Elton was stunned for a moment, with a hint of panic in his eyes. He swallowed and said, "No...what do you mean you don't have to come?"
"To put it simply, starting from tomorrow, Maimi's Restaurant will no longer serve you breakfast." Mag looked at Elton with a hint of ridicule in her smile, "I won't serve you anymore."
Elton's expression changed drastically, and he quickly looked at Mag with a pleading look on his face and said: "Mr. Mag, what I just said was just a joke. You must not take it seriously. I promise not to make random jokes again in the future. You It’s so cold today. If I don’t have a hot breakfast, I will freeze to death this winter, so please take pity on me.”
Anna looked at Elton and then at Mag, but hesitated to speak.
The other cleaners also looked at Mag. Elton did go a bit too far, but he just didn't know how Mr. Mag would handle this matter.
"I'm sorry, my kindness is limited. I only give it to the people I want to give it to. And you are obviously not among this category of people. You have now been blacklisted by the restaurant. From now on, all my restaurants will I won’t entertain you anymore.” Mag said calmly, without any intention of negotiating.
Elton looked at Mag and saw that he had no intention of negotiating or backing down. He obviously decided not to give him porridge anymore. He was so angry that he slammed the big bowl in his hand to the ground with a bang. He pointed at Mag with his finger and laughed and cursed: "You are a hypocritical guy. You just gave us some porridge to be a scholar. Now you are deliberately looking for trouble so that I can't eat it. I want to expose your true face and let everyone know who you are." Man, I’m going to go to the city lord to sue you!”
Mag glanced at the smashed bowl on the ground and raised his eyebrows slightly. This guy is really a rotten person who can't get enough of food and salt.
Elton looked at Mag with a hint of pride in his eyes. The most important thing for these rich people is reputation and face, especially those who open restaurants like Mag. If their reputation is bad, it will be difficult to do business in the future. I will definitely give in to him and give him another blow when the time comes, and I will be able to live comfortably in the next few months.
Old Jack wanted to speak, but the old lady reached out to hold him back and whispered: "Mr. McGonagall can handle it by himself. Don't get involved. He is not someone Elton can rip off casually."
Mag raised his eyes and looked at Elton, curled his lips, and said with a smile: "You can sue me wherever you want. This is your freedom. Of course, I will hold you accountable for all slander and dirty talk. I have I have money and leisure, but I’m not afraid of trouble at all.”
Elton was stunned. He didn't expect Mag to be so tough. He became angry and said: "Okay, I will go to the city lord's mansion to sue you!" After saying that, he turned around and left.
"Wait a minute, you can sue me. First, pay me for the bowl you broke on purpose. This is a high-quality porcelain bowl from the east. Each one costs 400 copper coins." Mag stopped Elton and pointed The broken bowl on the ground said.
"Four hundred copper coins!" Elton stared, looked at the broken bowl on the ground, then looked at Mag, and said angrily: "You... you are blackmailing!"
"Blackmail?" Mag smiled, his eyes turned cold, and his voice rose a bit, "You are provoking trouble and maliciously destroying other people's property. According to the laws of the City of Chaos, you need to compensate the other party for the loss according to the price, and Take corresponding responsibilities.”
"I...I..." Elton's eyes were a little panicked. He didn't know anything about the law, and he didn't expect that Mag would confront him head-on without any intention of backing down.
His monthly salary was only 600 copper coins, and he spent it all on drinking and gambling within a few days of the payment. He still owed a lot of money. Where could he find 600 copper coins to compensate Mag.
"I don't have the same experience as you." Elton flicked his sleeves, picked up his broom and turned around to leave.
"Hey, dirty grandpa, if you break something, you have to pay for it. Otherwise, my little fireball won't let you go easily." Amy's crisp voice sounded from behind, and she didn't know when she got up. Amy stood at the door, a ball of fire beating slightly in her hand.
Elton looked back at the little fireball in Amy's hand, his expression changed drastically, he ran with the broom and shouted: "Hitting someone! Someone is hitting the cleaner! Hitting someone..."
"He's running away. It seems like he's not going to give the money anymore. It's such a bad choice." Amy muttered, then pointed her hand towards Elton, and the small fireball flew out and chased after Elton. .
A bad old man carrying a broom and a jumping red fireball started chasing each other wildly in Aden Square, always keeping a distance of about half a meter.
"Amy, will something happen?" Mag looked back at Amy and asked.
"Don't worry, Father, he won't die." Amy promised.
"boom!"
There was an explosion, and a small mushroom cloud rose in the distance, accompanied by a scream like a slaughtered pig.
Elton, who was covered in flames, jumped into the cold fountain pool. The flames were extinguished. Although he was not burned, all his clothes were burned by the fire. The pool of clear water quickly turned into black.
He shivered and huddled in the water, neither getting up nor getting up, with tears streaming down his face, "What a sin, if I had known earlier, I would have eaten the free breakfast, but now I have no breakfast, and no clothes." No, how will we survive this winter?!"
The cleaners looked at this scene and hugged the big bowls in their hands tightly. This was a big bowl worth 400 copper coins. If one was broken, then the month's work would be in vain.
But no one really sympathizes with Elton. Everyone knows who that guy is. He usually cheats and skates around, but he doesn't sweep the floor properly, and his hands and feet are not clean. Now he wants to target Mr. McGonagall. He succeeded, but he was punished, and he deserved it.
"Mr. McGonagall and the little girl are really powerful. They completely restrained Elton this time." Old Jack said to the old lady with a smile.
"Uncle Mag and Amy have a way to deal with the bad guys." Anna looked at Mag and Amy, thinking silently in her heart that if it were herself, she must not have known what to do just now.
Mag smiled and pinched Amy's cheek, then looked at the cleaners and said, "Everyone, please continue eating. There will still be some in the pot after you finish."
He took a broom, swept away the pieces of the porcelain bowl on the floor, and poured them into the trash can.
He is not a holy mother, and he will not spoil anyone.
After breakfast, Mag packed up his things, wrote a bulletin board and hung it at the door.
"Uncle Mag, are you going on a trip?" Anna looked at the bulletin board and asked curiously.
