Chapter 1618: Confidentiality agreement

"Amount..." McGonagall looked at Angela, who was shining, and she was really a sincere girl.
"What's wrong?" Seeing McGonagall's face is a bit weird, and Angela asks some questions.
"Nothing, just this ability may not be very practical in the restaurant." McGonagall shook his head.
"How come, I just have to stop at the door, I believe that the number of guests who come to your restaurant will double," Angela said confidently.
"The problem now is that even if the restaurant's guests are cut in half, it is still enough to fill the vacancy in the restaurant." McGonagall smiled and shook his head, so beautiful and attractive Miss Devil, it is indeed a long-awaited welcome lady in many restaurants. .
As long as she showed a little charm, some of them lined up to eat.
However, the Mimi restaurant has passed the stage of attracting guests, and there are countless guests who can't get out of the team every day.
"That..." Angela heard a bit of frustration. She didn't expect her full of confidence, but she became completely useless. She thought for a while and said: "Then I can serve the dishes. Your waiters seem to have some shortcomings. The speed of serving should be faster."
"Yes, you observed very carefully. We did not have a specialist in charge of the hot pot area." McGonagall nodded. After the disappearance of Shirley, the restaurant did not recruit suitable new employees. Now it is all dependent on Barbara. The space magic supports the lack of waiters, but this way of serving lacks a sense of temperature.
"Then I can?" Angela's eyes lit up again.
"I need you to show your ability to do the job." McGonagall leaned back on the back of the chair, watching Angela say.
"Good." Angela looked at McGonagall, and the blue-eyed eyes suddenly flashed. Three identical Angela appeared behind her, and at the same time, slightly screaming at McGonagall: "Hello, boss.

"Divided?" McGonagall looked at the three Angela who were almost no stranger to the real person, and then looked at Angela sitting in front of him, some strange.
Angela is very satisfied with McGonagall's expression. She is slightly succinct: "Yes, this is my avatar, with half the authenticity of the avatar. I can also take up the work of serving the dishes on the plate. If you recruit me, it will equal At the same time, I recruited four employees, and I was responsible for the reception work of the hot pot area."
"It’s really happy to marry your man." McGonagall snorted in his heart. Some of the abilities that Angela suddenly showed up were indeed amazing. He smiled and said: "I believe that you are capable of doing this. jobs."
"Thank you." Angela showed a smile in her eyes, and sure enough, as long as she showed her ability, there was no way to do anything.
McGon got up and smiled and stretched out to Angie: "I am McGonagall, you can call my boss like other employees, Angela, welcome to join the Mimi restaurant."
"Thank you." Angela also got up, shook Meg's hand, and listened to Meg's announcement of the general words, a wonderful feeling.
"Now it's a lunch break, the employees are not in the restaurant, I will introduce them to you at night." McGonagall sat down again and watched Angela: "For compensation and welfare, let's talk about it and sign a copy." The labor contract is also a guarantee for both parties."
"Labor contract?" Angela looked at McGonagall.
"It is also a contract. This is a special rule for the city of chaos, to protect your working people." Maggie smiled and explained.
"Oh." Angela feels a bit strange, but when she goes to the country, she doesn't think much.

The trial period of our restaurant staff is one month, the trial period salary is 3,000 copper coins a month, but since your ability is special, your probationary salary is 6000 copper coins. After the end of the one-month trial period, I will treat you. The ability to work is assessed, and after passing the correction, the salary will be raised to 10,000 copper coins per month."
"10,000 copper coins... only enough to eat ten spicy crayfish..." Angela frowned, feeling that this salary did not meet her expectations.

The staff's three meals a day are provided by the restaurant, and all the dishes on the menu are optional. The current meal supplement standard has been revised to have no upper limit.
McGonagall explained with a smile.
"Can a crayfish be used every time?" Angela's eyes lit up.
"If you don't get tired, follow you." McGonagall nodded.
"It sounds like it looks very good." Angela has some time to wait and no longer want to sign a contract.
Meg's mouth is slightly tilted, and no one can resist the food offensive. Then he said: "Do you have a place to live in the city of chaos? If not, the restaurant can provide you with staff quarters and live with other employees. The restaurant will also be compared. Near, convenient to work."
"I have just arrived in the city of chaos, there is no place to live." Angela shook her head honestly, it is best to be able to wrap the nature, and she does not want to go anywhere to find a place to live, too much trouble.
"Well, then wait until the evening is over, you can go back with other colleagues." McGonagall nodded and let Angela wait a moment. He went upstairs and drafted a labor contract, using a contractual paper with contractual effect.
"Look at the labor contract. If you feel that there is no problem, sign the name behind it and press the handprint." McGonagall put the labor contract in front of Angela, and by the way prompted: "Mainly I have just given you Committed salary, and benefits."
"Salary...welfare..." Angela took the contract and looked at it seriously. The salary and benefits were indeed as Migger said before, and the constraints on the boss were very large. If it was not executed according to the contract, it would not only be compensated ten times. I have to be jailed, so the conscience boss, Angela, heard it for the first time.
"However, what does this confidentiality agreement mean? Can you tell others about the restaurant?" Angela pointed to one of the employee codes.
It says: Employees must not discuss all matters concerning the personal life of the restaurant and the boss, and must not disclose any news other than the permission of the boss to any third party.
"The restaurant, always do some confidential work, or else a few days, the street is full of spicy crayfish." McGonagall looked at Angela with a smile: "You should not come to spy on the recipes." What?"
"I'm not interested in cooking." Angela shook her head, neatly signed her name under the contract, pierced her thumb and pressed a handprint on her name.
A golden light shines from the contract, split in two, printed on the forehead of McGonagall and Angela.
"Very good, the contract has been signed successfully." Maggie smiled and put up the contract.
"Boss, have you been to the Devil's Islands?" Angela licked her finger and looked at Meg's quiet voice.
"Well, I have been to the shell island." McGonagall nodded casually.