Henyee Translations

  Henyee Translations

  “Sorry, you have no right to hire a second waitress unless you update the restaurant first!” the system warned.

  “I just want to buy some clothes.”


  “You don’t need to do that, because you will reject her.”


  “Why would I do that?”


  “Are you deaf or something? I said if you want to hire a second waitress, you have to update the restaurant first!” the system said angrily. “Pay attention when I talk to you!”


  “Yeah, yeah, yeah.” Mag smiled thinly. “Please remember, more often than not, you are just a grocery store, and I don’t have to buy groceries from you if I don’t want to. Mind your own business.”


  The system raised its voice. “You—”


  Mag cut it off. “Oh, and I’m the owner of this restaurant. I hire my waitresses, I pay them, and I can hire as many as I want!”


  The system was beaten. “You…… you may have a point there.”


  Mag was happy.

  “Show me the qipaos.”


  The pictures popped up in his head immediately, and some were very revealing.

  Mag looked through the pictures and then saw a white qipao with blue trim. It had blue dots here and there, and the collar had beautiful blue flower patterns on it.

  The qipao fell just under the knee, and the slit reached up to the thigh, revealing the thigh a little and making it easy to walk in. It was a nice qipao with a strong Chinese flavor.

  Mag took this one.

  Then he took a silver one with golden trim in case she didn’t like the white one, since it looked much like the dress she was wearing.

  As for shoes, he chose two pairs of black leather shoes with a low heel because the model was wearing the same kind of shoes.

  He hesitated for a moment, but gave up the idea.

  In fact, he didn’t have enough money left to buy stockings, since he had spent almost all his savings on the strength and files, and the system wouldn’t let him buy on credit.

  “I’ll take these,” Mag said to the system. He didn’t plan on turning his restaurant into a maid restaurant, and he liked to dress his waitresses based on their own personality.

  “Two Tianxuan silk qipaos and two pairs of Sanal bison shoes. That’s 30 gold coins. Thank you!” the system said. “They will be ready in five minutes. Where do you want me to put them?”


  “On the bed.” He sat at the table and opened the bag. A yellow envelope slipped out onto the floor.

  Mag picked it up. It was the size of a palm and sealed with a small blob of yellow wax.

  He turned it over and saw a word in red: confidential. He frowned.

  Mag broke the wax and opened the envelope carefully.

  Inside it was a piece of paper. Mag took it out and put the envelope aside.

  The letter was scrawled in the common language. Maybe the writer had been in a hurry.

  “Lady Sally Brewster of the Brewster Family ran away from home over 30 days ago and is still unaccounted for. This information came from a reliable source,” the message read. “She probably went south, and it’s possible that she’s in Chaos City right now. About 20 days ago, Lady Helena recommended the elven queen to name Lady Sally as a new princess, and most of the elders had accepted this recommendation……”


  Mag’s eyes widened as he read.

  When he was finished, he put the letter down, shocked.

  He didn’t need to be clever to know that his new waitress was this Sally Brewster.

  The elven princess Irina had borne him Amy.

  And now, Sally, possibly the new princess, had become one of his waitresses.