"Luna-sensei is naturally different from those people." McGonagall smiled and nodded, as the first batch of partners of the Foundation, McGonagall would receive a report on the Foundation's operations every month, the whereabouts of every fund, the source of every material, all the rules and regulations were sorted out, and her intentions could be seen from a table.

"By the way, there is one more thing, the day after tomorrow is good, we plan to open directly, I wonder if Boss Mai is free to come and cheer?" Harrison asked, putting away his contract and looking at McGonagall.

MacGlosse thought for a moment and said, "Then I'll come over in the morning when the business is over." ”

"Okay, then that's it, I'll go back and talk to them." Harrison smiled and walked towards the carriage.

McGonagall looked at the carriage in the distance, and turned to enter the dining room with a smile.

Harrison is a master who is not short of money, and he is purely enthusiastic about doing this, but fortunately, half of the proceeds of this mutton restaurant go to the foundation, which should be able to help many children.

The restaurant had been cleaned and everyone had left, with Angela the exception of Angela.

"Won't you go back to the dormitory to rest?" McGonagall walked out of the kitchen with a pot of black tea, and looked at Angela who was standing still in the dining room and said in surprise.

"The morning work is easy and not tiring at all." Angela only felt that she was on the opposite side of McGonagall, looking at McGonagall who was pouring tea by herself, looking at him with a bit of scrutiny in her eyes.

"Something?" McGonagall asked, pushing a cup of black tea in front of her, looking at her through the mist.

"I'm a little curious." Angela's blue eyes were still staring at him.

"Being curious about a man is often the beginning of a downfall." McGonagall picked up the teacup and blew on the hot air, calmly.

"I'm not going to fall for a man." Angela pouted.

McGonagall glanced at Angela, but she didn't expect Angela and Camilla to be the same.

"Don't be so curious about a woman, or you'll sink." Angela smiled charmingly.

"You're a little bit close." McGonagall withdrew her gaze.

Angela's smile froze, revealing a little annoyance, and no man had ever neglected him like this.

But looking at McGonagall, she was quickly relieved, and said a little indifferently: "It's okay, I know you have something unspeakable, I can understand it." ”

"Unspeakable?" McGonagall raised her eyebrows slightly, which was tantamount to saying that he couldn't do it.

Man, how can you say no!

Or ...... Do you like men? Angela's eyes gradually brightened, and she felt as if she had found a spot.

"Then I won't hire you as a waiter." McGonagall rolled her eyes, this girl really dared to think of anything.

"Oh yes." Angela dotted that there are only waitresses at Maimie's restaurant, and each of them is a beautiful woman with outstanding appearance.

Most people would only think that the boss was a capable and guy, but of course, she admits that McGonagall is indeed the most capable male human she has ever seen, and that she can make rules for powerful people to do their bidding, just by cooking so many delicacies.

As for the latter, she had so far not seen McGonagall harassing any of the waiters, nor had she heard any girl speak ill of him or complain about him, and he was always polite to whomever he addressed.

And that's where the most puzzling thing begins.

Although McGonagall had a daughter, no one had ever met the hostess.

A handsome man with a lot of gold, surrounded by beautiful women, and there are a lot of women waiting to be married outside, but he has zero scandals?

"Looks like you're really not good." Angela sighed.

"Generally, women who say such things will get some unusual plots because of men's rebellious psychology." McGonagall glanced at Angela, who was a stunning stunner from any angle.

Angela leaned back in her chair nervously, feeling as if McGonagall's eyes were seeing her through.

"But unfortunately, I'm not that kind of man." McGonagall took a sip of tea, leaned back comfortably in her chair, and smiled, "Maintaining demeanor is a gentleman's compulsory course, and as for whether I can do it or not, it's not your turn to try." ”

"I ...... I don't want to try it! Angela's face flushed, although she had gone out to contact many clansmen and made up a lot of lessons in the past few days, she still had the feeling of being crushed and teased by McGonagall.

The corners of McGonagall's mouth rose, and an unqualified succubus also wanted to fight him, and said in a shallow manner, "Say, what's the matter." ”

"Ahem...... Angela coughed dryly twice to hide her embarrassment, and said with a little wandering eyes: "I'm just a little curious, why Princess Irina lives in the restaurant, I heard that she has a man, and she is a super powerful man." ”

"Yes, her man is me, the man in front of you." McGonagall raised her eyebrows slightly and said, "How powerful?" ”

"I heard that he can go up to the sky and into the earth, and he is armed with a two-hundred-meter broadsword, and he can cut off the head of a dragon with one sword, so he is called a dragon slayer warrior;

I also heard that he was ambushed by dozens of level 10 powerhouses on a rainy night three years ago, killed dozens of level 10 powerhouses on the spot, and then broke through the air;

I also heard that three years later, he reappeared, the hero saved the beauty and tortured the demon ancestor, stepped on the forest of the wind and was majestic, and the dragon island threw pigs and smashed the dragon......" Angela became more and more excited, and finally adored with a face: "Such a man is really worshipped." ”

"And that kind of thing?" McGonagall raised an eyebrow and looked at Angela with a slightly strange expression.

"You're a chef, you don't know how to slay dragons." Angela has a look on her face that I don't blame you for being unheard.

"Probably so." McGonagall nodded, and said, "Are you in love with him?" ”

"I think all the women in the world will be fascinated by him, right? Such a strong and perfect man, it's a pity that I don't like men. Angela thought for a moment and said, "Of course, if it's him...... Maybe...... I can give it a try. ”

"You're a bit unprincipled." McGonagall leaned back a little further, keeping a safe distance.

"It doesn't matter." Angela pressed the table, leaned forward again, stared at McGonagall and said, "Now such a powerful man's woman actually lives in the same house as you, and she also lives on the same floor, and it is said that she still sleeps in the bed you slept in before, are you panicking?" ”

"So, I also slept with Alex's woman indirectly?" McGonagall covered her heart and said with a scared expression, "I'm so scared." ”

"I'm afraid." Angela nodded in satisfaction, leaned closer to McGonagall and whispered, "Now there is a solution, do you want to hear it?" ”

"What's the solution?" McGonagall asked in a whisper.

"Why don't you let her live in my dorm first? I could have been wronged by myself sleeping on the floor, who made me so obsessed with her beauty. ”

"You can't hold back your smile." McGonagall pursed her lips and looked at Angela a little amused.

Help you soak my wife?

How dare you think about it?

"Why, I'm just a little excited just thinking about it." Angela covers her mouth.

"I suggest you go to her and bring it up yourself, I don't have an opinion anyway." McGonagall re-brewed herself a cup of tea and beckoned, and the ugly duckling lying on the counter reluctantly slid to the ground with the edge, then jumped onto his lap and expertly rested her head on his hand, allowing him to pet his head.