"You are looking at her."
Amy looked at the middle-aged man and nodded.
"Uh…" The man looked at Amy solemnly, and then scratched his head. "Is the owner of this restaurant your father?"
Mag heard the conversation at the door and came out. "May I help you?" he asked, looking at the man in the Catering Association uniform.
The Catering Association had disappeared from his life for a long time. After the last battle for the ranking, it was said that the Catering Association was reorganizing. They had announced to the public that the food competition had been stopped indefinitely, and that the Catering Association would take on a new look after the rectification. Mag hadn't heard anything about the Catering Association for three months.
The man's face brightened when he saw Mag.
