Effie looked at Mag with sadness and resistance in her heart.
I like you so much, but you just treat me as a tool?
So sad...
Moreover, once she accepts this arrangement, it means that it may be difficult to see Mr. Hades and his family again in the future.
What remains between them is purely monetary.
But under Mag's gentle and expectant gaze, the words of rejection came to her lips, but she couldn't say them out.
She knew she had fallen...
Normally, she would definitely say: hetui...scumbag!
Mag saw Effie's tangled expression and apologized a little: "I know this is an excessive request. Don't blame Miss Effie. Just pretend I didn't say it."
If he wasn't eager to save the world, he wouldn't want to throw the tavern out right now. After all, he would definitely lead the charge when heading north to fight the undead army.
"Let me think about it, after all, this is not a small thing." Effie said with a smile.
The conditions given by Mr. Hades are actually very generous. Based on the current operating conditions of Saipan Tavern, she can get 20% of the shares just for management.
Put aside the emotional distractions, this is a huge amount of money.
"Okay." Mag nodded. The more Effie took it seriously, the more confident he felt in handing over the tavern to her. After all, it was a business worth tens of millions, and it would definitely not be possible to just find someone.
Effie is considered a veteran in this industry. She has run the tavern alone for many years and has rich experience.
As for Marla…
As Effie said, she is too simple-minded and asking her to manage the pub is too much.
"Miss, are you here to have dinner so early?" Mara came to the door of the tavern holding a kitchen knife, rubbing her groggy eyes with one hand, and looked at Effie and whispered.
"Eat, eat, eat, you know how to eat." Effie blushed and reached out to pat Mara on the head.
"But we haven't had breakfast yet." Mara took a step back and looked at Effie and said aggrievedly.
"I'm going to eat stupid soup, do you want to go?" Effie smiled.
"Yes." Ma La nodded immediately. She hadn't eaten for a few days because she missed it.
"Master, I'll come back later." Mara said to Mag and followed Effie.
Irina looked at Effie's leaving back, looked at Mag with a smile and said, "It seems like she is attracted to you."
"There are thousands of people who are attracted to me, but I only have you in my heart." Mag looked at her and said seriously.
"Ha, glib." Irina rolled her eyes at him, but she couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth.
"Ha, woman." Mag chuckled inwardly.
When he had nothing to do in the morning, he took out the stack of information that Fei Qi had given him. Among the businesses that had provided the information as required, there were indeed many established and powerful players in catering and entertainment.
But... forget about the drug store, what's going on with the coffin store?
I wish I could come to you and choose a good coffin to take away when someone drinks to death, right?
In addition, there were two brothels that also attracted Mag's attention.
This was an era when prostitution was legal.
Brothels are legal places of entertainment for men to vent their excess energy.
Originally there were several on Romo Street, but because the commercial atmosphere of the entire street was lost, the girls couldn't receive customers, so they dispersed.
Now that Romo Street is showing signs of taking off again, brothels are eyeing this area again.
Judging from the unit prices of Titan Tavern and Saipan Tavern, the spending power of the guests who come to drink is strong enough and they are a very high-quality customer source.
"Do all men like this?" Irina, who was passing by, glanced at the information in Mag's hand and stopped.
"No, those are vulgar men. Good men like me are very family-oriented." Mag said righteously, and then threw the two pieces of brothel information in his hand directly into the trash can.
"It makes money, it's not shabby." Irina said with a smile.
"The main reason is that these two companies are too inferior." Mag shook his head.
"Oh, do you know where there is a better one?"
"That day on earth..." Mag glanced at Irina, whose eyes were getting more and more dangerous, and changed the topic, "There is no better home than home. A man's gas station should be a warm home."
"I have to go back to the City of Chaos first to deal with the night elves. You and the children can go back tomorrow." Irina didn't talk to Maggo.
"Okay, be careful on the road." Mag nodded, knowing that the night elves still had many things that Irina needed to deal with.
Irina left directly with magic, and Mag took out the two pieces of paper from the trash can and put them at the bottom.
If you want to create a commercial street with all the food, drinks and entertainment, the comprehensiveness of the ecology is very important.
With the tavern as the core, other aspects are also essential.
However, Mag is not in a hurry. There are more and more merchants visiting the shop during non-business hours these days. The shop is not worried about being rented out, but it is about carefully considering who to choose.
"This opera troupe that sings operas is quite interesting. It seems that they don't have much money, but I don't know what their capabilities are."
Mag looked at an application form from the Black Cat Theater Company mixed in with the information. They wanted the shop in the corner and wanted to build an opera house, but the price was very low.
But what's interesting is that there is a line of small words written in the corner of the application: This is all the money we have, please...
And the mark of a little black cat.
This offer is absolutely unattractive to ordinary people.
And opera has limited appeal to men compared to brothels.
But Mag became somewhat curious about this opera troupe.
You must know that even in Luodu, opera is considered a new performance project, and there are only a few opera troupes.
Some time ago, Mag and his family went to see a show. The tickets cost fifty copper coins, and they were lonely.
With the howling singing and the dance without any sense of beauty, most of the guests had been dismissed halfway through the performance.
However, the Black Cat Opera Troupe stated in its application that it is a powerful opera troupe, but it is currently in a difficult situation due to the lack of a fixed performance venue.
"Then I want to see if you are worthy of this shop." Mag pulled out the piece of paper, put the other information away under the counter, and then said to Amy and Annie: "Do you want to go see the Black Cat Opera?" The group’s performance?”
"Is it Caesar?" Amy's eyes lit up and she asked curiously.
"Meow!" The ugly duckling was a little excited when he heard this name.
Caesar was Camilla’s cat. Mag smiled and shook his head: “No, it’s an opera troupe.”
Amy was stunned and asked again: "Then should I bring a quilt? The girls in the opera troupe are very good at sleeping when they sing."
Mag gave her a look that made the opera singer want to hit her.
"I think we can bring three beds." Mag smiled.
After simply packing up, Mag took the two little guys out.
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