"What the hell is this!" Meg raised his eyebrows. He didn't expect this intermediary to be a pimp. How shameless!
Although it was still morning, the office was already crowded with people from all races, including humans, orcs, demons, and even angels. They were all squeezed in front of the wall filled with recruitment slips, reading carefully. From time to time, someone would call out a serial number and then communicate with the staff next to them. It seemed that they were all here to look for a job, and they got along very well here.
A rather coquettish succubus walked over and winked at Meg, but seeing that he didn't pay any attention to her, she withdrew her gaze and looked directly at the special column. Her eyes suddenly lit up, and she shouted into the office, "Boss, I want to try this girlfriend. I think I can get 10 gold coins a night."
"Coming." Someone immediately responded, and a balding middle-aged man with a mustache trotted out. He first looked at Meg and Amy, then smiled and greeted the succubus. "Miss Babla, with your skills, you can even get 15 gold coins a night, let alone 10 gold coins. Come in and register first, and we will inform the investor today. Maybe the transaction can start tonight."
"Okay." The succubus nodded. She flicked her fiery red hair at Meg and walked inside, swaying her graceful waist.
The smell of cheap perfume that hit him in the face made Meg frown. He had seen all kinds of women in the past, and he despised this kind of bitch who thought she was good with heavy makeup.
His taste had changed a few times as he grew older, but he still couldn't get the charm of this kind of woman. In fact, he was even a little disgusted. They were both succubi, but he admired the domineering older sister more. Of course, it was just admiration.
"Hmph." Amy looked at the succubus with a wary expression, and slowly withdrew her hand. This woman with a scarily pale face was trying to seduce Father. If she dared to take another step forward, she would have a taste of her fireball magic.
The balding middle-aged man looked at Meg with a smile, then turned to Amy, and said, "Hello, sir. I am Chris, the owner of the Broad Recruitment Agency. How can I help you?"
He was a little surprised by the cute half-elf girl. Judging from the way he was dressed, Meg was most likely a rich investor.
Furthermore, the fact that he had a half-elf daughter indicated that he was very rich. After all, most men who married an elf would be in a very awkward situation. Furthermore, he was showing off his half-elf daughter in public meant that he was still in control of the family's finances.
"I want to find a waitress for the restaurant." Meg had initially thought that this agency was a little unreliable, but after thinking about it, he realized that this was an alternate world, and there was a red-light district behind the Aden Square that was open every day, so this wasn't a big deal. This agency was quite large, so it probably had a lot of talent.
"Hmm, do you have any specific requirements?" Chris nodded, and then explained, "Among the waitresses that we have in our agency, there are three categories: 1) Average looks, hardworking and hardworking, and the salary requirements are slightly lower; 2) Average looks, hardworking and hardworking, and the salary requirements are medium; 3) Beautiful looks, human, succubus, angel … The salary requirements are higher, and the position is more toward the restaurant's business card. The requirements for working hours are slightly higher, and their endurance is relatively lower."
"So the salary requirements are only based on looks?" Meg raised an eyebrow. Those who weren't hardworking could earn high salaries as long as they were good-looking. This really was a world where looks were everything.
"Many restaurants can increase their turnover by a lot if they find a beautiful waitress. If it's a beautiful and open Succubus waitress, the sales of drinks can easily double, so this is a very worthwhile investment." Chris' voice was tinged with a hint of temptation, and he smiled as he said, "Also, many high-priced waitresses don't mind having sex with young bosses. As for working hours, you can also find a couple of hardworking waitresses. Wouldn't that be killing two birds with one stone?"
"Do you have information on second-rate waitresses? I'd like to take a look. " Meg shook his head slightly. All men knew what Chris was implying, but he was never going to rely on a few flirtatious waitresses to increase the number of customers in his restaurant. He wasn't interested in those bitches anyway. What he needed now was a waitress who was quick on her feet and didn't talk much. Of course, her looks couldn't be too frightening, but at the very least, she had to be pleasing to the eyes of the customers.
If there was an employee who met this condition, he wouldn't mind giving her a higher salary. Anyway, the restaurant's business was steadily increasing, and improving the overall efficiency would definitely earn him more than paying a single employee. His restaurant didn't need a good-looking vase.
"I see. Okay, please come in. There's a reception room on the second floor. You can take your time looking around." Chris nodded and led Meg into the room.
Half an hour later, Meg walked out with Amy, a little disappointed. There was indeed a lot of information, but Meg didn't find anyone pleasing to the eye. They were either too old, or a little lacking in temperament. While being hardworking and capable, it would be best if their temperament could be more compatible with the restaurant. This way, the customers' dining experience would be improved.
"Mr. Mak, I'll keep an eye out for you. If there's someone who meets your requirements, I'll send someone to contact you immediately," Chris said with a smile as he walked out. If it weren't for the fact that Meg didn't look like he was deliberately looking for trouble, he would have scolded him a little. After accompanying him for half an hour to look at the information, he still didn't find anyone suitable.
"Okay, thank you." Meg nodded.
"Goodbye, Uncle Bird's Nest." Amy waved her little hand at Chris.
"Bye … Bye." Chris's face twitched. What the hell is Uncle Bird's Nest? But he still had to maintain a smile.
They went to the market to buy some goat's milk to feed Ugly Duckling, and then Meg took Amy to an intelligence-gathering shop. It was a human's private detective agency. He spent 10 gold coins to investigate Crassus and the owner of the magic potion shop next door. Of course, the more detailed, the better.
Both of them coveted Amy, so he wanted to find out more about them first to see if they were good or bad.
Meg didn't have time to collect information himself, so it was obviously a good choice to spend some money to find a professional. After all, the price could be offset by a few roujiamos, and it was much easier than relying on others.
"Father, can we go to the school now?" Amy looked up at Meg. They had gone to two places in a row, and Ugly Duckling was about to fall asleep in her arms.
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