Chapter 1620

"Er..." MEG looked at Angela with bright eyes. She was really a sincere girl.

"What's the matter?" Seeing that Meg's face was a little strange, Angela asked in a puzzled way.

"Nothing. It's just that this ability may not be very practical in restaurants." MEG shook his head.

"How can it be? I just have to stop at the door. I believe the number of guests coming to your restaurant will double." Angela said confidently.

"The problem now is that even if the number of guests in the restaurant is reduced by half, it will still be enough to fill the vacancy in the restaurant." McGonagall smiles and shakes his head. This beautiful and attractive Miss enchantment is indeed a long-time dreamer in many restaurants.

As long as she shows a little charm, there are plenty of guests lining up for dinner.

However, the restaurant has passed the stage of attracting customers, and countless customers can't line up every day.

"That..." Angela was a little frustrated when she heard that she was full of confidence and charm, but she became totally useless. She thought for a while and said, "then I can carry the dishes. It seems that your waiters are not enough. The serving speed should be faster."

"Yes, you have observed very carefully. We really lack a serving specialist in charge of the hot pot area." McGonagall nodded. After Sheryl disappeared, the restaurant didn't recruit suitable new employees. Now it's all relying on Barbara's space magic to support the lack of waiters, but this way of serving lacks a little sense of temperature.

"Can I?" Angela's eyes light up again.

"I need you to show that you are qualified for this job." MEG leaned back in his chair and looked at Angela.

"Good." Angela looked at McGonagall, her blue eyes suddenly flickered, and three identical Angelas appeared behind her. At the same time, she bowed slightly to McGonagall and said, "Hello, boss."

"Separation?" McGonagall looked at the three Angela who were almost not surprised by the real person, and then looked at Angela sitting in front of him, a little surprised.

Angela was very satisfied with McGonagall's expression and said, "yes, this is my part. It's half authentic. It can also take on the work of serving dishes. If you recruit me, it's equivalent to recruiting four employees at the same time. I can be responsible for the reception work of the hot pot zone by myself."

"It's true happiness to marry your man." McGonagall murmured in his heart. He was really surprised by Angela's ability. He said with a smile, "I believe you are qualified for this job with your ability."

"Thank you." Angela smiles in her eyes. Sure enough, as long as she shows her ability, there is nothing she can't do.

MEG gets up, smiles, reaches out his hand to Angela and says, "I'm MEG. You can call me boss like other employees. Angela, welcome to the McMillan restaurant."

"Thank you." Angela also got up, shook Meg's hand, listening to the general words announced by MEG, with a wonderful feeling.

"It's lunch break. The staff are not in the restaurant. I'll introduce them to you in the evening." MEG sat down again, looked at Angela and said, "let's have a good talk about compensation and benefits. Signing a labor contract is also a guarantee for both parties."

"Labor contract?" Angela looks at MEG in a puzzled way.

"It's a contract. It's a special rule of chaos city. It's to protect your working people." MEG explained with a smile.

"Oh." Although Angela felt a little strange, she didn't think much about it.

"The probation period of our restaurant staff is one month, and the salary during the probation period is 3000 copper dollars a month. However, in view of your special ability, your salary during the probation period is 6000 copper dollars. After one month's probation period, I will evaluate your working ability. After you become a regular, your salary will be increased to 10000 copper dollars a month."

"10000 copper coins... Only enough to eat ten spicy crayfish..." Angela frowned, feeling that the salary did not meet her expectations.

"Three meals a day are provided by the restaurant, and all the dishes on the menu are optional. At present, the meal supplement standard has been revised to no upper limit." MEG explained with a smile.

"One crayfish for each meal?" Angela's eyes lit up.

"If you're not tired of it, it's up to you." MEG nodded.

"That sounds like a very good look." Angela can't wait to sign a contract.

McGonagall's mouth turned slightly up. As expected, no one could resist the attack of delicious food. Then he said, "do you have a residence in the city of chaos? If not, the restaurant can provide you with staff quarters, live together with other employees, and it will be closer to the restaurant, which is convenient for you to go to work. "

"I've just arrived in the city of chaos. There's no place to live." Angela shakes her head honestly. It's the best to be able to cover her. She doesn't want to find a place to live on her own. It's too troublesome.

"Well, when the business is over in the evening, you can go back with other colleagues." McGonagall nodded and asked Angela to wait. He went upstairs to draft a labor contract, using contract paper with contractual effect.

"Take a look at this labor contract. If you think it's OK, sign your name on the back and press your fingerprints." McGonagall put the labor contract in front of Angela and said, "mainly look at the salary and benefits I just promised you."

"Salary... Welfare..." Angela picked up the contract and looked at it carefully. The salary and welfare did follow what McGonagall had said before, and it was very restrictive to the boss. If she didn't follow the contract, she would not only pay ten times as much, but also be put in prison. It was the first time that Angela heard about such a conscientious boss.

"But what does this confidentiality agreement mean? Can't you tell anyone else about the restaurant? " Angela asked, pointing to one of the employee codes.

It says: employees are not allowed to discuss all the affairs of the restaurant and the boss's personal life, and they are not allowed to disclose information to any third party other than the boss's permission.

"Restaurants always have to do some secret work, otherwise in a few days, the streets are full of spicy crayfish." McGonagall looked at Angela and said with a smile, "you're not here to spy on the recipe, are you?"

"I'm not interested in cooking." Angela shakes her head, neatly signs her name at the bottom of the contract, stabs her thumb and presses a fingerprint on the name.

A golden light lit up from the contract and was printed in two on Meg's and Angela's forehead.

"Good. The contract has been signed." MEG put away the contract with a smile.

"Boss, have you ever been to the devil islands?" Angela licked her finger and looked at MEG quietly.

"Well, I've been to crustacean." McGonagall also nodded carelessly.