On the way back, McGonagall made a special observation. He could not see any little beggars on the street, while the patrols of the grey temple and the Lord's mansion increased significantly.
This is undoubtedly a good thing. The most McGonagall can do to fight kidnapping is to deter. However, in order to pull out the tangled network of interests after that, we must rely on the city Lord's office.
In the last letter to Lord Michael, he put forward some ideas. If the Lord can refer to some of the suggestions, it should be able to greatly limit the occurrence of child abduction and trafficking in the chaotic city.
At the end of the busy business hours, everyone in the Maimi restaurant finally has time to rest.
Meg, who came out of the kitchen, was removing her skirt when abemia came over and hesitated a little: "boss, I have something I want to tell you..."
"By the way, Mia, chicken soup and fried rice have been put in the incubator. You can just take them away. Is the injured lady better?" MEG hung his apron aside, turned and said with a gentle smile.
"Well, her injury has been much better. It's no big problem." Mia nodded, hesitated, and said, "there's another thing I want to ask you. Is there a shortage of waiters in the restaurant?"
"Well?" McGonagall looked at MIA with some surprise. An idea flashed through his mind, but it was filtered out by him soon. He nodded with a smile and said, "yes, now the number of restaurant guests has increased a lot, and there is indeed a shortage of staff. If there are excellent staff like mia, it will be more beneficial."
Abelmia brightened her eyes and said nervously, "can I recommend someone? She's better than me in everything, and she looks better than me. "
"Recommend new employees?" McGonagall's face suddenly became a little strange, didn't it? Is that ok? Thinking of the girl who fought to the end in the ice battlefield, McGonagall didn't look like a dragon who would come to the McMillan restaurant as a waiter.
"Yes." Mia nodded and looked at MEG expectantly.
McGonagall thought for a while, nodded and said, "since it's Mia's recommendation, you can let her come to the restaurant for an interview. If you pass the interview, you are very welcome to join McGonagall's restaurant."
McGonagall has figured it out. Anyway, the people in Maimi's restaurant are also very mixed, such as women's dress boss, Princess of the moon, traitor of the elves, the first knight of Nolan (cross this out)... It doesn't hurt to have another daughter of the patriarch of the ice dragon clan. After all, this is a level 8 super thug.
Thank you There was a surprise smile on abelmia's face.
"If I can find the right employee, I should thank you." Meg said with a smile.
Abelmia looked at MEG, hesitated for a while, and finally made up her mind and said, "there's one more thing I want to trouble you."
"Well?"
"I see that as like as two peas in your portrait, you have never seen my father since I was a child. I heard of him from my mother's mouth. Can you draw a portrait of my father?" Angus, I think when I save enough money, I will go to find him. This is my mother's only wish on her deathbed... "Abelmia's expression is a little nervous and hopeful.
MEG looked as like as two peas, smiling and nodding. "Yes, of course, though I can't draw the same picture, I will try my best."
"Thank you, thank you!" Abelmia's eyes turned red and bowed to MEG.
"You're welcome." MEG raised abelmia and said in his heart, "system, draw me another picture, 1000 copper coins. Do you want to do it?"
"Host! The last order received by this system is 10000 copper coins. The price has dropped ten times in a straight line. Are you going too far? " The system is a bit discontented.
"That's when I celebrated your opening. I gave you 9000 more copper coins in red envelopes. Now the market has returned to calm. 1000 copper coins is the market. If I don't buy from you, won't you waste your skills? How many 1000 copper coins can you earn by working hard to grow vegetables for a year? Now as long as you move the copier casually, you can earn 1000 copper coins. Can't you calculate such a simple account? " McGonagall said with a smile in his heart.
"It seems to be this truth..." the voice of the system wavered.
"Now let's make a list of questions. I'll ask you what information you need." McGonagall naturally went on.
"This... Needs: appearance..."
In accordance with the requirements of the system, MEG quickly completed the question to Mia and obtained the necessary information.
"You wait here for a moment. I'll go upstairs and draw a picture for you." MEG got up and went upstairs. He read the meeting book in his study. About ten minutes later, he took the picture that had been sent back by the system and went downstairs.
"This is the best I can draw, I'm not sure if it's accurate." MEG hands the rolled up picture to MIA.
When MIA took the portrait, her hands were obviously shaking, and her breathing became rapid.
In her world, about her father, only when she was a child, her mother often repeated some words with her before going to bed. Although she has been trying to build a complete image in her mind, up to now, she still does not know what her father should look like.
The portrait unfolds slowly. A dignified man wearing gold and silver armor and a dragon horn on top of her head appears in her eyes. Her eyebrows are as sharp as a sword, her eyes are as cold as a blade, and there is a long scar on her left eyebrow. It's clearly just a portrait. The arrogance still makes people want to bow to the throne.
"Father..." abelmia's eyes were red. Looking at the man in the picture, the fragmentary fantasies in her mind were finally put together. It turned out that this was her father and mother, who had been waiting for more than ten years, but still could not wait for him to come back.
"You'll find him." MEG put his hand gently over abelmia's head and said softly.
Feeling the warmth from overhead, Mia's mood gradually calmed down. Looking at MEG, she said gratefully, "thank you, boss."
Put away the picture, Yabei Miya carrying the heat preservation box to the direction of the dormitory, walking light as if to fly up in general.
Open the dormitory door, put the incubator on the dining table, Mia opened her room door, looked at Elizabeth standing by the window, said happily: "Miss Elizabeth, the boss agreed to let you go to the interview. Besides, he painted me a picture of my father! I finally know what my father looks like! "