Chapter 1343
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The busy lunch time did make Meg want to recruit another waiter to reduce the pressure on Jane and improve the overall efficiency of the crayfish restaurant.
However, this succubus lady didn't seem to be a suitable choice.
It wasn't that Meg was racist. Succubi weren't the same as bad women. It was just that this succubus lady with extraordinary strength was obviously not easy to deal with. If she received a customer and threw a Eyes of Enchantment, who knew what would happen.
Moreover, this might change the taste of the restaurant and make the customers unable to focus on enjoying the food. They might not come for the crayfish but to see the succubus lady's face.
Hmm …
This is a problem.
"It's just a short-term job. She's interested and I think it's quite suitable. What do you think?" Irina asked when she saw Meg's hesitation.
"Then it's settled." Meg thought for a while and felt that Irina was right. It was just a short-term job of less than ten days. It didn't matter what kind of demon she was if he found someone to help him.
Moreover, if the crayfish couldn't make the customers abandon all distracting thoughts and devote themselves wholeheartedly, then it wouldn't be a top-notch crayfish. He still had to have this confidence.
"Hello, I'm Hades. You can call me boss." Meg looked at Angela and nodded slightly, then said, "I wonder if Miss Angela is up to the task of collecting the plates and cleaning the table?"
"Just collect the plates casually. What's so difficult about that?" Angela said with a relaxed expression and glanced at Meg. This man actually underestimated her. An excellent succubus like her is hard to come by in a hundred years. If it weren't for this beautiful young lady, she wouldn't have come to this restaurant to be a waiter.
"Then, please clear the remaining plates on the table and wipe the tables and chairs. That's your job for this afternoon," Mag said with a smile.
"Now … now?" Angela was slightly taken aback. She didn't expect the job to come so quickly.
"Yes." Meg nodded. "Jane is in charge of ordering and serving the dishes. You're in charge of cleaning the table and cleaning up. I think you should be able to do a good job."
Angela raised her hand with a relaxed expression and smiled. "Of course. This is a small matter. It's not difficult for me at all."
After saying that, he walked directly to the nearest dining table. Clang, clang, clang. He piled the bowls and plates on the table onto the tray, forming a messy little hill. When he lifted the tray, the seemingly stable little hill suddenly collapsed, and the bowls and plates slid in all directions.
"I'll catch! I'll catch! I'll bite! I'll catch! "
Crackle!
The plates broke to the floor..
Mag looked at Angela, who had a plate in her mouth, a plate in each hand, and a plate on her right leg with an innocent expression. He raised his eyebrows and had a bad feeling about this.
...
Irina and Amy burst out laughing on the spot.
. Jane looked at Angela worriedly and felt sorry for the bowls on the floor. Such good bowls were broken just like that. She had just reminded this sister that the plates shouldn't be stacked like that.
"This … this was an accident," Angela said awkwardly as she slowly retracted her foot and put the bowl on the floor.
She didn't expect that the boast she had made a second ago would be exposed by herself in the next second. This kind of pain … probably no one could understand.
"I think these bowls ran to the floor by themselves," Irina said with a smile.
Angela looked at Irina gratefully. She didn't expect her to use such clumsy words to resolve the awkwardness. She really didn't misjudge her.
"I think so too. These bowls are too naughty." Meg nodded and then looked at Jane. "Jane, you teach Angela how to clean the plates."
"Okay." Jane nodded. She first swept the gravel on the floor and then began to teach Angela how to stack the plates from small to large so that they wouldn't fall over. She also taught her how to wipe the table.
"I didn't expect it to be so troublesome to clean a table." Angela let out a long sigh of relief after Jane cleaned up all the tables. This was more tiring than seducing a hundred men.
"It's okay, Sister Angela. You learn very quickly. I believe you will be able to easily master all this very soon," Jane encouraged with a smile.
"Of course." Angela smiled confidently. She looked at Jane's golden horn that was glowing faintly. "Jane, your golden horn is really beautiful. I have never seen such a beautiful horn before."
"Thank you." Jane blushed. No one had ever praised her beauty before.
"I'm done with my work at noon. I'll get off work first. I'll come back at night." Angela said her goodbyes and turned to leave the lobster restaurant.
Meg and the others also entered the restaurant.
"You seem to be a little wary of her?" Irina said as she took a sip of water.
"An eighth-grade succubus of unknown origin, and she's obviously not a native of Carapace Island. I'm afraid that we will be implicated if she gets into any trouble." Meg nodded. Angela was obviously not a female classmate without a story.
"Like raiding the Ten Kings Palace's treasury and then blowing up the five palaces?" Irina asked with a smile.
"Uh …"
Meg was speechless for a moment. Speaking of which, the one who should be worried about being implicated was Angela.
"Actually, I'm also quite curious about her identity and why she came to Carapace Island." Irina put down her cup. "So, I'm not going to take a nap. I'm going to see who she is."
"Tailing her?" Meg raised his eyebrows.
"Yeah, that's a good description." Irina nodded.
"Can I bring Amy along?" Amy found a big hat from somewhere, and put it on her head, covering half of her face. When she raised her head, her entire face couldn't be seen. Only her little chin could be seen.
"Of course. Let's set off now." Irina smiled as she held Amy's hand. A green teleportation portal lit up under their feet, and they disappeared in the blink of an eye.
"Can we also …" Before Meg could finish his sentence, he and Ugly Duckling were left looking at each other in the room.
"Meow ~" Ugly Duckling meowed at him, walked over, and rubbed its furry head against his leg.
"Alright, let's take a nap obediently." Meg sighed. He squatted down and stroked Ugly Duckling's head. What else could he do? A househusband with no status in the family could only make ends meet by cooking at home.
"I think it's here? They like to indulge in debauchery even in broad daylight. These filthy male beasts really shouldn't exist in this world. " Angela walked into a dark alley. Some strange sounds came from the low stone houses with red cloth hanging on both sides. Red lights came from the houses with a corner raised.
"How much … how much do you charge per time?" A drunk demon stumbled out of a house. His eyes lit up when he saw Angela, and he pounced on her while stuttering.
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