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

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the host, the famous Sichuan dish - couple lung slice!"

The turntable stops slowly and the system sounds at the same time.

"No, system, don't you mean high-level recipes? Is husband and wife lung piece a high-level dish? " McGonagall picked eyebrows. Although he didn't mean any harm to the couple's lungs, he felt that his rank was a little lower than that of Buddha jumping over the wall?

"Host, husband and wife lung slice is a classic Sichuan dish with cruelty second only to wife cake. It has an extremely lofty and special position in Sichuan cuisine, and the authentic best husband and wife lung slice is no less than any delicious one..."

"Is it a real couple?" Asked MEG.

System:

"Husband and wife lung slice." McGonagall opened his eyes and read it softly, but he didn't feel disappointed. The restaurant has no marinated dishes, so that the world's eaters can see the depth of Chinese cuisine.

However, whether the dish name will cause some bad associations is beyond his control.

McGonagall looked up at his watch. It was still early and he was ready to go upstairs to read the meeting book. The mystery of the old dominator who shrouded the world had not yet been solved. He needed to find more inspiration from the myth of ksuru.

"Ding Ling."

At this time, there was a bell outside the door.

"Well? Are there any guests who don't know it's a day off? " McGonagall raised his eyebrows slightly, but out of politeness, he got up and went to the door, looked out of the door, opened the door in a little surprise, looked at Gloria standing in front of the door and said, "Miss Gloria, how are you here?"

Gloria presented a golden invitation to MEG with both hands and said with a smile, "Mr. McGonagall, I'm here to give you the invitation. The day after tomorrow is the year-end meeting of Aden chamber of Commerce. As one of the directors, I can invite several friends to join me. I hope you and all of you in the restaurant can come and join me."

MEG reached for the invitation. He was so busy that he forgot about it. Gloria had mentioned that she wanted to invite him to attend, but now it's hard to refuse. He nodded slightly and said, "OK, if there's no conflict on that day, we'll come."

"Looking forward to you and all of you." Gloria said with a smile, and then left.

"Miss Gloria is a business genius, but I don't know what's going on with the Council." MEG murmured as he watched Gloria leave, but he didn't think much about it. He didn't have much energy to help her now.

……

"Miss, the Dodgers should have conspired with the Marquis family to stand on Cyril's side at the year-end meeting and choose to vote to remove your seat." Mars, sitting opposite Gloria with a black notebook on his lap, said, "we need to see director Thompson and director cassis in the afternoon. If they are willing to stand on your side, our chances of winning will increase."

"Good." Gloria nodded, thought a little, and said, "but I'm going to miss Luna this afternoon. The second batch of winter clothes I promised to provide need to confirm the size of children's clothes with her. It's said that some children have been added recently."

"There should be time." Mars nodded and looked at Gloria with some satisfaction. He was surprised by the business talent and growth speed of the young lady, but it was rare that she did not lose her kindness.

Gloria was silent for a long time, and suddenly asked, "Mars, do you think we will fail?"

"No matter which way you look at it, you have been very successful. Even if you can't continue to be the director of Aden chamber of Commerce and the successor of the Molton family, you and the dark blue clothing you founded will become a great company, and even surpass the achievements of the Molton family in the future." Said Mars with a smile.

"Really?" Gloria looked at Mars in surprise.

"The premise is that you can maintain your current enthusiasm and take your career seriously." Mars nodded.

"I think I will." Gloria had a confident smile on her face.

Mars also smiles when he looks at Gloria. His father helped Lord Geoffrey to make the Molton family. Now, he may be on the way to do it.

……

In a luxurious private room, the ambiguous lights are shining on the faces of the men and women who indulge in extravagance.

Cyril, holding a blonde in her arms, raised her glass and motioned to the crowd, "cheers to our friendship."

"Cheers

They all raised their glasses.

"Young master Cyril, when Gloria is removed at the year-end meeting the day after tomorrow, you will be the only successor of the Molton family, the future head of the Molton family and the president of the Aden chamber of Commerce, and we will all rely on you to support us in the future." A chubby middle-aged man said with a shy smile.

All the people in the box were flattering.

Cyril was flattered and nodded: "it's easy to say, it's easy to say, as long as it can be done the day after tomorrow, Cyril will never forget you."

"Oh, fight with me, Gloria. You are still young. When I become the patriarch, I'll drive your family out and see what you are without the protection of the Molton family." Cyril drank the wine, kneaded the woman in her arms, and thought with a sneer. It seemed that she had already seen Gloria's dismissal at the year-end meeting three days later.

……

As night falls, McGonagall tells Amy and Anna bedtime stories. Seeing that both of them are asleep, McGonagall turns off the light and goes out quietly, ready to go to the meeting again.

"You smell like another woman." McGonagall had just closed the door, and there was a cold voice behind him.

"Wow McGonagall was startled. As soon as he looked back, he saw that Elena was leaning over him and sniffing, with a hint of danger on her pretty eyebrows.

MEG was a little surprised at the sensitivity of Elena's nose. He took out the invitation and explained, "Miss Gloria came here at noon today and gave me an invitation to attend the year-end meeting of Aden chamber of commerce the day after tomorrow."

"You didn't join that chamber of Commerce. What did she invite you to do?" Irina glanced at the invitation, from which the fragrance of women came.

"Probably because I am her chief designer and business partner. As the agent of Aden chamber of Commerce, she has the right to invite some friends to participate." Said Meg.

"Well, that's probably because she has no friends." Irina chuckled.

"Er..." McGonagall didn't know how to refute.

"Have the night elves reached the city of chaos?" MEG put away the invitation and asked instead.

"No, I found a place for them to rest first, because there are so many people that they will arrive the day after tomorrow." Irina shook her head, then looked at MEG and said seriously, "I'm starving. Go and make me something delicious."

"OK, what do you want to eat? Order it yourself." MEG nodded with a smile and went up the stairs.

"Let's have a Jiaohua chicken first. I saw a lot of pheasants on the road today." Elena's thinking about the cableway.

"What a miserable chicken." McGonagall raised his eyebrows and observed a second of silence for the unfortunate replacement of the pheasant.