Chapter 1343: Tailing?
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The busy hours of the noon business hours really made McGonagall want to recruit another waiter to ease Jane’s pressure and improve the overall efficiency of the crayfish pavilion.
However, this succubus lady does not seem to be a suitable choice.
It’s not that Mage’s racism, the succubus is not the same as the bad woman, but this extraordinary succubus lady is obviously not a fuel-efficient lamp. If a guest is received, it’s a charm, maybe it will what happened.
Moreover, this may make the restaurant taste bad, and guests can't concentrate on enjoying the food. They may not come for the crayfish, but for the sorrowful lady.
Ok……
This is a problem.
"Short-term work, she is interested, I think it is quite appropriate, what do you think?" Irina looked at Meg, hesitated, and asked him.
"That's it." McGregor thought, I think Irina is right, just a short-term job of less than ten days, find someone to take the handle, and control what he is.
Moreover, if you can't let the guests abandon all the distracting thoughts, and the whole body of the crayfish, that is not a top crayfish, this confidence, he still has to.
"Hello, I am Hades, you can call my boss." McGonagall watched Angela nodded slightly and said: "Don't know if Miss Angela is qualified for the job of collecting plates and cleaning the table?"
"It’s just a good place to take the plate. It’s hard to get there." Angela looked relaxed and glanced at McGonagall. The man looked so small at her, such a good succubus like her, it’s hard for a hundred years. One, if it is not for the pretty lady, she can't come to the restaurant as a waiter.
"Then please take all the dishes on the rest of the table, then wipe the table and chair again. This is your job at noon today." Meg smiled.
"Now...now?" Angela gave a slight glimpse. I didn't expect this work to come so fast.
"Yes." McGonagall nodded. "Jane is responsible for ordering and serving. You are responsible for cleaning up the table and cleaning up the work. I think you should be able to do well."
Angela raised her hand with a relaxed face and smiled. "Of course, this little thing, it's hard to beat me."
After talking about walking directly to the nearest table, I smashed the dishes on the table into a messy hill, and stacked a tray. The seemingly stable hill collapsed and the bowl collapsed. The dish slides down on all sides.
"I catch! I catch! I bite! I pick up!"
It’s awkward!
The dishes were broken.
McGonagall looked at a plate in his mouth, holding a plate in his left and right hands, a plate on his right foot, and an innocent Angela. He raised his eyebrows and had a bad feeling.
"噗嗤"
Irina and Amy laughed on the spot.
Jane looked at Angela with some worries, and some bowls that were distressed, so the good bowl was broken. She just reminded the sister that the dishes could not be stacked like this.
"This...this is an accident." Angela slowly retracted her foot and placed the bowl on the toe on the ground, some snarls.
I didn't expect the cow that had just blown out in the previous second, and the next second was poked by myself. This kind of pain... probably no one can understand.
"I think these bowls are running on the ground." Irina smiled.
Angela gratefully looked at Irina. She didn't expect this time, she used such awkward words to solve her problems. She did not look at the wrong person.
"I think too, these bowls are too naughty." McGonagall nodded, then looked at Jane: "Jane, it's up to you to teach Angela how to clean up the plates."
"Okay." Jane nodded, first sweeping the gravel on the ground, and then began teaching Angela how to stack the dishes from small to large and not to fall, and to what extent the table needs to be wiped.
"I didn't expect to have a desk so troublesome." Following Jane, all the tables were packed, and Angela took a long sigh of relief, which was more tired than the charm of a hundred men.
"It doesn't matter, Angela sister, you learn very fast, I believe that you can easily master these things soon." Jane smiled and encouraged.
"This is of course." Angela smiled confidently, looking at the golden corner of the glimmer. "Jane, your golden horn is so beautiful, I haven't seen such a beautiful horn yet."
"Thank you." Jane's face was red, no one ever boasted that she was beautiful.
"At noon, the work is over, then I will get off work first. I will come back when I go to work at night." Angela said goodbye and turned away from the lobster hall.
McGonagall also entered the restaurant.
"You seem to be a little wary of her?" Irina took a sip of water in her cup and said.
"An eight-level succubus of unknown origin, and obviously not the original aborigines of the shell island, I am afraid that if she gets into something, it will be implicated in us." McGonagall nodded, Angela is obviously not a female student without a story. .
