Chapter 1180： Is Mr. McGonagall for Princess Irina? (third more)

Due to the closure of the Mimi restaurant, an ice cream shop ushered in the peak of passenger flow.

Ice cream is the perfect food for the summer. On cold winter days, you are not willing to reach out, let alone eat ice-related food.

But during this time, the temperature of an ice cream shop has increased a lot, and the warmest thing for people entering the store is to take off the coat they are wearing.

Sit in the warm ice cream shop for a while and then have a sweet ice cream. It doesn't feel too comfortable.

Therefore, in addition to children, it has attracted many young people, and there are many small couples.

"The business is unexpectedly good." McGonagall looked at the full-fledged guests in the ice cream shop, some unexpected.

"Yeah, Mia is very powerful." Kina erected a thumbs, admiring the busy Mia in the ice cream shop.

McGonagall saw a lot of regular customers in the restaurant, and smiled and said: "You go in."

"Father, don't you go in?" Amy looked at McGonagall.

"Well, I have to do something. When I am done, I will come back to have lunch with you. You said to Mia sister, I went back to the restaurant for lunch at noon today," McGonagall said with a smile.

"Well." Amy nodded, and Gina walked toward the ice cream shop. Meg reached out and stopped a passenger carriage and went to Buffett Manor.

"Excuse me, Miss Hill?" McGonagall asked the doorman at the door of Buffett Manor.

“Do you have an appointment?” The porter looked at McGonagall with some vigilance, but still maintained respect and demeanor.

"No." McGonagall shook his head.

The concierge smiled and said: "Please come back after you make an appointment. Miss Hill has already gone out today. She has never seen a guest who has not made an appointment in advance."

He receives dozens of people like McGonagall every day, and sees Miss Hill at the beginning, but Miss Hill doesn't want to see them at all.

What's more, this guy is still sitting in a carriage, and even a man who doesn't have a carriage, how could he know Miss Hill?

"This way..." McGonagall, Hill wants to manage such a big family and company, the schedule is definitely full, he suddenly came, really ill-considered, is preparing to leave.

"Mr. McGonagall, how come you are!" At this moment, a voice rang from the manor, and a young man walked out quickly. It was the first two assistants of Hill who took McGonagall to the train base.

"I have something to talk about Miss Hill, but I didn't make an appointment in advance. It seems that I can only come back next time." McGonagall smiled.

The assistant smiled and said: "Miss Hill has told me that you are the first sequence partner. If you want to find Miss Hill, I can take you to her now. I think she will be happy to see you. of."

The doorway on the side of "The First Sequence..." opened his mouth and looked at McGonagall in disbelief.

According to him, among the first series of Miss Hill, there are masters, masters of the city, and masters of the Grey Temple... and this seemingly unremarkable man is actually on the first list of Miss Hill!

"Also." McGonagall nodded. He was no stranger to the cooperative sequence. The higher the value of the partner, the higher the sequence naturally. It seems that Hill sees him quite important.

"Please wait a moment, I will let them drive the car over." The assistant respectfully turned and turned back to the manor. After a while, the driver drove a luxury carriage pulled by four white unicorns. Stop by the grid.

"Mr. McGonagall, please get on the bus." The assistant opened the door.

"Thank you." McGonagall got into the carriage, the assistant closed the door, sat down on the side of McGonagall, and the carriage drove smoothly. He didn't ask half a word.

"Please wait a moment." The carriage stopped in front of a Buffett money house. The assistant said, got up and got off the carriage. He came back soon. He opened the door and respected him: "Mr. McGonagall, Miss, please, follow me. come on."

"Good." McGon got off the car and followed the assistant into the money house, through the lobby, to the VIP room on the second floor.

"Mr. McGonagall, I heard that you are looking for me, is there anything?" Hill stood by the window and heard the voice turn around and looked at Meg and asked with a smile.

"Yes, I went to Ai Sen Tiebao two days ago and saw Master Roma. I have a pile of business and want to talk to Miss Hill." Meg smiled and nodded.

Although it is not the first time to meet with Hill, every time I see this girl wearing only a red dress, I still feel that I need to be sober and vigilant in front of her.

"I just heard this morning that the master of Roma, who hasn't had a new work for a long time, forged a kitchen knife for a chef yesterday. The mysterious chef will not be Mr. McGonagall?" Hill looked at him with a strange look. McGonagall.

"Miss Hill's news is very well-informed, and it is still smart." McGonagall nodded, acknowledging it.

"Mr. McGonagall has always had an unexpected move. It’s really unpredictable. What kind of person are you?" Hill looked at McGonagall and smiled. "But the chef who can get Master Roma to forge the kitchen knife, In addition to you, Nolan can't find a second place on the mainland."

"Miss Hill won the award." McGonagall.

"You go out first, don't let people come in." Hill greeted the respectful assistant standing at the door.

"Yes." The assistant responded and turned to the door and closed the door.

A soundproof array illuminates and the VIP room is shrouded.

"I don't know if Mr. McGonagall wants to talk to me about business today? Is it related to Master Roma?" Hill looked at Meg with a smile and stared at his eyes.

Master Rom is the first forgemaster of Nolan's mainland. He has been famous for four hundred years and no one has ever been able to surpass it.

And the wealth he has accumulated over the past 400 years, according to speculation, has exceeded billions of copper coins.

Such a big family is naturally at the forefront among the target guests of Buffett.

"Yes, I talked to Master Rom yesterday. He said that he was willing to move the forging workshop to the city of chaos. He was troubled by the inconvenience of the accumulation of wealth, so I recommended Miss Buffett's Buffett. Meg nodded and opened the door to see the mountain.

Hill’s gaze was slightly congested. I didn’t expect Meg to be so open-minded, and immediately smiled and said: “I didn’t expect Mr. McGonagall to find a satisfactory kitchen knife for himself. I also brought such a big customer to us, I don’t know how I should be. Thank you?"

"Miss Hill and the Gnomes should have a very good relationship. I wonder if they can give the Dark Elves a little help in the dark?" McGonagall looked at Hill Road.

"Night Elf?" Hill's eyes glimpsed, looking at Meg Dao: "Is Mr. McGonagall for Princess Irina?"