the wind forest will be tired of internal vindication and need a stable environment, Only renewal votes can be cast at the peace talks.

In private, the three waiters have worked in the restaurant for several months. They are not only employers and employees, but also very good friends. Naturally, they don't want to see the night elves perish. "

Roland nodded slightly, and asked no more.

Michael looked at McGonagall and said solemnly, "Mr. McGonagall, the city of chaos is built for peace. Although it is called chaos, it is actually a city of peace. We would like to see a peaceful continent of Nolan in line with your vision. The plan you just mentioned brings us great inspiration and provides a way to change the direction of the world. So, I hope you can join us. Even if you don't work in the city Lord's office, you can also participate in decision-making as a senior consultant. Would you like to? "

"Senior consultant?" McGonagall hesitated. "What do I need to do for this position? What do you take on? "

Michael said: "if Mr. McGonagall agrees, we will give you the first-hand information, and let you participate in the high-level meeting and participate in the formulation and decision-making of this plan. Mr. McGonagall needs to keep all information confidential and commit to the city of chaos. "

McGonagall frowned and thought that in this way, it would be a perfect solution to his source problem, without spending a lot of money to buy seriously delayed and completely inaccurate information from the house of everything.

And since McGonagall found hill, he planned to join hands with Warren Buffett and chaos city to do something. As a restaurant owner, all he could do was secretly deliver some food to the night elves.

"In that case, I'd like to be a consultant." MEG nodded.

"For your safety, your identity is only known to the three of us. The daily news will be sent to the restaurant by a special person. When you need to talk, you will be invited Michael said.

"I want to have a more comprehensive understanding of the current situation of all ethnic groups. I wonder if the city Lord can give me a detailed information. It's better to have a detailed understanding of the relationship between the high-level members of all ethnic groups." McGonagall is ready to straighten out the relationship between all ethnic groups, and know yourself and the other, so as to win a hundred battles.

"I'll send someone over to you tonight." Michael nodded.

……

MEG left the house in an ordinary carriage.

"Roland, do you think boss MAC looks like him?" In the chamber of secrets, Michael looks at Roland and asks.

"The shape and eyes are somewhat similar, but the speaking habits and expressions are completely different, so it can be determined that they are not the same person." Roland shook her head.

"Although Alex was born again and proved that his strength was still at the peak in the rainy night of lodu, he always showed his true face with a mask. What's more, he repeatedly expressed his closeness to the city of chaos, but did not contact us. After the accident that year, it may have really changed a lot Asked Novartis.

"I've just swept his body with my mental strength. Although it's stronger than ordinary people, it should be because I work out in the kitchen every day. There's nothing special about it. The skin on the hand is smooth, and there is no cocoon from the sword. " Roland still shook her head.

"It doesn't matter. Do you think Alex can become a talented cook after three years' disappearance? You don't know what his food tastes like. It's a talent even King Andre wants to rob. " Michael said with a smile.

Roland and Novartis nodded thoughtfully when they heard the words. Like swordsmanship, cooking skills can't be combined overnight. McGonagall had such cooking skills when he was young, which must have been practiced for a long time.

"Mr. McGrady's plan is very mature, but the situation is changing every minute, and many of them are useless. We need to spend some time to revise them. However, as he said, it should be the easiest thing to intervene in the wind forest to encircle and suppress the night elves. "

……

McGonagall left the city hall and did not go straight home. Instead, he got out of the carriage and walked to the Burning Legion.

"Mr. SA, this is the reward for this mission." McGonagall handed a silver ticket to Sargeras, and the Burning Legion delivered Felice and food safely, which brought precious time to the night elves.

And according to Sargeras, although the night elves are besieged, they should be able to claim themselves for a while longer.

Sargeras took the silver note, and the faces of the Burning Legion were full of smiles. It was a thousand rougamo, enough for them to eat for a period of time. Although the escort was hard, it was very worthwhile.

"Mr. McGregor, if you need any help from us, please don't hesitate to ask." Sargeras put the money away and patted his chest.

"The quality service of the Burning Legion makes it impossible for me to find a second one." McGonagall said with a smile that there may be more and more opportunities to use them in the future.

He likes to deal with honest but professional people, and the Burning Legion is perfect for that.

Leaving the Burning Legion's yard, McGonagall walked away. Just as he was about to turn to another alley, a small figure rushed into his arms.

The powerful impact made McGonagall step back two steps, but at the moment of contact, his subconsciously raised hands seemed to be placed where they shouldn't be. The soft touch and amazing radian