"For example, like the treasury of the Ten Kings Hall, and then the things that have collapsed the five halls?" Irina asked with a smile.
"amount……"
McGonagall said it, and when it comes to it, it should be worried that Angela is the only one involved.
"In fact, I am also very curious about what identity she is, why come to the shell island." Irina put the cup down. "So, I am not going to take a nap, to see who she is."
"Do you want to go?" McGonagall raised his eyebrows.
"Well, this is a good adjective." Irina nodded.
"Can you bring a small classmate?" Amy didn't know where to find a big hat on his head, covering half of his face, leaning his head, but the whole face could not be seen. Only one small chin can be seen.
"Of course, let's go now." Irina smiled and took Amy's hand, and a green transmission line lit up at her feet, and her eyes disappeared.
"Can you also..." McGonagall’s words have not been finished, and he is left in the room with the ugly duckling.
"Hey~" The ugly duckling yelled at him and walked over, rubbing his leg with his furry head.
"Well, let's take a nap." McGonagall sighed and squatted and touched the head of the ugly duckling. What can I do? A family who has no family status can only cook at home and maintain a life like this. It is.
"It seems to be here? I like the lights in the daytime. These dirty male animals should not exist in this world." Angela walked into a dimly lit alley, surrounded by red cloth in a low stone house. Some strange noises were heard, and red lights came from the house where the corner was picked up.
"You...you...do you spend more money?" A drunken demon walked out of a room and saw Angela's eyes suddenly appearing, and he rushed straight up, and his mouth was a bit stuttering.
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The busy hours of the noon business hours really made McGonagall want to recruit another waiter to ease Jane’s pressure and improve the overall efficiency of the crayfish pavilion.
However, this succubus lady does not seem to be a suitable choice.
It’s not that Mage’s racism, the succubus is not the same as the bad woman, but this extraordinary succubus lady is obviously not a fuel-efficient lamp. If a guest is received, it’s a charm, maybe it will what happened.
Moreover, this may make the restaurant taste bad, and guests can't concentrate on enjoying the food. They may not come for the crayfish, but for the sorrowful lady.
Ok……
This is a problem.
"Short-term work, she is interested, I think it is quite appropriate, what do you think?" Irina looked at Meg, hesitated, and asked him.
"That's it." McGregor thought, I think Irina is right, just a short-term job of less than ten days, find someone to take the handle, and control what he is.
Moreover, if you can't let the guests abandon all the distracting thoughts, and the whole body of the crayfish, that is not a top crayfish, this confidence, he still has to.
"Hello, I am Hades, you can call my boss." McGonagall watched Angela nodded slightly and said: "Don't know if Miss Angela is qualified for the job of collecting plates and cleaning the table?"
"It’s just a good place to take the plate. It’s hard to get there." Angela looked relaxed and glanced at McGonagall. The man looked so small at her, such a good succubus like her, it’s hard for a hundred years. One, if it is not for the pretty lady, she can't come to the restaurant as a waiter.
"Then please take all the dishes on the rest of the table, then wipe the table and chair again. This is your job at noon today." Meg smiled.
"Now...now?" Angela gave a slight glimpse. I didn't expect this work to come so fast.
"Yes." McGonagall nodded. "Jane is responsible for ordering and serving. You are responsible for cleaning up the table and cleaning up the work. I think you should be able to do well."
Angela raised her hand with a relaxed face and smiled. "Of course, this little thing, it's hard to beat me."
After talking about walking directly to the nearest table, I smashed the dishes on the table into a messy hill, and stacked a tray. The seemingly stable hill collapsed and the bowl collapsed. The dish slides down on all sides.
"I catch! I catch! I bite! I pick up!"
It’s awkward!
The dishes were broken.
McGonagall looked at a plate in his mouth, holding a plate in his left and right hands, a plate on his right foot, and an innocent Angela. He raised his eyebrows and had a bad feeling.
"噗嗤"
Irina and Amy laughed on the spot.
Jane looked at Angela with some worries, and some bowls that were distressed, so the good bowl was broken. She just reminded the sister that the dishes could not be stacked like this.
"This...this is an accident." Angela slowly retracted her foot and placed the bowl on the toe on the ground, some snarls.
I didn't expect the cow that had just blown out in the previous second, and the next second was poked by myself. This kind of pain... probably no one can understand.
