A Stay-at-home Dad’s Restaurant In An Alternate World

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Mag respected the children's choice. Therefore, the entire family left the manor straightaway, and hailed a horse-drawn carriage by the side of the road with the trophy in their arms.

After a while, Mag finally hailed a passing horse-drawn carriage. He carried Amy up the horse-drawn carriage first before helping Annie and Irina up.

"Hi, Mr. Hades, can I take some of your time?" Mag was called back when he was about to board the horse-drawn carriage.

Mag retracted his leg, and turned to look at the person.

He knew the person coming. He was Mr Boris, who had combed his hair up sleekly.

"What is the matter?" Mag asked.

"I am Boris. Congratulations on winning the gold award in the liquor-tasting with your Maotai." Boris reached his hand out to Mag with a smile.

"Thank you." Mag touched his hand, and then retracted it. "Congratulations on winning the silver award with your Explosive Liquor."

The corner of Boris's lips twitched. If it were not for Mag and Explosive Liquor, the Explosive Liquor would probably have won the gold award.

However, he brought out his best upbringing, and quickly smiled as he replied, "Mr. Hades is a genius brewer just like Master Marcus. Our wine would naturally pale in comparison."

"You flatter me. Is anything the matter, Mr Boris? If there's nothing on, we'll be heading home first." Mag could not be bothered to stand in the freezing wind to praise each other with the man. His wife and children

were still waiting for him in the carriage. Wouldn't it be better to sit in the comfort of his warm home?

Boris looked at Mag, and said sincerely, "Mr. Hades, you're a straightforward person. Actually, I would like to invite you to a partnership with me. I have 10 large-scale taverns in Rodu, and you have an exceptional

brewing technique. If we can work together, we will definitely be a legend in the world of liquor."

"Apologies. I am not interested in becoming a legend of any sort. If anything, I am the legend." Mag smiled and boarded the horse-drawn carriage as he told the coachman to set off.

"Mr. Hades, you can consider it. If you have any ideas, you can always look for me at Reese Tavern." Boris took a step to the side as he spoke toward the horse-drawn carriage.

Mag did not reply as the coachman drove the carriage towards Romo Street.

He could tell that Mr Boris was a very excellent businessman. However, Mag did not need such a friend.

Boris probably told Eiffie the same thing. The thing was that Mag did not know if Eiffie agreed to the man's suggestion.The most update n0vels are published on novelenglish.net . Firᴇ(.)nᴇt

"That fellow seemed to be in deep thoughts just now. He did not seem like a good person," Irina told Mag.

"Businessmen chase profits. There's nothing good or bad about that. I don't have an intention of forging a deep relationship with him," Mag said with a smile.

"What about you?"

"I am not a businessman. I am a chef. I just invest in some assets that have been heavily underrated," Mag said.

"Will the property prices at Romo Street really go up? They all said that you've made losses," Irina said in disbelief.

"If they could've understood it, they would have long made it big." Mag smiled, and said confidently, "It will not even take a year. Tomorrow there will be more people asking about shops here."

The value of a commercial street was dependent on popularity. Romo Street was considered a low-value area. With the double gold award that Titan Tavern and Saipan Tavern brought back, Romo Street would be

welcoming a new wave of crowd.

With the increased popularity, Romo Street's commercial value would naturally rise.

If other merchants wanted to ride this wave, they would have to start their commercial activities on Romo Street, and that would continue to bring the crowds in.

This was how things would work out for both sides.

As long as the commercial system in Romo Street could be rebuilt and attract more capable and unique merchants to stay, a whole new commercial system would be formed.

This commercial system's structure would be controlled by Mag.

As the first landlord of Romo Street, Mag, who had a few hundred buildings to his name, had that power.

Acommercial street was like an ecosystem. For it to last long and healthily, there had to be a specific plan.

Homogeneity and monopoly would ruin an entire commercial circle. It was not destined to last long.

Mag would of course have to hand such professional things to the System.

If it was something that could be solved perfectly with 10 copper coins, Mag would not rack his brain cells to do it on his own and pull out an unprofessional business proposal.

Back in the restaurant, Mag first made a sumptuous lunch.

After lunch, he left to find the agent whom he went to when he bought his house.

"Sir, aman named Hades is looking for you outside." A staff member entered the office quickly, and made a report as he looked at Fitch, who was organizing his files.

"Hades?" Fitch looked up. He thought for a while before his eyes widened in shock.

"Sir, is he someone that you should not be meeting?" The staff member saw that Fitch did not wear a very good expression, and asked, "Should I get him to leave?"

"Yes… Just say that I'm not around." Fitch nodded.

"Alright." The staff member turned and walked out.

"Hold on!" Fitch called the person back. He took a deep breath, and said, "Forget it. I'll go on my own."

"Alright." The staff member was bewildered, but he still nodded.

Fitch took his sweater, and let out a long sigh before going out.

n just this month, Fitch, who had been a property agent for three years, finally welcomed the turning point in his job, and became a supervisor.

What made him the legend of the property world was the story of hundreds of buildings on Romo Street, wiping out more than 10 property agents' low-cost assets.

ight now, he had received a promotion and a raise, and had become a supervisor. He had even had his first date with his boss's daughter.

ow, the person who made him, Mr. Hades, came knocking on his door. Could he have found out that he was duped?

Fitch was rather flustered. Although he had handled the handing over of the buildings very cleanly, as Romo Street continued to decline, the value of those old buildings would only get lower.

"Mr. Hades, please come in." Fitch went out and saw Hades, who was standing at the door. He quickly went over with a smile to welcome him.

"There's no need for me to go in for a seat. I am here today to ask if you have services covering shop rentals," Mag said straightforwardly when he saw Fitch.

This youngster had a rather good attitude when it came to working. His efficiency and work abilities were good too. This was also why Mag decided to choose him again.

Fitch, who thought that Mag would be here to give him a dressing down, was shocked. After a while, he came back to his senses, and looked at Mag as he exclaimed, "Mr. Hades, are you intending to rent out the shops

that you've purchased recently?"

"Yes. However, I do not wish to talk to those people myself. Therefore, I wish to find a professional organization to do this for me." Mag nodded.

"I see…" Fitch looked at Mag. He could not help but feel a little guilty. Mr. Hades was a good person, but he bought so many rubbish shops in one go. If Fitch had advised him against it back then, this would not have

happened.

It was understandable now that he wanted to rent the shops out to recoup some of his losses. However, there was barely a soul around on Romo Street, Which idiot would spend the money to open a shop here?

"Mr. Hades, I'm afraid these shops are—"

"You don't provide this service?" Mag interrupted his nonsense.

"We do provide renting services. If you wish, I can give you a discount. I will only take the annual rental fees of five locations as the agent fees." Fitch nodded.

He really could not bear to watch Mag like that. He could even feel helplessness and regret..