Elton was stunned. His eyes revealed a trace of panic. He swallowed his saliva and said, "What … What do you mean you don't need to come anymore?"
"It's very simple. From tomorrow onwards, Mamy's will no longer provide you with breakfast." Meg looked at Elton with a hint of mockery in his smile. "You, I won't serve you anymore."
Elton's expression changed drastically. He hurriedly looked at Meg with a pleading expression and said, "Mr. Meg, I was just joking just now. Please don't take it seriously. I promise I won't joke around in the future. Look at how cold the weather is. If I don't eat a hot breakfast, I will freeze to death this winter. Please take pity on me."
Anna looked at Elton and then looked at Meg. She wanted to say something but stopped herself.
The other cleaners also looked at Meg. Elton had indeed gone overboard. However, they didn't know how Mr. Meg would deal with this matter.
"I'm sorry. My kindness is limited. I only share it with people I want to share it with. As for you, you're clearly not one of those people. You've already been blacklisted by the restaurant. From now on, my restaurant won't serve you anymore, "Mag said in an indifferent voice. There was no room for negotiation.
Elton looked at Meg. Seeing that he had no intention of negotiating or taking a step back, it was obvious that he had decided not to give him any more porridge. He was so angry that he threw the big bowl in his hand onto the ground. It smashed into smithereens. He pointed at Meg and scolded jokingly, "You hypocrite. You only gave us some porridge for the sake of becoming a scholar. Now you are deliberately finding fault with me and not letting me eat. I will expose your true colors and let everyone know what kind of person you are. I will report you to the City Lord!"
Mag glanced at the smashed bowl on the ground, and raised his eyebrows. This fellow was really a piece of sh * t who wouldn't listen to anything.
Elton looked at Mag with a hint of smugness in his eyes. These rich people valued reputation and face the most, especially for a restaurant owner like Mag. If his reputation was tarnished, it would be difficult for him to do business in the future. He would definitely give in to him, and then he could extort a sum of money from him. Then, he would be able to live comfortably for the next few months.
Old Jack wanted to say something but was pulled back by the old lady. She whispered, "Mr. Meg can settle it himself. Don't blindly interfere. He is not someone Elton can extort."
Mag looked up at Elton and curled his lips. Smiling, he said, "You can sue me wherever you want. That's your freedom. Of course, I will hold you responsible for all the slander and accusations. I have money and time, so I'm not afraid of trouble at all."
Elton was stunned. He did not expect Meg to be so stubborn. He flew into a rage out of humiliation, and said, "Alright, I will go to the city lord's castle to report you!" After saying that, he turned to leave.
"Hold on. You can go and report me, but you have to compensate me for this bowl that you purposely smashed first. This is a high-quality porcelain bowl from the east. 400 copper coins for one." Meg stopped Elton, and pointed at the broken bowl on the ground.
"400 copper coins!" Elton's eyes widened. He looked at the broken bowl on the ground, and then at Meg. He angrily said, "You … You are extorting me!"
"Extorting?" Meg laughed. His gaze turned cold, and he raised his voice. "You are picking a quarrel and deliberately destroying other people's property. According to Chaos City's laws, you have to compensate the other party according to the price and bear the corresponding responsibility."
"I … I …" Elton's gaze was a little panicked. How would he know about the law? He also did not expect Meg to go head-on with him without any intention of backing down.
His monthly salary was only 600 copper coins, and he had spent it all on drinking and gambling within a few days. He still owed quite a lot of money. Where would he find 600 copper coins to compensate Meg?
"I won't stoop to your level." Elton swung his sleeves, picked up his broom, and turned to leave.
"Hey, Dirty Grandpa. You have to pay for the things you broke. Otherwise, my little fireball will not let you off so easily." Amy's crisp voice sounded from behind. Amy, who had woken up at some point, was standing at the door with a little fireball dancing in her hand.
Elton turned back to look at the little fireball in Amy's hand, and his expression changed drastically. He picked up his broom and ran as he shouted, "Someone hit someone! Someone hit a cleaner! Hit someone … "
"He ran away. Looks like he's not going to pay. What a terrible choice," Amy mumbled to herself. Ai Mi muttered and then pointed at Elton. A small fireball flew out and chased after Elton.
A messy old man carrying a broom and a jumping red fireball chased each other crazily in the Aden Square, maintaining a distance of about half a meter.
"Amy, will he be okay?" Meg turned back to ask Amy.
"Don't worry, Father. He won't die," Amy assured him.
"Boom!"
There was an explosion, and a small mushroom cloud rose in the distance, accompanied by a shrill scream that sounded like a pig being slaughtered.
Elton, who was covered in flames, jumped into the cold fountain, and the flames were extinguished. Although he wasn't scalded, the clothes on his body had been burned away by the fire, and the water in the fountain quickly turned black.
He shivered and curled up in the water. He didn't know whether to get up or stay down. He was so cold that tears were streaming down his face. "What a sin. If I knew this would happen, I would have eaten the free breakfast. Now, I have no breakfast and no clothes. How am I going to survive this winter?!"
When the cleaners saw this scene, they all hugged the big bowls in their hands tightly. These bowls cost 400 copper coins. If one of them was broken, they would have worked for nothing this month.
However, no one really sympathized with Elton. Everyone knew what kind of person that guy was. He was always sneaky and didn't sweep the floor properly. His hands and feet were dirty. Now that he had set his sights on Mr. Meg, not only did he not succeed, but he was also punished. He deserved it.
"Mr. Meg and the little girl are really good. This time, they have completely controlled Elton," Old Jack said to the old lady with a smile.
"Uncle Meg and Amy are the best at dealing with bad people." Anna looked at Meg and Amy, and thought to herself, If it were me, I wouldn't know what to do just now.
Meg smiled and pinched Amy's face. Then, he looked at the cleaners and said, "Everyone, continue eating. There's more in the pot when you're done."
He took a broom and swept away the broken pieces of the porcelain bowls on the floor, then threw them into the trash can.
He wasn't a saint, so he wouldn't spoil anyone.
After breakfast, Meg packed up his things, wrote a notice board, and hung it at the door.
"Uncle Meg, are you going on a trip?" Anna looked at the notice board and asked curiously.
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