"It turns out that the little boss and master ROM know each other." The onlookers looked at this scene, some suddenly, and then some pity looked at Cyril, it is really different from people.
"Master ROM dotes on the little boss."
"Yes, the legendary forger, who claims to sell kitchen knives, only the little boss can do it."
"Being cute is justice."
People whispered and looked at Amy with a smile.
Cyril stood awkwardly aside, forgetting to close her open mouth. At this time, she was so flustered that she didn't even know where to put her hands.
Originally, I thought that this kid would provoke master ROM and give himself a chance to express himself.
But he never thought that the kid and master ROM knew each other!
"Isn't this the annoying uncle?" Amy and ROM say hello, turn to see Cyril, delicate frown.
"Little Amy knows him?" Roma, who was ready to forgive Cyril, asked with a smile.
"Well, it's a nuisance for this uncle to fry chicken. Before that, he embarrassed the kind teacher Luna and the beautiful little sister Gloria. Anyway, he's a bad and habitual criminal." Amy nodded with disgust.
"I..." Cyril stares at Amy, but she doesn't expect that she will be kicked out when facing the door, and she is still so badly hit.
"Master ROM, listen to me. It's not what she said. I'm a good man..." Cyril explained in a hurry.
"Well, he's not a good man. He's a real old dandy. He's very annoying." Wei Wei An, who has already got to the periphery, has turned her lips and some dislikes the way.
"It looks like Jeffrey has a headache this time." Michael said with a smile.
Roma looks at Cyril with a slight frown. It seems that this guy is worse than he thought. It's no accident that he brags in front of him. If he wasn't afraid of being hammered to death by his followers, I'm afraid he would not be here. He seems to sincerely apologize to him.
Cyril's heart was beating wildly, her legs were already shaking, and she could hardly resist the urge to kneel.
"Although I don't know you, it seems that your actions are not on the spur of the moment. As an adult man, you should be responsible for your actions." Roma calmly looked at Cyril, who was about to kneel down with his legs bent. "Besides, I'm most tired of being pestered by others, especially men. You can either walk more quickly by yourself or wait for someone to drive you away."
Cyril's half bent legs straightened, and his heart was cold. He looked at Joey and joss, who were ready to go forward. Knowing that he was finished today, he bowed to ROM with red eyes, turned and walked quickly towards the direction of the carriage.
He has to go home now. Only home is a safe place.
Everyone looked at Cyril's back with pity. He was finished. Master ROM's two words were like putting a lid on his coffin and nailing a few nails in the way.
"Master ROM, long time no see." Michael comes up with Vivian and his wife.
"Lord of the city!"
Then they noticed that the Lord's family bowed to salute one after another.
Roma also smiles, nods to Michael and says, "Lord, long time no see."
"You don't have to be polite. I'm here for dinner today. Like you, I'm a member of the Maimi restaurant." Michael waved his hand with a smile, looked at ROM again and said, "let's line up in the back for a while, and we'll talk at the table later."
"Lord, please stand in front of you. We'll just stand behind you." The guests standing behind master ROM retreated a few places.
"Don't make way for me. We'll line up according to the rules." Michael waved his hand with a smile. "The city of chaos is a city with rules, and the McMillan restaurant is also a restaurant with rules. We should follow the rules."
Everyone smiles when they hear the words, and everyone is willing to abide by the rules of the Maimi restaurant, because the delicious food is also for the special atmosphere that we maintain and create together.
Here, the gap between races, the gap between identities, seems to have all become insignificant.
It's because of the rules that are not hard to accept, but also because of the delicious food that can make people feel happy.
"How are you, sister Vivian, uncle, and beautiful aunt." Amy said hello to the crowd, said goodbye to ROM, and hopped toward the door of the restaurant.
"What a lovely little girl." City Master's wife, Monica, looks at Amy bouncing away with bright eyes.
"She's Amy, the daughter of boss McGregor, the little boss of McGregor's restaurant, and Luna's student. She's the real treasure of McGregor's restaurant." Vivian said.
"It's lovely. It's much more lovely than when you were a child." "How happy her mother is to have such a cute baby," she said with envy
"Mother, I'm still a baby..." Vivian said with a complicated expression.
Michael turned his head and said, "who said that, I think Vivian in our family was very cute when she was a child, with big eyes, big nose and big ears..."
"Well, father, you can shut up, too." Vivian rolled her eyes. "Am I a pig?"
"No, you didn't always call yourself a pig girl when you were a child." Monica covered her mouth and said with a smile, as if remembering the funny past.
"I can testify that your mother didn't lie." Michael echoed.
"Well, well, I know. Fortunately, I was not born in winter, otherwise I would have suspected that I was picked up in the snow." Wei Wei An some helpless way.
"Even if it's not from the snow, it may be from the garbage." Monika reminded with a smile.
Vivian stopped, looked at Monica and said seriously, "mother, I won't bring you next time."
"Then I'll have to come with my husband." Monica put her hand in Michael's arm and said with a smile.
Michael shrugged his shoulders and said he had nothing to do about it.
"Well, in that case, I'll just... I'd rather be with you." Vivian looked at the two people silent for a while, and soon showed a smile again, took Monica's arm.
"Time and fate." In the dining room, McGonagall looks at Cyril who is in a mess and leaves the carriage. He smiles and shakes his head. The agitation that Amy happens to encounter obliterates Cyril's last hope of solving the problem. He can only go back to meet the anger from Jeffrey.
Amy went into the restaurant, hung the book bag on the ugly duckling, looked up at MEG and said, "my father, I just met the old man who sells kitchen knives outside. He's so pitiful. We'd better buy more kitchen knives from him if we come so far to sell kitchen knives."