"Heh, 1,500 copper coins? Our restaurant is looking for a receptionist at 5,000 copper coins a month. She'll work from nine to five every day, with five days off and two days off. That's a pretty easy job. She'll be able to earn money just by sitting around.
Not only do they have to serve customers, but they also have to wash the dishes and clean the restaurant. They don't even have time to rest. Why don't you come to our company and be our spokesperson? All you have to do is help us showcase our new products once a week, and you'll be paid 6,000 copper coins a month. The rest of your time is up to you. "
"Our boss is looking for a secretary at 15000 copper coins a month. She'll be able to eat whatever the boss eats, and she'll be able to live wherever the boss lives. You'd better come to our restaurant. You'll be able to earn money just by lying around."
Everyone immediately began to chime in, and none of them forgot to mock Crease. He was dreaming if he thought he could hire a young and beautiful elf with only 1,500 copper coins.
Crease heaved an internal sigh. All of the offers were extremely tempting, and even he was a little tempted. The difference between being a waitress at a restaurant and a monthly salary of 1,500 copper coins was like heaven and earth. He had already given up all hope, but thankfully, he had just received a deposit of 300 copper coins from Meg, and he wasn't planning to refund that money.
Phyllis ignored all of the offers being made. Instead, she stared at Crease, and said, "Did you just say that you'll be taking care of the boss's three-year-old half-elf child?"
Crease had already given up all hope, and he raised his eyes as he replied, "Well … If you really don't want to take care of the child, I can discuss this with Mr. Mak …"
"Miss, this boss is an exploitative maniac. Not only is the salary so low, he's also going to take up your spare time to take care of his child. You can't hire a boss like that," the chubby boss said in an earnest manner.
Everyone else also chimed in in agreement. Even an ordinary middle-aged woman wouldn't be willing to work for such an offer, let alone a young and beautiful elf.
"Alright, I'll take this job," Phyllis said in a firm voice.
"Hmm? What did you say? "Crease faltered slightly upon hearing this. He felt as if he had misheard.
Everyone else also fell silent as they stared at Phyllis with incredulity etched on their faces.
"I think you're right; this is a job that suits me very well," Phyllis said with a serious expression.
"Why don't you reconsider?" Chris almost blurted out. Any one of the jobs that were offered just now was much better than being a restaurant worker at 1500 copper coins a month.
However, as a qualified businessman, Chris immediately calmed down and opened up a path for the crowd that was still in a daze. He pointed at the stall not far away and said, "Miss, this way please. Let's sign a contract first. I'll take you to the restaurant later."
"Okay." Phyllis nodded and obediently followed behind Chris.
"This … this girl's head must have been kicked by a donkey, right? Instead of earning 15000 copper coins, he wanted to work as a waiter in a restaurant? You even have to take care of the child for the boss? "
"That's right. No matter how you choose, you can't possibly choose him. Are these elves really innocent and not just stupid? "
All of the recruiters stared blankly at Phyllis, feeling as if their intelligence had been dealt a heavy blow. However, the city lord's castle had a rule that everything had to be done according to the wishes of the elves. No one could force them to do anything, so there was nothing they could do.
"What do you know? That's Mamy's we're talking about. The waitresses there eat all kinds of delicious food every day until they're full. If that were to be converted into money, she'd have to make up for at least 30,000 copper coins a month. She's really smart." A young man pursed his lips.
"30,000 copper coins a month …" All of the recruiters drew a sharp breath upon hearing this. All of them turned to Phyllis with a slightly forlorn look in their eyes before returning to their stalls to wait for the next suitable candidate.
Happiness had come too suddenly. After Phyllis signed a temporary contract, Crease immediately departed from the city lord's castle for Mamy's in fear that she would go back on her word or that the other recruiters would cause trouble for her.
"May I ask if the owner's child is a girl or a boy?" Phyllis asked in a quiet voice as they sat in the car.
Crease thought of the little fellow who liked to call him Uncle Bird's Nest. The corners of his mouth twitched, but he still replied with a smile, "It's a little girl, a super … cute little girl."
"Mmm." Phyllis nodded slightly with a smile on her face.
She didn't expect to find a job that would allow her to take care of a three or four-year-old half-elf girl. Although the salary seemed to be a little low, to her, after the food and accommodation were provided, nothing else mattered. The most important thing was that this job would allow her to successfully pass Alex's test.
I should be able to pass it. Phyllis thought to herself expectantly. She was a little nervous as she had never taken care of a three or four-year-old child before. She had no experience at all.
When Crease and Phyllis arrived at the entrance of Mamy's, Meg had just come out of the blacksmith shop next door with a contract in his hand. He had already rented the three empty shops in Mobai for 10 years. The total cost was 3,000,000 copper coins, which was considered a friendly price.
"Mr Mak, I've brought her to you!" Crease, who had just alighted from the carriage, immediately waved and shouted as soon as he saw Meg.
"Boss Crease, you're quite efficient this time." Meg glanced at Phyllis, who had followed Crease out of the carriage, and the corners of his mouth curled into a smile. However, he quickly retracted his gaze and looked at Crease again.
"Is he the owner of the restaurant? Is he a very good chef? But he looks so young. Also, those eyes … where have I seen them before? " Phyllis was also carefully sizing up Meg. His young and handsome face didn't look like a chef who had been in the kitchen all year round. What made her pay more attention was that pair of eyes that gave her a sense of familiarity. Those were a pair of gentle eyes, but she was sure that this was the first time she had seen this man.
"Of course I have to pay attention to your business. This is Miss Phyllis. She wants to apply for the waitress position. Why don't you talk to her first?" Crease winked at Meg with an expression that said "you know what I'm talking about?"
"Okay, then let's go in and talk." Meg nodded with a smile and walked into the restaurant first. He pushed the door open and entered.
"Miss Phyllis, come in." Crease called out to Phyllis and followed her into the restaurant.
"Okay." Phyllis nodded. She was a little shocked by the wall of floor-to-ceiling glass. When she opened the door, the bell hanging on the door made a crisp sound. What entered her eyes was an elegantly decorated restaurant with comfortable colors. The wooden tables and chairs were simple but stylish. The murals on the walls were exquisite and magnificent. Every decoration was admirable.
"Please take a seat."
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