"Ding!"
"Congratulations to the host, you won the lottery for a classic Sichuan dish - Husband and wife's lung slices!"
The turntable slowly stopped, and the system sound sounded at the same time.
"No, system, aren't you talking about high-end recipes? Is the Husband and Wife Fei Pian considered a high-end dish?" Mag raised his eyebrows. Although he had no ill intentions towards the Husband and Wife Fei Pie, compared to Buddha Jumping Over the Wall, it feels like this level is still a bit low. ?
"Host, Husband and wife's lung slices are a classic Sichuan dish that is second only to wife cake in cruelty. It has an extremely noble and special status in Sichuan cuisine, and the authentic and top-quality Husband and wife's lung slices are no less delicious than any other..."
"Are they using real couples?" Mag asked.
system:"……"
"Husband and wife's lung slices." Mag opened her eyes and muttered softly. She didn't feel disappointed at all. The restaurant didn't have braised vegetables yet, so that foodies in this world could see the depth of Chinese cuisine.
However, whether the name of the dish would cause some bad associations was beyond his control.
Mag raised his head and glanced at the watch. It was still early, and he was going to go upstairs to read a book. The mystery of the old rulers shrouding the world has not yet been solved, and he needs to find more inspiration from the Cthulhu mythology.
"jingle."
At this time, a bell rang outside the door.
"Huh? Are there any guests who don't know that today is a day off?" Mag raised his eyebrows slightly, but out of politeness, he got up and walked to the door. He glanced out from the door and opened the door in surprise. , looked at Gloria standing in front of the door and said, "Miss Gloria, why are you here."
Gloria handed a golden invitation letter to Mag with both hands and said with a smile: "Mr. Mag, I am here to hand over the invitation letter to you. The day after tomorrow is the year-end meeting of the Aden Chamber of Commerce. As one of the directors, I First, you can invite a few friends to participate, and I hope that you and everyone in the restaurant can come to participate."
Mag reached out and took the invitation. He was so busy during this period that he forgot about it. Gloria had mentioned that she wanted to invite him to participate before, so naturally it was hard to refuse now. She nodded slightly and said, "Okay, if If there are no other conflicts that day, we will come.”
"Looking forward to your arrival and everyone's arrival." Gloria smiled and then left.
"Miss Gloria is a business genius, but I don't know what happened to the board of directors." Mag watched Gloria leave and muttered, but didn't think much about it. He didn't have anything to do now. Energy helps her.
…
"Miss, the Dodge family should have conspired with the Marquis family. They will side with Cyril at the year-end meeting and choose to vote to remove you from your seat as director." Mars sat opposite Gloria, with a small hand on his knee. This black notebook said: "We need to meet with Directors Thompson and Cassis in the afternoon. If they are willing to stand on your side, our chances of winning will increase."
"Okay." Gloria nodded, thought for a moment, and then said: "But I have to go to Teacher Luna in the afternoon. I need to confirm the children's clothing sizes with her for the second batch of winter clothes that I promised before. I heard that some more children have been added recently.”
"There should be enough time." Mars nodded, looking at Gloria with a bit of relief. He was surprised by the business talent and growth rate shown by the young lady, but what was rare was that she did not lose her Kind.
Gloria was silent for a while, then suddenly asked: "Mars, do you think we will fail?"
"No matter how you look at it, you have been very successful. Even if you cannot continue to serve as a director of the Aden Chamber of Commerce and the successor of the Moulton family, you and the Dailan Clothing you founded will become a great company and even surpass Momo in the future. What the Dalton family has achieved now," Mars said with a smile.
"Really?" Gloria looked at Mars in surprise.
"The premise is that you can maintain your current enthusiasm and serious attitude towards your career." Mars nodded.
"I think I will." A confident smile appeared on Gloria's face.
Mars also smiled when he looked at Gloria. Back then, his father assisted Mr. Jeffrey to build the Morton family. Now, he may be on the way to do this.
…
In a luxurious private room, ambiguous lights shine on the faces of men and women who are living and drinking.
Cyril hugged a blond girl, raised the wine glass in his hand, and signaled to everyone: "Cheers to our friendship."
"cheers!"
Everyone raised their glasses.
"Master Cyril, when Gloria is dismissed at the year-end meeting the day after tomorrow, you will be the only successor of the Morton family. In the future, we will all rely on your support as the patriarch of the Morton family and the president of the Aden Chamber of Commerce. Yes." A chubby middle-aged man said with a shy smile.
Everyone in the box also quickly followed suit.
Cyril was a little overwhelmed by the praise from everyone. He nodded and said: "Easy to say, easy to say. As long as things come true the day after tomorrow, I, Cyril, will never forget you."
"Oh, fight with me, Gloria, you are still a little green. When I become the patriarch, I will drive your whole family out. See who you are without the protection of the Morton family." Xili I was drinking wine, squeezing the woman in my arms, and thinking in my heart with a sneer, as if I had already seen Gloria being dismissed at the year-end meeting three days later.
…
As night fell, Mag told Amy and Anna a bedtime story. After seeing that the two little ones fell asleep, she turned off the lights and went out quietly, preparing to read a book again.
"You smell like another woman." Mag just closed the door gently, and a cold voice came from behind.
"Wow!" Mag was startled, and when he turned around, he saw Irina leaning over him and sniffing him, with a hint of danger in her beautiful eyebrows.
Mag was a little amazed at the sensitivity of Irina's nose, and took out the invitation letter and explained: "Miss Gloria came here at noon today and gave me an invitation letter, inviting me to attend the event the day after tomorrow. The year-end meeting of the Aden Chamber of Commerce.”
"You didn't join that chamber of commerce, what did she invite you to do?" Irina glanced at the invitation, and it was from here that the woman's fragrance came.
"Probably because I am her chief designer and a business partner. As the agent of the Aden Chamber of Commerce, she has the authority to invite some friends to participate." Mag said.
"Huh, that's probably because she has no friends." Irina chuckled.
"Uh..." Mag didn't know how to refute.
"Have the night elves arrived in the City of Chaos?" Mag put away the invitation and asked instead.
"No, I found a place for them to rest first, because there are a lot of people, and they probably won't arrive until the day after tomorrow." Irina shook her head, then looked at Mag, and said seriously: "I'm starving, you , go and prepare something delicious for me."
"Okay, you can order whatever you want to eat." Mag nodded with a smile and walked towards the stairs.
"Let's start with a beggar chicken. I saw a lot of pheasants on the road today." Irina said without thinking.
"What a miserable chicken." Mag raised his eyebrows and held a moment of silence for the unfortunate chicken that replaced the pheasant.
