Chapter 1102
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When Meg heard what Gloria had done for the children and saw the sincere smile on her face, he couldn't help but smile as well.
What a nice girl. It was great to be able to take off her cloak and live a new life.
Camilla was watching from a distance, muttering to herself as she pinched a leaf. If Meg did anything bad, she would step in and save the damsel in distress.
However, this guy was too good at hiding in front of others!
Who would've thought that this man with a warm smile on his face would skillfully tie the embarrassing knot in the little dark room? Then, he would use the leather whip to hit the softest and most sensitive parts of the body. Then, he would hold the red candle and smile strangely …
Moreover, the scariest thing was that this guy had recorded everything with a photostone!
This was a beast in human form!!!
Camilla roared in her heart. She wanted nothing more than to kill Meg with a karate chop and rescue Gloria from this devil's abyss.
"I will transfer the money to Teacher Luna. I will also tell her about the winter clothes. She knows the children very well and is very attentive. She is indeed the best person to distribute these things." Meg said with a smile.
"Thank you." Gloria said gratefully. She was afraid that she would be too late. Winter was already over, and the children still wouldn't be able to wear new cotton clothes.
"Oh right, how are the new winter clothes selling?" Meg asked curiously. He had given Gloria a few down jacket designs before, but he didn't know how they were progressing. Seeing that she was still wearing a trench coat today, he guessed that she hadn't finished them yet.
"The sample clothes are already done. They are very beautiful and super warm. However, because we need to fill the clothes with fluff, we need to purchase a lot of feathers and do some fine processing. The first batch of ten down jackets is already being rushed. The production should be able to increase in the future. " Gloria looked at Meg with admiration and praised, "Mr. Meg is really amazing. Every piece of clothing you design is so beautiful."
"Miss Gloria, you flatter me. It's just a hobby." Meg waved his hand with a profound look on his face. The blueprint library that he had swindled from the system was enough for him to use for a few years. It was no problem for him to show off.
"Shameless!"
The System's indignant voice rang in Meg's mind.
Gloria's eyes were filled with stars as she thought to herself, "Even a top-notch tailor would be amazed by his hobby. Perhaps Mr. Meg is a genius designer who was held back by cooking."
Meg and Gloria chatted for a while. Meg asked some questions about the Aden Chamber of Commerce and Geoffrey.
After going through so much, he was still full of fighting spirit to overthrow the Aden Chamber of Commerce's rule over the Aden Square. He also believed that it wouldn't be long before he could bring down Geoffrey and make the Aden Chamber of Commerce officially abolish the discrimination against half-breeds.
This was what he wanted to do as a father and as a boss.
Gloria was not scheming at all. She answered whatever Meg asked.
Unfortunately, she didn't know much about these things, so she didn't give Meg any useful information.
"In half a month, the Aden Chamber of Commerce's year-end celebration will be held. Mr. Meg, little Amy, and the ladies of the restaurant, would you like to attend?" Gloria asked with a smile.
"Year-end celebration? But I'm not a member of the Aden Chamber of Commerce. " Meg shook his head. Last time, he was invited by Miss Hill. This time, he didn't receive an invitation.
"I'm now a member of the Aden Chamber of Commerce's board of directors. If you're willing to attend, you can enter with this gold card of mine." Gloria took out a gold card and handed it to Meg.
"This …" Meg looked at the gold card and hesitated for a moment. He took it and nodded with a smile. "Okay, thank you very much, Miss Gloria."
"You're welcome." An inexplicable blush appeared on Gloria's face as she bade farewell.
"If it's the year-end celebration, then the first president selection should be starting soon, right? I wonder if Miss Hill is ready to challenge Geoffrey. "Meg played with the gold card in his hand thoughtfully.
"Playing with the card that still has Miss Gloria's body scent and warmth, he thinks he's touching her body? Damn pervert! " Camilla came to the table at some point and sat down where Gloria was sitting with a look of disgust.
"Sitting on the chair that still has Miss Gloria's body scent and warmth, and rubbing the rough chair, you think you're already wriggling on her body, Miss Masochist?" Mag kept the card, and leaned back comfortably in his chair with a smile as he replied with a question.
Camilla's body stiffened again. How could such a deep thought that she had been hiding be exposed so easily?
"I'll repeat it again. I'm a masochist! Not a masochist! "Camilla said in a deep voice.
Meg stopped before going too far and changed the topic. "I wonder if Miss Masochist has already considered joining the restaurant? You only need a year to get back all the photostones. I will also keep my mouth shut about this matter and won't say a word to a third person. "
"A year!" Camilla's voice suddenly raised a few octaves.
"Yes, but you don't have to worry. I'll still pay you. Your benefits will be the same as the other waiters." Meg nodded and took out the photostone to play with.
"How do I know if you're lying to me! You didn't have a photostone with you that day. "Camilla stared at the photostone in Meg's hand.
"Then you can see for yourself." Meg casually tossed the photostone over.
Camilla caught the photostone and glanced at Meg. She then gathered her mental strength into the photostone doubtfully.
"Ah … harder … harder … Slap slap slap …"
The shameful images and sounds made Camilla's pale face turn red.
"Bastard! Shameless! Pervert! Masochist!!! "Camilla angrily threw the photostone back to Meg.
"You're the one who prepared everything. This can only be considered as self-defense." Mag shrugged innocently.
"I …" Camilla opened her mouth but couldn't refute.
She suddenly remembered that this photostone looked familiar. It seemed like she had specially brought it that day to record the images so that she could give it to Miss Gloria as proof that Meg was a pervert.
"Alright, take off your clothes. I'm going to start the official interview." Meg stood up and looked at Camilla.
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