Chapter 301: Good luck!

Well?
Elizabeth walked to the door of the restaurant and suddenly stopped. She glanced slightly toward the rear of the room. A black shadow was hidden in the bushes. He hesitated and took back the steps into the restaurant. When I left, there was a blue frost at my feet, and I disappeared into the long street.
"Is it gone?" After a while, a man in a black tights was drilled in the bushes. Some people looked anxiously, squatting, re-entering the darkness and walking through the darkness.
"Fox is monitoring me?" Just next to the big tree, Elizabeth looked at the figure that had disappeared into the darkness, his brows stunned, and his face showed some meditation.
"It seems that the father is right. Those people are not trustworthy. I have to go to that place today." Elizabeth gently rubbed the ring on her right thumb and looked back at the restaurant. In the direction, a crystal frost has been left on the tree shrub, and people have disappeared.
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"Two young masters, Devo's director of Dvor's tavern and Guddy's watch of Guddy's watch are very strict, and we spent a lot of money to get a rough message." A dimly lit room. In the meantime, Mars respectfully looked at Cyril, who was sitting opposite the desk, as if he had stood in front of President Jeffrey’s side in the Aden Chamber of Commerce, and even the humble smile on his face was no different.
"Talk about what is going on? How do they say that they are also the directors of our Aden Chamber of Commerce, and they are also the heads of the chaotic city. If they are unclear, they will not be given the face of the Aden Chamber of Commerce." Cyril cocked his legs and held a delicate red pipe in his hand and gently clicked on the table, frowning as Mars said.
"According to the news that came back, they may have entered a level 4 event and participated in a level 3 event." Mars's expression was a little dignified, watching Cyril solemnly suggest: "Two young masters, four Level events are already confidential in the event level of the Grey Temple, and we better not to participate too deeply."
"Four events?" Cyril grinned and leaned against the leather chair behind him. Some don't care: "What about the fourth-level event? You don't mean that the people at Dvor Tavern and Gudi Watch Shop have already sent the money. Have you taken half of it to the Grey Temple and the City Hall to get some help, first take them out of the Bastig prison, or else we should say that our Aden Chamber of Commerce is bullied, even the director can't protect it. Then spend Money puts the rest of the matter flat, and if the money is not enough, they will find their own way."
"This..." Mars wants to stop.
"Okay, Miss Sinier is still waiting for me tonight, this time the money is directly exchanged into Buffett's deposit slip and then given to me." Cyril's pipe in his hand was inserted into his chest pocket, and he got up and blew The whistle went outside the door.
"Four events can be solved without money. This pool of water can be much deeper than you think. Two young masters..." Mars looked at the doorway, some helpless words, standing in a dimly lit room. Contemplation.
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Yabei Mia and Sally returned to the restaurant and quickly entered the working state. The restaurant resumed its efficient operation. Except for the disappearing door, it looked a bit awkward. The original lush trees in the corner of the square disappeared, seemingly and before. There is nothing different.
The emotions of the guests were gradually calmed down by the food, immersed in the enjoyment of food, and soon forgot the previous fright and unhappiness.
"My father, Aisha's sister's treatment, Xixi's sister and the big bear have fallen asleep, the tortoise shell master said they are fine, just sleep." Amy holding the ugly duckling standing at the kitchen door McGonagall said that the little face was renewed with a smile.
"Well, you are all very good, do a good job." McGonagall nodded with a smile, and looked at Amy with admiration. Sally was able to deal with the Druids regardless of the risk of exposure. Ya Mingming did not have any strength or rushed to the forefront. Amy always said that she would help them.
The three little guys are kind-hearted people, which makes him quite gratified and helps others within his power. McGonagall does not object.
Amy and Ami Mia's faces all showed a happy smile. Sally packed up the tableware and had a smile on her face. It used to be that she had never heard such praise.
"I have to admit that this is the best food I have ever eaten." The second bowl of rice lay down, and the last piece of mushrooms in the bowl was chewed in the mouth, and Nuo Fan’s face was satisfied with the chopsticks. Said.
"Is it enough to change the world?" Krassu also finished eating a yellow chicken rice at about the same time, watching the president of Novartis.
"If ordinary people can make such delicious food, it definitely redefines the way of cooking in Nolan." Nofand nodded.
"If ordinary people can make it, then don't make 800 copper coins." Krassu grinned.
"So if you want to change the world, this level is probably not enough." Nuo Fan also laughed.
"This is not necessarily the case, even if it can't make the same delicious taste, but if you can make the original ordinary food more delicious, there are still many people willing to try." Krassu shook his head and pointed to the front. Bowl, smiled: "This is a direction. Changing the world has never been a human thing. He may be able to give a convincing direction."
Nuovan fell into silence. He looked at the bowl in front of his eyes and became brighter and brighter. He suddenly got up and turned to walk in the direction of the door. He said, "I have an important thing to do. I am very satisfied with today's dinner. Thank you for your hospitality."
"I said, your salty bean curd has not yet..." Krassu looked up at Nuo Fan, who had disappeared at the door, took back his hand, and glanced at the salty tofu brain that didn't move at all. Some indifferent shrugs. Shrugging, picking up his spoon and taking a spoonful of sweet tofu brain into his mouth, shook his head and said: "There is nothing delicious in the salty tofu brain anyway. It is not a pity to eat."
A few tables at the side of the table suddenly came to me, and they fell on the table and the bowl of salty tofu that had not been touched. The words were stopped and the identity of Krassu was held back.
"Half Beard Master, is Xiaomi not playing those big dogs? Good luck!" Amy climbed to the chair opposite Krassu and looked at Krassu with a small face, some angry said.