"What did the Catering Association say?" Cyril asked Mars while still playing with the flower snake on the leather sofa.
"Director Stanley said it is still being verified and we will be informed of the results." Mars said with a slight bow.
"Verification? Does this kind of thing still need to be verified? Stanley, this guy, seems to be short of money again. He wants to get some expenses from us. Send him ten dragon coins and let him solve this matter as soon as possible. Yes." Cyril curled his lips and said with a somewhat unkind look on his face: "The visitors to this Maimi Restaurant are unkind. On the second day, two dishes entered the top 30, and four dishes entered the top 50. If this continues, It’s really annoying that more people are coming to complain.”
"Okay." Mars nodded, hesitated and said: "But the second young master, if this restaurant is on the list based on his true ability, and he is removed from the list directly, it may cause some bad things. Trouble."
"Real ability? Haha, true ability is the most worthless thing in the world. Can a small restaurant still compete with our Aden Chamber of Commerce?" Cyril curled his lips with some disdain, and gently placed his fingers on Hua Shen's head. He nodded and pinched the snake's head, "Prepare 100 dragon coins. If Stanley can't solve the problem, send it directly to Warren. This old guy has taken money from us in recent years. He is getting more and more money." It’s getting harder to feed.”
"If I want 100 dragon coins, do I need to ask the president for permission?" Mars did not nod immediately, but looked at Cyril and asked.
"Do you need to ask the president for instructions for 100 dragon coins? It's just a small amount of money. The money we have given to the Catering Association over the years is no less than 10,000 dragon coins, right?" Cyril looked up at Mars, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his voice was cold. Said: "Cyril, you have to remember who you belong to now. The president is already old, and I will be the president from now on."
"Yes, Second Young Master." Mars bowed his head and said respectfully.
"How could this happen... Could it be that the Aden Chamber of Commerce has been controlling the food rankings in Aden Plaza over the years? How could this be possible?" Outside the door, Gloria, wearing a black gauze hat, took two steps back, her face full of tears. He looked in the direction of the president's room in disbelief.
She specifically wanted to see Jeffrey today. She had some thoughts about what she had said at the dinner table, so she wanted to tell Jeffrey face to face.
But she didn't expect to hear a conversation between Cyril and Mars, a conversation that was completely beyond her imagination.
Although she didn't like her patriarchal grandfather, it was undeniable that Jeffrey, who had built a huge business in the City of Chaos from scratch in just a few decades, was indeed a legendary figure worthy of being written into the history of the City of Chaos.
The Buffett family's bank is enviable, and the Aden Chamber of Commerce has brought the merchants of the Chaos City into the eyes of Nolan Continent and become the best among them.
Therefore, in Gloria's mind, she still admires and respects Jeffrey, but now hearing the conversation between Cyril and Mars seems to make her see the darkness under the glory of the Aden Chamber of Commerce. This kind of The contrast made it difficult for her to adapt for a while.
"Who is outside?" Cyril suddenly looked towards the door and asked.
Gloria looked panicked, quickly picked up her skirt, turned around and walked out.
Mars opened the door and came out, just in time to see Gloria's side face disappearing around the corner. A trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, but his expression did not change.
"Who is it?" Cyril put down the flower snake in his hand and looked at Mars and asked.
"Second Young Master, there is no one outside. Maybe that fat cat came to eat again." Mars closed the door and shook his head.
"No, you must tell Boss Mai about this. The food at Mai Mi's restaurant is obviously so delicious and has magical effects. It wouldn't be surprising if it occupied the top five on the list, but now it has to be banned because of the intervention of the Aden Chamber of Commerce. It's so unfair to be off the list. This shouldn't be what the Aden Chamber of Commerce should be like." Gloria shook her head, looked back at the towering Aden Chamber of Commerce General Building, slowly clenched her fists, and her eyes gradually He became firm and whispered to himself: "No, the Aden Chamber of Commerce should not be like this. If it can only develop in this direction in Cyril's hands, then let me pick up everything my father put down. Who said Women must be worse than men!"
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Mag didn’t have too many feelings about Sweet and Salty Tofu Nao entering the top 50. Anyway, his goal was just to have one dish enter the top 30 and complete the task.
During the afternoon break, Mag visited Mo Bai's new blacksmith shop. The size and layout were similar to the original blacksmith shop, but the showroom in the front was smaller and the work area in the back was expanded, adding a furnace and A larger blacksmithing table.
The bare-chested Lu Lu was swinging a large hammer meticulously under the guidance of Mo Bai. A red-hot square iron block on the blacksmithing table was getting smaller at a speed visible to the naked eye. Every time the hammer fell, there was a muffled sound. It was so loud that it seemed like my eardrums were vibrating.
"Well, that's right. Just break this piece of iron into thin slices today." Mo Bai nodded with satisfaction, and picked up the big hammer and continued to hammer the half-finished long sword in front of him.
Originally, he was not planning to accept an apprentice, but this big silly guy looked silly, but he still admired his seriousness in working and his quick hands and feet. The suggestion given by Boss Mai seemed feasible. It's very high, but it will definitely take a lot of time to get the finished product to meet the requirements he said. If there are more helpers in the store, the efficiency can be improved a lot, and more time can be squeezed out to study the gunpowder. stability.
"Boss Mo Bai, are you going to start work today?" Mag stood outside the door, feeling the heat rushing towards his face, and said a little surprised.
Yesterday, the dwarf craftsmen spent a day and a night rebuilding the blacksmith shop, which surprised him. Unexpectedly, Mo Bai and Lu Lu had just started working on it.
"It's Boss Mai. I have a few orders I'm rushing to get. We can start work now, but of course we can't stop it." Mo Bai put down the hammer, stamped the ground with a smile and said, "And I didn't let them dig tunnels this time. , once this batch of goods is ready, go to the outskirts of the city and find a place where no one is around to do experiments."
"Well, that's good." Mag nodded with a smile and took a look at the blacksmith shop. With Mo Bai's technology and the magical flames of this world, there is still hope for forging steel that meets the conditions. Yes, there should be no problem if we discuss with him about making steam engines at that time.
"Okay, I won't disturb your work." Mag retracted his gaze, said, turned and left. He came here just to see if Mo Bai, the neighbor, was still planning to cause trouble. After hearing what he said, , I immediately felt relieved. At least I didn’t have to worry about my hair being blown up to the sky for no apparent reason when I went to bed at night.
"The sunshine is so nice." Mag came out of the blacksmith shop. The warm autumn sunshine shone on him, making him want to close his eyes and sleep. Mag looked at the countdown of the tofu brain task in his mind: 6 /10, the long-awaited big carousel seems to be coming soon.
