"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the host, smoke the classic dish of Chinese Sichuan cuisine - husband and wife lung slices!"

The turntable slowly stopped, and the sound of the system sounded at the same time.

"No, didn't you say high-end recipes? Are husband and wife lung slices also considered high-end dishes? McGonagall raised her eyebrows, although she has no ill will towards the husband and wife's lung tablets, but compared to Buddha jumping over the wall, I feel that this position is still a little lower?

"Host, husband and wife lung slices are a classic Sichuan cuisine with a cruel degree second only to wife cakes, and they have an extremely lofty and special status in Sichuan cuisine, and the authentic best husband and wife lung slices are not inferior to any delicious ......"

"Is it a real couple?" McGonagall asked.

System: "......"

"Couple's lungs." McGonagall opened her eyes and read lightly, but she was not disappointed, the restaurant did not have braised dishes, so that the foodies of the world could see the depth of Chinese cuisine.

However, whether the name of the dish will cause some bad associations is not something he can control.

McGonagall glanced up at her watch, it was still early, and she was about to go upstairs to read the book, the mystery of the old rulers that shrouded the world had not yet been solved, and he needed to find more inspiration from the Cthulhu mythos.

"Jingle bells."

At this moment, a bell rang outside the door.

"Huh? Are there any guests who don't know that today is a closed day? McGonagall raised her eyebrows slightly, but out of politeness, she got up and walked to the door, glanced out of the door, 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 to McGonagall with both hands, and said with a smile: "Mr. McGonagall, I am here to hand over the invitation to you, the day after tomorrow is the year-end meeting of the Aden Chamber of Commerce, as one of the directors, I can invite several friends to participate together, I hope you and everyone in the restaurant can come to participate in the meeting." ”

McGonagall stretched out her hand to take the invitation, she was too busy to forget about it, Gloria had mentioned that she wanted to invite him to participate before, but now it was naturally difficult to refuse, and nodded slightly: "Okay, if there is no other conflict that day, we will come." ”

"We look forward to seeing you and all of you." Gloria smiled, then took her leave.

"Miss Gloria is a business genius, but I don't know what happened to her in the affairs of the council." McGonagall muttered as she saw Gloria leave, but didn't think much of it, he didn't have much energy to help her right now.

……

"Miss, the Dodgers should have conspired with the Marquis family to side with Cyril at the year-end meeting and choose to vote to remove you from the council." Mars sat across from Gloria, a black notebook on his lap, and said, "We need to see Thompson and Director Cassis in the afternoon, and if they are willing to be on your side, our odds will increase a bit." ”

"Okay." Gloria nodded, thought for a moment, and said, "But I'm going to go to Teacher Luna's in the afternoon, and I need to confirm the size of the children's clothes with her for the second batch of winter clothes that I promised to provide, and I heard that some more children have been added recently." ”

"It should be in time." Mars nodded, looking at Gloria's gaze with some relief, he was surprised by the business talent and growth speed that the young lady had shown, but it was rare that she had not lost her kindness.

Gloria was silent for a while, and then suddenly asked, "Mars, do you think we will fail?" ”

"You have been very successful in every way, and even if you do not continue to serve as a director of the Aden Chamber of Commerce and the successor of the Morton family, you and the Dailan clothing you founded will become a great company, and even surpass the current achievements of the Morton family in the future." Mars said with a smile.

"Really?" Gloria looked at Mars in some surprise.

"The premise is that you can maintain your current passion and take your career seriously." Mars nodded.

"I think, I will." A confident smile appeared on Gloria's face.

Mars looked at Gloria and smiled, his father had assisted Master Jeffrey in making the Morton family, and now he might be on his way to doing it.

……

In a luxurious private room, the ambiguous light shines on the faces of those men and women who spend all their time drinking.

Cyril hugged a blonde girl, raised the wine glass in his hand, and motioned to everyone: "Cheers to our friendship." ”

"Cheers!"

Everyone raised their glasses.

"Young Master Cyril, when the year-end meeting of the day after tomorrow deposes Gloria, you will be the only successor of the Morton family, the future patriarch of the Morton family, the president of the Aden Chamber of Commerce, and we will all rely on you in the future." A chubby middle-aged man said with a shy smile.

Everyone in the box also hurriedly followed the flattery.

Cyril was a little fluttering by everyone's praise, nodded and said: "It's easy to say, it's easy to say, as long as it can be done the day after tomorrow, I, Cyril, will never forget you." ”

"Heh, fight with me, Gloria, you are still a little tender, when I become the patriarch, I will drive out all of your family, and see what you are without the protection of the Morton family." Cyril drank his wine, kneading the woman in his arms, and sneered in his heart, as if he had seen Gloria deposed at the year-end meeting three days later.

……

As night fell, McGonagall told Amy and Anna a bedtime story, and when she saw that the two little ones were asleep, she turned off the lights and went out lightly to read again.

"You smell of another woman." McGonagall had just closed the door softly when a somewhat cold voice came from behind her.

"Wow!" McGonagall was startled, and when she turned around, she saw Irina leaning over him sniffing, a hint of danger on her beautiful eyebrows.

McGonagall was a little amazed by the agility of Irina's nose, and took the initiative to take out the invitation letter, explaining: "Miss Gloria came here at noon today and gave me an invitation to attend the year-end meeting of the Aden Chamber of Commerce the day after tomorrow. ”

"You didn't join that Chamber of Commerce, what did she invite you to do?" Irina glanced at the invitation, from which the woman's scent came.

"Probably because I'm her chief designer, and I'm also a business partner, and as the agent of the Aden Chamber of Commerce, she has the right to invite some friends to participate." McGonagall said.

"Heh, that's probably because she doesn't have any friends." Irina chuckled.

"Uh......" McGonagall didn't know how to refute.

"Have the Night Elves arrived in the City of Chaos?" McGonagall put away the invitation and asked instead.

"No, I found a place for them to rest first, because there are many people, and they will probably arrive the day after tomorrow." Irina shook her head, then looked at McGonagall, and said with a serious face, "I'm starving, you, go and make me something to eat." ”

"Okay, whatever you want to eat, order it yourself." McGonagall smiled and nodded, heading in the direction of the stairs.

"Let's start with a chicken, I saw a lot of pheasants on the road today." Irina said without thinking.

"What a miserable chicken." McGonagall raised an eyebrow, a second of silence for the unfortunate chicken that had taken the place of the pheasant.