"I think these bowls are running on the ground." Irina smiled.
Angela gratefully looked at Irina. She didn't expect this time, she used such awkward words to solve her problems. She did not look at the wrong person.
"I think too, these bowls are too naughty." McGonagall nodded, then looked at Jane: "Jane, it's up to you to teach Angela how to clean up the plates."
"Okay." Jane nodded, first sweeping the gravel on the ground, and then began teaching Angela how to stack the dishes from small to large and not to fall, and to what extent the table needs to be wiped.
"I didn't expect to have a desk so troublesome." Following Jane, all the tables were packed, and Angela took a long sigh of relief, which was more tired than the charm of a hundred men.
"It doesn't matter, Angela sister, you learn very fast, I believe that you can easily master these things soon." Jane smiled and encouraged.
"This is of course." Angela smiled confidently, looking at the golden corner of the glimmer. "Jane, your golden horn is so beautiful, I haven't seen such a beautiful horn yet."
"Thank you." Jane's face was red, no one ever boasted that she was beautiful.
"At noon, the work is over, then I will get off work first. I will come back when I go to work at night." Angela said goodbye and turned away from the lobster hall.
McGonagall also entered the restaurant.
"You seem to be a little wary of her?" Irina took a sip of water in her cup and said.
"An eight-level succubus of unknown origin, and obviously not the original aborigines of the shell island, I am afraid that if she gets into something, it will be implicated in us." McGonagall nodded, Angela is obviously not a female student without a story. .
"For example, like the treasury of the Ten Kings Hall, and then the things that have collapsed the five halls?" Irina asked with a smile.
"amount……"
McGonagall said it, and when it comes to it, it should be worried that Angela is the only one involved.
"In fact, I am also very curious about what identity she is, why come to the shell island." Irina put the cup down. "So, I am not going to take a nap, to see who she is."
"Do you want to go?" McGonagall raised his eyebrows.
"Well, this is a good adjective." Irina nodded.
"Can you bring a small classmate?" Amy didn't know where to find a big hat on his head, covering half of his face, leaning his head, but the whole face could not be seen. Only one small chin can be seen.
"Of course, let's go now." Irina smiled and took Amy's hand, and a green transmission line lit up at her feet, and her eyes disappeared.
"Can you also..." McGonagall’s words have not been finished, and he is left in the room with the ugly duckling.
"Hey~" The ugly duckling yelled at him and walked over, rubbing his leg with his furry head.
"Well, let's take a nap." McGonagall sighed and squatted and touched the head of the ugly duckling. What can I do? A family who has no family status can only cook at home and maintain a life like this. It is.
"It seems to be here? I like the lights in the daytime. These dirty male animals should not exist in this world." Angela walked into a dimly lit alley, surrounded by red cloth in a low stone house. Some strange noises were heard, and red lights came from the house where the corner was picked up.
"You...you...do you spend more money?" A drunken demon walked out of a room and saw Angela's eyes suddenly appearing, and he rushed straight up, and his mouth was a bit stuttering.
