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Eleanor was secretly delighted, the salary of 6,000 copper coins was a full 2,000 copper coins higher than her previous salary, and McGonagall also promoted her the deputy editor she was thinking of.

get promoted!

She never expected that she would achieve her goal after her boss was arrested.

Eleanor swept away her fatigue, looked at Mag energetically and asked, "Then what do I need to do?"

Mag thought for a while, and said: "In the next few days, you can sit in the company every day and clean up the company's hygiene. There is nothing you need to do for the time being."

"Huh?" Eleanor was taken aback.

"I'm preparing a book, but the progress has not yet reached the point where a publishing house is needed," McGonagall explained.

Eleanor nodded. Although she didn't know what McGonagall was preparing, as an obedient employee, the boss didn't say anything, so naturally she didn't ask too much.

"Also, you can find the former employees who were owed wages and ask them to come here at ten o'clock in the morning three days later to collect the owed wages. If there are no jobs, you can prepare for the interview by the way. I may recruit a few new ones. Staff." McGonagall said again.

"Are you going to pay them back wages?" Eleanor was a little surprised.

These old employees have no hope of getting back their wages. They didn't expect that Mag would take the initiative to raise this matter.

"Yes, I have obtained the property of this company, and at the same time I have to bear the corresponding liabilities. This is a rule set before the auction." McGonagall nodded, "I will trouble you for this matter."

"No problem, I will notify you in place." Eleanor nodded in response.

"This is the company key, you have a bunch." Mag handed a bunch of keys to Eleanor.

Eleanor was flattered to catch it. In the past, only the editor-in-chief had the second set of keys other than the boss.

"Work hard, there will be opportunities for promotion and salary increase in the future." Mag encouraged.

"Hmm." Eleanor nodded heavily, but she was thinking in her heart, there are only two people in the company, so where else can I get promoted? Is this why I add a deputy in front of my editor-in-chief?

Mag looked up at the signboard.

"I'll find someone to dismantle it in a while." Eleanor had good eyesight and said immediately.

Mag looked at her and said, "Let me make the signboard myself. You can dispose of the old one, and by the way, find someone else to dispose of those things in the publishing house."

"Everything?"

"Yes, I plan to redecorate the publishing house, which is too backward." Mag nodded, thinking of the uncomfortable sofa in the boss's office.

"OK."

Eleanor swallowed all the words that came out of her mouth, thinking that the new boss was heroic, and he could change as soon as he said it. Back then, Del Mar was an old stingy man who had been mending a broken sofa for three years and three years. Office supplies are all bought from the second-hand market.

Mag nodded, and left on his bicycle.

It's good to have an obedient employee, and it's only annoying to have a poor commander.

With the publishing house, the printing can be handled by the night elves, and now he is only short of the finished product of a hit book.

Mag still has some confidence in Cynthia's strength.

...

When Mag returned to the restaurant, she saw a girl standing at the door of the restaurant from a distance, looking up at a blossoming pear tree at the door.

"Teacher Luna, why are you here?" Mag stopped the bicycle, looked at Luna who was wearing a kapok dress, and asked with a smile.

"You're back." Luna turned her head to look at Mag, with a gentle smile on her face, "I came here to discuss the start of classes with Mr. McGonagall. The children have been in class for a week, and the enlightenment effect is good. After we held a meeting and discussed, we felt that we could hold some practical classes to let the children experience and get used to it.”

"Then let's go in and talk slowly, the restaurant is closed today." Mag opened the door and went in.

Luna followed into the door, looked at Mag who came out of the kitchen with tea, and asked casually, "Is Madam not at home?"

"She has something to go out." Mag put a glass of warm water in front of Luna.

"Oh, that's a bit of a coincidence. I think she should be a very beautiful woman."

"Yes, a very beautiful woman." Mag nodded with a smile.

Luna smiled slightly, took out a class schedule and put it on the table, "Look at the class schedule, I have scheduled two classes for you a week, one on Monday and one on Friday, the class duration is two hours, What do you think?"

"If there is no urgent matter, make sure to be on full attendance." Mag nodded with a smile. Luna's schedule avoids the working hours of the restaurant and reserves some time for him. It can be said that she is very considerate.

As for the class duration of one class being as long as two hours, this was actually mentioned by Mag himself before.

Learning to cook is somewhat different from learning knowledge in class. What is important is that practice makes perfect. Without enough practice time, even if you are a genius, it is difficult to become an excellent chef.

Mag only has two classes a week, and the total is only four hours. It is far from enough time to train an excellent chef.

But Mag just likes to meet challenges, let a group of little guys fall in love with cooking, train them to become the best chefs in Nolan Continent in the future, and let Hope Academy become the Whampoa Military Academy in the chef world. Just thinking about it, I feel a little excited!

"Are students going to be selected tomorrow?" McGonagall asked.

"Yes, we have informed the children of the various practical courses and let them choose to sign up voluntarily." Luna nodded, showing a bit of a smile, "The number of children who choose your Advanced Cooking Course is the most, enough There are more than four hundred people."

"I'm so popular?" Mag was a little surprised. He thought that the hard and tiring job of learning to be a chef should be the least popular among children.

"These children are very poor. If they become a chef, at least they don't have to worry about starving." Luna said softly, her eyes were a little pity.

Mag's heart also tightened, thinking of the way Amy gnawed on the hard and rough sweet shortbread when she first traveled to this world. Some children lived in more hardship than this.

"I can only recruit a hundred students in the first phase, it seems that I have to be ruthless to weed out a lot of students." Mag said with a smile.

"What request do you have, we can exclude some children first to reduce your workload tomorrow." Luna asked.

McGillie thought for a while and said: "Children who are too young can't reach the stove and can't hold the pot, so in terms of height and strength, it is limited to 1.3 meters and a pot that can hold half a pot of water with one hand. I'll make a decision on the rest when I see the kids."

Luna nodded, and took out a pen and paper to record it.

"I heard that you recently encountered a rumor-mongering incident, have you dealt with it now?" Luna put away the pen and paper, looked at Mag and asked with some concern.

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