Chapter 1435 Sichuan Cuisine Classic Dishes

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the host, the couple's lung slices, a classic dish of Sichuan cuisine!"

The turntable stopped slowly, and at the same time, the sound of the system sounded.

"No, the system, didn't you say high-level recipes? Is husband and wife lung slices considered high-end dishes?" Mag raised his eyebrows. Although he didn't have any malice towards couple's lung slices, compared to Buddha Jumping the Wall, it feels that this position is still a bit lower. ?

"Host, couple's lung slices are a classic dish of Sichuan cuisine that is second only to wife cake in terms of cruelty. It has an extremely lofty and special status in Sichuan cuisine, and the authentic top-quality couple's lung slices are not inferior to any delicacy..."

"Are you using a real couple?" McGonagall asked.

system:"……"

"Husband and wife lung slices." Mag opened his eyes and muttered softly, but he didn't feel disappointed. The restaurant didn't have braised vegetables yet, so that foodies in this world could experience the depth of Chinese dishes.

However, whether the name of this dish will cause some bad associations is beyond his control.

Mag looked up at his watch. It was still early, and he was about to go upstairs to read a book. The mystery of the old rulers that enveloped this world has not yet been solved. He needs to find more inspiration from the Cthulhu mythology.

"jingle."

At this time, a bell rang outside the door.

"Huh? Are there any guests who don't know that today is a rest day?" Mag raised his eyebrows slightly, but out of politeness, he got up and walked to the door, glanced through the door, and opened the door slightly surprised , looked at Gloria standing in front of the door and said, "Miss Gloria, why are you here?"

Gloria handed a golden invitation letter to Mag with both hands, and said with a smile: "Mr. McGonagall, I am here to hand over the invitation letter to you. The day after tomorrow is the year-end meeting of the Aden Chamber of Commerce. As one of the directors, I One, you can invite several friends to participate, and I hope that you and everyone in the restaurant can come to participate.”

Mag reached out to accept the invitation letter. He was too busy during this time and forgot about it. Before Gloria mentioned that he wanted to invite him to participate, it is naturally difficult to refuse now. She nodded slightly and said: "Okay, if We'll come if nothing else conflicts that day."

"Looking forward to your arrival and everyone's arrival." Gloria smiled, and then left.

"Miss Gloria is a business genius, but I don't know what happened to the board of directors.

" Mag watched Gloria leave and muttered, but he didn't think much about it. He didn't have much energy to help her now.

...

"Miss, the Dodge family should have conspired with the Marquis family, and they will side with Cyril at the year-end meeting and choose to vote to remove you from the board." Mars sat opposite Gloria, with a bag on his knee. A black notebook, said: "We need to meet Thompson and Director Cassis in the afternoon. If the two of them are willing to stand by your side, our chances of winning will increase."

"Okay." Gloria nodded, thought for a while, and said, "But I'm going to visit Teacher Luna in the afternoon. I need to confirm the size of the children's clothes with her for the second batch of winter clothes I promised to provide. I heard that some children have been added recently."

"It should be in time." Mars nodded, looking at Gloria's eyes with some relief. He was surprised by the business talent and growth rate shown by the lady, but what is rare is that she did not lose her own. Kind.

Gloria was silent for a while, and suddenly asked: "Mars, do you think we will fail?"

"No matter how you look at it, you have been very successful. Even if you can't continue to serve as the director of the Aden Chamber of Commerce and the successor of the Moulton family, you and the Dailan clothing you founded will become a great company, and will even surpass Morton in the future. The current achievements of the Leighton family." Mars said with a smile.

"Really?" Gloria looked at Mars in surprise.

"The premise is that you can maintain your current enthusiasm and serious attitude towards your career." Mars nodded.

"I think, I will." A confident smile appeared on Gloria's face.

Mars also smiled when he looked at Gloria. Back then, his father assisted Master Jeffrey to build the Moulton family. Now, he may be on the way to do this.

...

In a luxurious private room, the ambiguous lights shone on the faces of those debauched men and women.

Cyril put his arms around a blonde girl, raised his wine glass, and signaled to everyone: "For our friendship, here's a toast."

"cheers!"

Everyone raised their glasses one after another.

"Master Cyril, when Gloria is dismissed at the year-end meeting the day after tomorrow, you will be the sole successor of the Moulton family. The future patriarch of the Moulton family and the president of the Aden Chamber of Commerce will all rely on your support in the future." It is." A chubby middle-aged man said with a shy smile.

Everyone in the box also hurriedly followed suit.

Cyril was a little elated by everyone's praise, nodded his head and said: "It's easy to say, easy to say, as long as it can be done the day after tomorrow, I, Cyril, will never forget you."

"Heh, fight with me, Gloria, you are still a little tender. When I become the patriarch, I will drive all your family out. Let's see what you are without the protection of the Moulton family." Siri Er was drinking wine, kneading the woman in his arms, thinking with a sneer in his heart, as if he had seen Gloria being dismissed at the year-end meeting three days later.

...

As night fell, Mag told Amy and Anna a bedtime story. After seeing that the two little guys were asleep, they turned off the lights and went out lightly, preparing to read a book again.

"You smell like another woman." Mag just closed the door gently when a cold voice came from behind.

"Wow!" Mag was taken aback, and when he turned around, he saw Irina leaning over to sniff him, with a hint of danger in her pretty eyes.

Mag was a little amazed by the sensitivity of Irina's nose, took out the invitation letter, and explained: "Miss Gloria came here at noon today and gave me an invitation letter, inviting me to participate in the tomorrow's event. The year-end meeting of the Aden Chamber of Commerce."

"You didn't join that chamber of commerce, what did she invite you to do?" Irina glanced at the invitation letter, the scent of a woman came from it.

"Probably because I'm her chief designer, and I'm also a business partner. As the agent of the Aden Chamber of Commerce, she has the authority to invite some friends to participate." Mag said.

"Oh, that's probably because she has no friends." Irina chuckled lightly.

"Eh..." Mag didn't know how to refute.

"Have the night elves arrived in Chaos City?" Mag put away the invitation and asked instead.

"No, I found a place for them to rest first, because there are a lot of people, and they probably won't arrive until the day after tomorrow." Irina shook her head, then looked at Mag, and said seriously: "I'm starving to death, you , go and make something delicious for me."

"Okay, order what you want to eat yourself." Mag nodded with a smile, and walked towards the stairs.

"A beggar chicken first, I saw a lot of pheasants on the road today." Irina said without thinking.

"It's such a miserable chicken." Mag raised his eyebrows, mourning for a second of silence for the unfortunate chicken that replaced the pheasant.