The busy hours of the noon business hours really made McGonagall want to recruit another waiter to ease Jane's pressure and improve the overall efficiency of the crayfish pavilion.However, this succubus lady does not seem to be a suitable choice.It's not that Mage's racism, the succubus is not the same as the bad woman, but this extraordinary succubus lady is obviously not a fuel-efficient lamp. If a guest is received, it's a charm, maybe it will what happened.Moreover, this may make the restaurant taste bad, and guests can't concentrate on enjoying the food. They may not come for the crayfish, but for the sorrowful lady.OkThis is a problem."Short-term work, she is interested, I think it is quite appropriate, what do you think?" Irina looked at Meg, hesitated, and asked him."That's it." McGregor thought, I think Irina is right, just a short-term job of less than ten days, find someone to take the handle, and control what he is.Moreover, if you can't let the guests abandon all the distracting thoughts, and the whole body of the crayfish, that is not a top crayfish, this confidence, he still has to."Hello, I am Hades, you can call my boss." McGonagall watched Angela nodded slightly and said: "Don't know if Miss Angela is qualified for the job of collecting plates and cleaning the table?""It's just a good place to take the plate. It's hard to get there." Angela looked relaxed and glanced at McGonagall. The man looked so small at her, such a good succubus like her, it's hard for a hundred years. One, if it is not for the pretty lady, she can't come to the restaurant as a waiter."Then please take all the dishes on the rest of the table, then wipe the table and chair again. This is your job at noon today." Meg smiled."Now...now?" Angela gave a slight glimpse. I didn't expect this work to come so fast."Yes." McGonagall nodded. "Jane is responsible for ordering and serving. You are responsible for cleaning up the table and cleaning up the work. I think you should be able to do well."Angela raised her hand with a relaxed face and smiled. "Of course, this little thing, it's hard to beat me."After talking about walking directly to the nearest table, I smashed the dishes on the table into a messy hill, and stacked a tray. The seemingly stable hill collapsed and the bowl collapsed. The dish slides down on all sides."I catch! I catch! I bite! I pick up!"It's awkward!The dishes were broken.McGonagall looked at a plate in his mouth, holding a plate in his left and right hands, a plate on his right foot, and an innocent Angela. He raised his eyebrows and had a bad feeling.""Irina and Amy laughed on the spot.Jane looked at Angela with some worries, and some bowls that were distressed, so the good bowl was broken. She just reminded the sister that the dishes could not be stacked like this."This...this is an accident." Angela slowly retracted her foot and placed the bowl on the toe on the ground, some snarls.I didn't expect the cow that had just blown out in the previous second, and the next second was poked by myself. This kind of pain... probably no one can understand."I think these bowls are running on the ground." Irina smiled.Angela gratefully looked at Irina. She didn't expect this time, she used such awkward words to solve her problems. She did not look at the wrong person."I think too, these bowls are too naughty." McGonagall nodded, then looked at Jane: "Jane, it's up to you to teach Angela how to clean up the plates.""Okay." Jane nodded, first sweeping the gravel on the ground, and then began teaching Angela how to stack the dishes from small to large and not to fall, and to what extent the table needs to be wiped."I didn't expect to have a desk so troublesome." Following Jane, all the tables were packed, and Angela took a long sigh of relief, which was more tired than the charm of a hundred men."It doesn't matter, Angela sister, you learn very fast, I believe that you can easily master these things soon." Jane smiled and encouraged."This is of course." Angela smiled confidently, looking at the golden corner of the glimmer. "Jane, your golden horn is so beautiful, I haven't seen such a beautiful horn yet.""Thank you." Jane's face was red, no one ever boasted that she was beautiful."At noon, the work is over, then I will get off work first. I will come back when I go to work at night." Angela said goodbye and turned away from the lobster hall.McGonagall also entered the restaurant."You seem to be a little wary of her?" Irina took a sip of water in her cup and said."An eight-level succubus of unknown origin, and obviously not the original aborigines of the shell island, I am afraid that if she gets into something, it will be implicated in us." McGonagall nodded, Angela is obviously not a female student without a story. ."For example, like the treasury of the Ten Kings Hall, and then the things that have collapsed the five halls?" Irina asked with a smile."amount"McGonagall said it, and when it comes to it, it should be worried that Angela is the only one involved."In fact, I am also very curious about what identity she is, why come to the shell island." Irina put the cup down. "So, I am not going to take a nap, to see who she is.""Do you want to go?" McGonagall raised his eyebrows."Well, this is a good adjective." Irina nodded."Can you bring a small classmate?" Amy didn't know where to find a big hat on his head, covering half of his face, leaning his head, but the whole face could not be seen. Only one small chin can be seen."Of course, let's go now." Irina smiled and took Amy's hand, and a green transmission line lit up at her feet, and her eyes disappeared."Can you also..." McGonagall's words have not been finished, and he is left in the room with the ugly duckling."Hey~" The ugly duckling yelled at him and walked over, rubbing his leg with his furry head."Well, let's take a nap." McGonagall sighed and squatted and touched the head of the ugly duckling. What can I do? A family who has no family status can only cook at home and maintain a life like this. It is."It seems to be here? I like the lights in the daytime. These dirty male animals should not exist in this world." Angela walked into a dimly lit alley, surrounded by red cloth in a low stone house. Some strange noises were heard, and red lights came from the house where the corner was picked up."You...you...do you spend more money?" A drunken demon walked out of a room and saw Angela's eyes suddenly appearing, and he rushed straight up, and his mouth was a bit stuttering.
