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Chapter 1200

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"That's a good idea. Otherwise, when Mr. Mak becomes famous in the future, those people will line up in the middle of the night. Then, us regulars won't be able to eat your food," Harrison agreed.

The other customers nodded in agreement. This way, they wouldn't have to worry about others lining up too early. Meg had thought of a good idea.

The regulars all knew Meg's temper. He definitely wouldn't provide them with breakfast before the time was up. Furthermore, the food in the pot was for the cleaners, so there was no extra food for them. Therefore, they didn't continue to mention the previous meal.

"These fellows, I'll see how long you can eat. None of these rich people are good. They're just suddenly showing kindness. They'll regret it soon." Elton was chewing on a cold pancake in the distance. He shivered, and looked in the direction of Amy's with hatred as he muttered to himself. Then, he took a big bite of the pancake in his hand.

After the cleaners were done with their breakfast, Miya returned to the dining hall with the remaining half of the large bucket. This was their breakfast.

"There are so many customers. Will anyone recognize me?" Connie hid in the restaurant, and looked at the people outside worriedly. Then, she silently put on the helmet.

"Say, don't you feel hot wearing a helmet in the restaurant?" Meg looked at the fully equipped Connie, and couldn't help but laugh. The temperature in the restaurant was 26 degrees Celsius, and this fellow was wearing equipment that could drive at -15 degrees Celsius. Wasn't this a joke?

"I feel like I'm going to get a heatstroke …" Connie's weak voice came out from the hat, and then she fainted on the spot.

"Connie, are you okay?" Everyone gathered around and looked at Connie with concern. However, none of them were good at healing magic, so they couldn't do anything at the moment.

"Leave it, I'll do it." Meg put the spoon in his hand into the bucket, and then walked towards Connie helplessly.

"A certain cat-eared girl got a heatstroke at -15 degrees Celsius because she wore too many clothes! If this kind of ridiculous news were to spread, it should be able to get a place in the ridiculous world, right? " Meg thought to himself. He took the helmet off Connie's head, and then opened her down jacket. He asked the system to lower the temperature in her area by a few degrees, and then took out a bottle of Huo Xiang Zhengqi water from the medicine box and poured it down her throat.

Amy, who was yawning came downstairs, and saw this scene. She couldn't help but open her eyes wide. "Father put Sister Connie, who's sweating on the ground, and then pulled her clothes.... of her mouth.. What is he doing?"

"Connie," Connie's eyes watery, and said to What... of's.......... to taste.............. What............ of of the of the world..........

She looked like a young girl who had just woken up after being drugged. What should have happened had already happened, and she was looking innocently at the person who had drugged her.

"I've done what needed to be done." Meg stood up calmly and walked to the table.

"You … You …" Connie looked like she had been wronged.

"Connie, the boss saved you. Drink some water, and then eat." Yabemiya brought a cup of warm water over, and helped Connie up with a smile.

"I see." Connie looked at the people around her. With so many people watching, the boss probably didn't do anything strange to her. She took the cup of water and rinsed her mouth. The strange smell was so strong that it woke her up immediately.

"Don't wear the helmet and jacket in the restaurant in the future. Otherwise, you'll continue to faint," Meg said to Connie, who was about to zip up her jacket again.

"Okay." Connie nodded. She put the helmet to the side, and then took off her jacket.

"It's much cooler now." Connie muttered. Because she was afraid of the cold a few days ago, she couldn't bear to take off her warm clothes now that she was wearing them.

After breakfast, Meg sent Amy to class, and hung a notice on the door.

"Mamy's takeout service trial: Starting today, the restaurant's food delivery service is limited to customers who can't come to the restaurant in person but must eat the restaurant's food. Dishonest customers will be blacklisted. Today's trial is limited to one order."

A customer read aloud.

"Takeout? What's that? "

"Takeout service? Does that mean we can eat Mamy's food at home? "

"Isn't this restriction a bit harsh? As long as your legs are healthy, you'll probably be excluded from the restricted group, right? "

"The key is that it's limited to one order, right? Does that mean it's only one order per day? "

The customers soon showed great interest in the content of the announcement, but they also felt that it was not very practical. After all, they were going to the restaurant in person. Why would they order takeout to eat at home? Wouldn't it be more enjoyable to sit in the restaurant and eat the freshly cooked food?

"Ahem ~ What should we have for breakfast today? Yangzhou fried rice or soy milk and youtiao?" In the line, a young woman covered her mouth and coughed lightly. She looked thoughtful, and suddenly her eyes lit up. "Oh right, why don't we try the congee with pork and century egg that the cleaners had just now? They looked pretty good eating it."

Bonnie was the manager of a medium-sized jewelry store. She was able to get to this position at the age of 26, which showed her ability.

However, it wasn't so easy to be a manager. Back then, she had been first in sales for three consecutive years. She didn't know how many customers she had to receive every day, and how many compliments she had to say. She almost didn't rest all day long, and although she paid attention to taking care of her throat, it still caused problems.

Although she didn't need to receive a large number of customers now, she still had to personally receive many of the regulars. Her throat was often dry and itchy, especially when she woke up every morning. No matter how much warm water she drank, it didn't help. She didn't feel like eating anything.

She happened to hear a customer mention Amy's, so she came over with the intention of giving it a try. She unearthed a huge gourmet treasure, and her daily breakfast was settled. Although her throat was still dry and itchy, the problem of her stomach was finally solved.

In the jewelry business, image and etiquette were very important. It was very rude to cough in front of customers. Although she tried her best to control it, she still couldn't help but cough once or twice sometimes.

There were many capable girls eyeing her position. Two days ago, her boss even specially talked to her for a while. Although it was in the name of concern, she knew in her heart that if the condition of her throat continued to be like this, or worsened, then she wouldn't be far from losing this job.

During this period of time, she had taken a lot of medicine, but the effect was really mediocre. She was already prepared to find a magic pharmacist recommended by a customer after work today to try it out.

The restaurant opened for business, and the customers in the front line took their seats.

Connie flipped open the menu and took a look. When Mia came over to order, she gently closed the menu and said with a smile, "I'll have a congee with pork and century egg and a sweet tofu pudding. Thank you."

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