"This so-called Aden Square food competition was lucky that it didn't encounter me. Otherwise, I would've been able to diss all the way from the first restaurant to the 100th without using a single curse word." Meg pursed his lips. The information at the back of the page was about the partnership between the Catering Association and the Aden Chamber of Commerce.
This wasn't a secret in the Aden Square. The Chamber of Commerce had gathered all of the best shops in the Aden Square, including all types of premium restaurants. Most of them could easily make it into the top 100 in the Aden Square.
However, in recent years, almost all of the top 30, and even the top 50, had been occupied by restaurants affiliated with the Chamber of Commerce. As such, it was virtually impossible for other restaurants to make it onto the rankings board. This was something that had never happened in the past, and it had drawn complaints from many businesses.
However, the Catering Association always responded with a "customer's choice is paramount!" As a response to all of the complaints. However, only the Catering Association knew how much of this so-called "customer voting" was fake.
According to the information provided, every month, the Aden Chamber of Commerce would issue a voting mission for the restaurants affiliated with the Aden Chamber of Commerce to maintain a high ranking on the rankings.
It's the Aden Chamber of Commerce again. Those two people who were arrested were board members of the Aden Chamber of Commerce. It looks like the Aden Chamber of Commerce has something to do with my restaurant's removal from the rankings. Could it be that my restaurant has already been targeted by this colossus? Meg's brows furrowed.
Even though he had threatened to dissolve the Aden Chamber of Commerce in front of Goodenia, he was well aware of just how terrifying this colossus was. It had amassed over 50% of Chaos City's economic power, and it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that its wealth could rival that of an entire nation.
I don't think so, but it looks like my restaurant's attempt to get onto the rankings has already affected some people. If I want to get onto the rankings again, I'll have to break through the Aden Chamber of Commerce's blockade, and at the same time, I'll have to convince the Catering Association to let me onto the rankings.
It's really going to be difficult to solve without killing people. Meg fell into a daze for a while, but he still couldn't come up with a solution. With his current status and power, he didn't even have the right to speak to the Catering Association, let alone the Aden Chamber of Commerce.
As for Julian and Crassus, their strength was enough to make everyone wary. However, if the president of the Aden Chamber of Commerce did not want to see them, then he could refuse to see them.
The city lord's castle and the Gray Temple would stand in front of him to protect him because this was Chaos City, a city with laws and rules.
In this world, the strong could obtain more respect, a better life, and a higher status and power. However, it did not mean that they could do whatever they wanted.
Meg was glad that he was reborn in a world where there were rules and laws to protect his safety. Even if he was weak, he could still hold his head high and live with dignity in front of the strong.
Perhaps he couldn't do whatever he wanted in a world like this, but at the very least, he could live a more interesting life. He didn't have to carefully hide away whenever he saw a demon, and be on the lookout for a sneak attack from behind.
The strong had things to restrict their power, while the weak had things to protect their dignity in this world.
Even though Meg could only be considered a weakling now, he was still able to garner the love and respect of his customers with his delicious food. This was not just because Crassus and Julian were Amy's teachers, but it was a feeling that he liked.
…
In the city lord's castle in the eastern part of the city.
"Please report to the city lord that Robert from the Catering Association would like to see the city lord. I wonder when he'll be available," Robert said to the employee in the reception room.
"Isn't this Sir Robert? The city lord has just left, and according to his schedule, he should only be back at noon. Will you be waiting for him here, or will you come back in the afternoon?" The worker raised his head to look at Robert, and asked with a hint of surprise and respect in his voice.
Robert had been working in the city lord's castle for over 10 years, and his rank had been steadily rising. He had received the city lord's approval, and barring any mishaps, he would be able to hold his own in a few years.
No one would've thought that he would propose to join the Catering Association last year. Many people thought that he was trying to make a fortune out of it. After all, the Catering Association was renowned for its wealth.
However, word quickly spread that he was being ostracized in the Catering Association, and that he was basically a general without an army. Many people were perplexed by this, so they thought that the city lord was trying to temper him. He would be demoted for two years, and when he returned, he would be entrusted with important responsibilities.
A hint of disappointment flashed through Robert's eyes as he nodded, and said, "Thank you. I'll wait then."
"Alright, then please come with me. I'm sure many of your acquaintances would like to catch up with you," the employee said with a smile.
"It's alright, I'll wait here. It's still working hours, and catching up with me would only affect their work." Robert shook his head before finding a window seat in the reception room. He looked out the window with a grave expression, and didn't say anything.
As expected, he really is as stubborn as the rumors say … The employee poured a cup of tea for Robert, and didn't say anything else.
…
At noon, the employee from before quickly strode over to Robert, and said, "Master Robert, the city lord has returned, and he wants to see you."
"Alright, thank you." Robert rose to his feet before quickly departing with the employee. He didn't even take a sip of the cup of water that had been placed beside his chair.
…
"Robert, I heard you've been waiting for me the entire morning. What urgent matter do you have?" A burly man with a head of red hair tied casually behind his back, a long black saber hanging from his waist, and a missing pinky on his left hand strode over with a smile as he said, "Forget it, don't talk for now. I'm sure you haven't eaten yet. Come eat with me, and we'll talk as we eat."
"Yes." Robert lowered his head slightly, and fell back half a step. He looked at the man who stood at the pinnacle of Chaos City, and found that he was still just as resolute and decisive as he had been when he had first met him over 10 years ago.
"City Lord, I'm here today to report to you about my work at the Catering Association. At the same time …" Robert sat down, and turned to Michael, who was about to dig in.
"I actually know why you're here today. I just so happened to run into Warren when I went out this morning, and he reported many things to me. He even suggested that you leave the Catering Association." Michael put down his bowl, and looked at Robert's frozen expression. A smile suddenly appeared on his face as he scooped up another mouthful of rice, and said, "But I want to hear what you have to say. You're my man, so of course I have more faith in your words."
Robert's expression lit up again, and he sat up straight as he said, "There's a new restaurant by the name of Mamy in the Catering Association's Aden Square food competition …"
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