Chapter 97

"What the hell are these things?" McGonagall raised his eyebrows. Unexpectedly, the intermediary still acts as a pimp. It's not the limit of integrity.

However, although this meeting is in the morning, the office is already full of people of all races, including Terrans, orcs, demons, and even angels. They have to squeeze under the wall full of recruitment notes and watch carefully. From time to time, someone calls out a serial number and communicates with the staff nearby. It seems that they are all looking for jobs, but they get along well here.

A pretty charming demon came up and gave MEG a wink. However, seeing that he didn't pay attention to himself, he withdrew his eyes with interest. His eyes swept up in the special column. His eyes suddenly brightened and cried to the office: "boss, I want to try this girlfriend. I think I can take 10 gold coins for one night."

"Here we are." Someone answered immediately. A middle-aged man with a moustache on his upper lip trotted out of the door. He first looked at MEG and Amy, and then he welcomed the demon with a smile. "Miss Baba, with your skill, not to mention 10 gold coins, even 15 gold coins are more than enough for one night. Please register first, and we will inform the owner today, Maybe the deal will start tonight. "

"All right." The demon nodded, threw his fiery red hair at MEG, and twisted his graceful waist to walk inside.

A cheap perfume from the face made MEG frown, but what kind of woman he had never seen before was most dislike for this heavy make-up and self felt well.

The taste changed several times with age, and he never got the charm of this kind of women, even a little disgusted. She was also a demon. The last time, the overbearing imperial sister made him appreciate it a little more. Of course, it was just appreciation.

"Hum." Amy took a wary look at the demon, and slowly withdrew her hand. This white and frightening woman wanted to seduce her father. If she dared to step closer, she would have a taste of fireball.

"Hello, this is Chris, the boss of guangluo agency. May I help you?" Said the middle-aged man, smiling at MEG and smiling at Amy.

He was a little surprised by the lovely half elf girl. Judging from her clothes, MEG should be a rich gold owner.

Moreover, having a half elf daughter means that he has a lot of money. After all, a man who takes a fairy wife is in a very awkward situation, let alone swagger around with his half elf daughter, which means that he still controls the financial power at home.

"I want to find a waiter for the restaurant." McGonagall thought that the agency was unreliable, but on second thought, it was a different world. Behind Aden square, there is a red light district which normally operates every day. This kind of thing is nothing. The scale of the agency is larger, and it is estimated that there will be enough talent resources.

"Well, do you have any specific requirements?" Chris nodded and explained: "now we have three grades of people who are willing to be waiters. First, they are average looking, down-to-earth and willing to work, and their salary requirements are slightly lower; 2. He is of medium appearance, hardworking and capable, and moderate salary; 3. Beautiful appearance, Terran, demon, angel... Three options, higher salary requirements, positioning in favor of restaurant business card, slightly higher requirements for working hours, relatively lower degree of endurance. "

"So it's just looks that are linked to pay standards?" McGonagall pick eyebrows, not hard-working as long as good-looking can also get high wages, this is really a look at the face of the world.

"In many restaurants, if you find a beautiful waiter, you can increase the turnover a lot. If you are a beautiful magic waiter, the sales of drinks can easily double, so this is a very worthwhile investment." Chris's voice seemed to be a bit tempting, and he said with a smile, "and many high priced waiters don't mind what happens with their young boss. As for work, you can find two more down-to-earth waiters. Don't you kill two birds with one stone?"

"Do you have any information about the second-class waiters? I want to have a look. " McGonagall shook his head slightly. Men all know what Chris said, but he never wanted to rely on a few coquettish waiters to improve the flow of customers in the restaurant. He didn't like that kind of green pool. What he needs now is a quick talker who can adapt to the high-intensity work of three meals a day. Of course, his appearance can't be too scary, At least it makes the guests feel good.

If there is an employee who meets such conditions, he doesn't mind giving her a higher salary. Anyway, the business of the restaurant is rising steadily. To improve the overall efficiency, he must earn more than paying an employee's salary. His restaurant doesn't need a nice vase.

"Well, please come in. There's a reception room on the second floor. You can take your time." Chris nodded and led MEG in.

Half an hour later, McGonagall is a little disappointed and leads Amy out. There are a lot of information, but McGonagall doesn't find one who is pleasing to the eye. Either he is older or he has a bad temperament. While he is hardworking and capable, he has the best temperament to match the restaurant. In this way, the dining experience of the guests will be improved.

"Boss Mai, I will help you pay attention. If there is someone who meets your requirements, I will send someone to contact you as soon as possible." Chris walked out of the door and said with a smile. If McGonagall didn't look like he was looking for something on purpose, he would like to swear. He watched the information for half an hour, but he didn't see any of them.

"Yes, thank you." MEG nodded.

"Goodbye, uncle bird's nest." Amy gives Chris a little hand.

"Goodbye... Again." Chris's face twitched. Uncle bird's nest was a ghost, but he still wanted to keep smiling.

He went to the market to buy goat's milk and fed the ugly duckling. Then MEG took Amy to an intelligence gathering shop, which is similar to a private detective's office. He spent ten gold coins to investigate Krasu and the boss of the magic potion shop next door. Naturally, the more detailed the better.

These two guys covet Amy, so he wants to find out their details first to see if they are good or bad.

McGonagall doesn't have time to collect information, so it's obviously a good choice to spend some money on professionals. After all, a few rougamo can offset the price, which is much easier than picking other people's walls himself.

"Father, can we go down to the school park?" Amy looked up at MEG and went to two places. The ugly duckling in her arms was about to fall asleep.

"Well, let's go straight over now." McGonagall smiles and helps Amy put the duckling in the basket. The duckling gets a soft towel and falls asleep.