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Chapter 356

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Meg was standing in front of Sally and Yabemiya with a plate of fried rice in his hand, facing Warren, and the atmosphere in the restaurant seemed to have become a little tense.

Mamy's had been removed from the Aden Square food competition rankings this morning, and everyone was furious. However, Mr. Mak was most likely the most enraged one.

He had been smiling the entire day, and hadn't brought any negative emotions to his customers, but judging from his attitude toward the president of the Catering Association, it was clear that he was very angry.

However, Mr. Mak was indeed Mr. Mak, and he was different from other restaurant owners. Normally, if a restaurant wanted to get back onto the rankings, they would've been forced to serve the president of the Catering Association in person. What was wrong with the waiters being treated like this?

However, Meg wasn't doing that. He was going to protect his customers to the very end, and he wasn't going to back down in the slightest.

Is Mr. Mak going to lay all his cards on the table?

All of the customers were filled with curiosity and anticipation. If Mr. Mak was going to stand up for his restaurant, then they were all ready to back him up. They simply couldn't stand for their restaurant being removed from the rankings.

"That's right. Chaos City's laws are the best laws on the entire Norland Continent." Warren looked at the smiling Mag, and his eyes narrowed even further. A fake smile appeared on his face as he said, "However, some things are still worth respecting. Regardless of whether you're the first to arrive or the last to arrive, there has to be a rule."

"That's true. Nothing can be accomplished without rules, but those rules have to be clean and transparent in order to be worthy of respect and acknowledgment." Mag's smile also faded as he looked at Warren, and a serious expression appeared on his face as he said, "President Warren, have you heard about Mamy Restaurant being removed from the Aden Square food competition rankings board today? If the Aden Square food competition rankings are designed to make it easier for customers to find their own food, then why was our restaurant removed from the rankings for no reason? If possible, I hope you can give me a reasonable explanation for this. Your tickets are so expensive. I bought tens of thousands of them, but in the end, you disqualified me. That's not very kind. "

Meg had seen Warren's portrait before. Although the hand-drawn portrait was slightly different from the real person, the black mole between his eyebrows was still very recognizable.

The person standing behind him was clearly the same person as him. Judging from his bulging belly, he was most likely also a leader of the Catering Association.

Meg was a little surprised. These two people had just removed his restaurant from the ranking list in the morning, and now they were here for dinner in the evening. Most likely, they didn't have good intentions.

However, he was just worried that he had no place to reason with. Since these two had delivered themselves to his doorstep, he might as well say it out loud so that all the guests present could listen. After all, this was his home field.

All of the guests were quite intrigued by Meg's words. Mr. Mak's straightforward manner of speaking indicated that he wasn't afraid of offending anyone at all. However, his words also triggered the curiosity and anger in everyone's hearts. They all wanted an explanation from the Catering Association.

"What are you saying, boss? Why is your restaurant the only one that has been removed from the rankings list? Don't you have any idea what's going on?" Tonis was a little enraged at the sight of the aggressive Meg.

He was the one who had instigated all of this, but Meg had never taken him seriously. In fact, he hadn't even taken a single glance at him. Now, he was even questioning the fairness of the Catering Association, and that made Tonis extremely angry. As such, he naturally had to show off in front of Warren.

"If it's because two of my restaurant's five dishes are in the top 30, four in the top 50, and all five in the top 100, and we're the only restaurant on the list that occupies too many places, I have nothing to say about it. I still have the guts to do so." Meg looked at Tonis with a mocking smile as he said, "You look like an employee of the Catering Association, right? Even though you're not wearing a uniform, your figure is quite fitting, so it's quite easy to identify you. "

"Hahaha!"

"I suddenly understand why Little Boss speaks like that; it's all in his genes!"

"That's why it's best not to mess with Mr. Mak. When he speaks, he's an upgraded version of Little Boss!"

All of the guests looked at Tonis and Warren upon hearing Meg's words, and they couldn't help but burst into laughter. They didn't think that the normally gentle and amiable Mr. Mak would have such a sharp tongue. Normal people wouldn't be able to handle it!

"You, you, you …" Tonis was so enraged that all of the fat on his body was trembling. He was used to being praised, so he didn't know how to respond to this sudden attack.

"As the supervisor and guide of Chaos City's Catering Association, the employees of the Catering Association have to come into contact with delicious food. Only after tasting the food can we serve it to our customers with confidence. This is the conscience of the Aden Square food competition. After eating so many different types of delicious food, one's figure naturally becomes like this. I've never thought of this as shameful fat. Instead, it's a reflection of the responsibility that all of the employees of the Catering Association have toward their customers. This is the conscience of the Catering Association. "Warren looked at Meg with a serious expression, and spoke with a hint of inviolability in his voice.

Meg looked at Warren, and his eyes gradually lit up. Compared to Tonis, whose verbal skills were virtually non-existent, this president who had reformed the Catering Association and raised it up to where it was today really was a shrewd individual.

He was able to turn all of his fat into a conscience. Not only did he have no choice, but he also displayed a sense of responsibility. He had instantly turned the tables on the Catering Association, and was a rare opponent for Meg.

Meg smiled, and said, "If you have too much fat, it can easily lead to heart disease or myocardial infarction. If that's the case, your conscience will be quite painful, just like what I'm feeling right now."

"Not missing out on any of the dishes is the Catering Association's promise to our customers. For that, all of the employees of the Catering Association, including myself, are willing to do everything in our power, including sacrificing our health and lives." A smile also appeared on Warren's face as he looked at Meg, and said, "I was the one who made the decision to remove your restaurant from the rankings. We received many complaints from customers and restaurants, so we had to remove your restaurant from the rankings first. Vice President Tonis and I came here tonight with the intention of not missing out on any of the restaurants with potential. However, it seems that the boss doesn't seem to be very welcoming of us."

As if I'd believe that! Meg chuckled coldly in his heart. There was a reason why this guy had been able to control the Aden Square food competition for so long. His words had completely dispelled all of the doubts and mockery that he had harbored, and it was difficult for him to refute them.

However, seeing as they had come here specifically to eat, things would be much easier. If they said that the food wasn't good, then they wouldn't be able to stop eating, and that would be a huge slap to the face.

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