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"Then let's go out."

After saying that, Jimmy took the lead and walked out of the kitchen. Facing the employees who had instantly fallen silent, he waved his hand and summoned a large blackboard on the background wall.

With a casual flick of the wrist, two sections appeared on the blackboard: one showing a round table and its subordinate branches, and the other showing the Cyber ​​Group and its subordinate industries.

Both images show positions that are currently vacant, with a brief description of the responsibilities of each position in small print.

"Everyone, after observing for a while, I have roughly formulated new rules. Before these rules are implemented, we will make new appointments."

Jimmy calmly stepped onto the stage, while Hermione, following behind, seemed a little uneasy, but she quickly walked to a small platform on the side and stood there.

The employees below the stage watched the two of them, all waiting.

Before announcing the new rules, Jimmy first summarized his recent work and then said some simple words of encouragement.

"Next, appointments and dismissals will be announced. First, Ms. Hermione Granger will assume the position of Director of the Round Table Inquisition. Next, Director Granger will announce the appointments for the remaining positions and explain the reasons."

Finally, Jimmy shone the light on Hermione and the blackboard, clapped his hands, and stepped aside to give up the podium.

Chapter 185 Appointment and Removal of Positions

The staff below actually had some doubts about Hermione's ability to serve as the head of the Round Table's tribunal, but since the organization itself was founded by Jimmy, he could put whoever he wanted in charge, so for the time being no one raised any objections.

"Ahem... Mary Cook, the former manager of the Continental Bar, has performed exceptionally well in managing and selling food and beverages. In accordance with her own wishes, she has been appointed as the Director of Quality Control and Improvement at the Cyber ​​Group's Continental Bar."

Responsible for establishing standards for the processing, production, packaging, and sales of food and beverages in all chain stores, as well as organizing, implementing, controlling, inspecting, and improving production processes and continuously updating products.

It was a bit awkward at first, but Hermione became more and more fluent as she read on.

Her pronunciation of words is very standard and clear, and others will subconsciously feel that she is a meticulous and serious person.

"The Quality Control and Improvement Division has a staff of 6. Ollie Hines, Emily Rogers, and Evelyn Gilbert have been transferred to the Quality Control and Improvement Division and will be reassigned by the Director. Any shortfall in staff will be filled by the Director himself."

Jimmy, who was standing in the corner, immediately took out his wand to expand the space of the venue. He then moved a round table that was leaning against the corner to the left side, and the words "Quality Control and Improvement Division" lit up above the table.

Jimmy pulled out the work schedule for the Quality Control and Improvement Department from his pocket and said to Senior Mary with a smile, "Senior Mary, please take your staff over there. This is the new work schedule."

"Oh!" Senior Mary exclaimed in surprise as she stood up and, along with three other girls from the same company, went to a separate table after receiving their work assignments.

Those who hadn't been assigned yet sat up straight; the right to recruit and assign employees was still a right, no matter how small!

Mary, who received the job assignment, discovered that the new job was not so simple; all six of her employees were in management.

Jimmy divided the meal into six parts, with each person responsible for one part.

The department is divided into six groups: raw vegetables, cooked vegetables, soups, beverages, packaging, and cooking. Each group can have five people, making a total of thirty-seven people.

There is a fixed budget each month, and if the dishes produced sell well, you can also receive a bonus.

The main responsibility of this department is to research how to make dishes taste better, serve faster, be more appetizing, cheaper, and more profitable.

"Yuna Hill, the former manager of Raccoon Alchemy Workshop, performed exceptionally well during her tenure and was appointed president of Cyber ​​Corporation. She is responsible for the overall management of Blaine Potions, Raccoon Alchemy Workshop, and the Research Department, and has the authority to appoint and dismiss personnel within Cyber ​​Corporation's management departments."

The second appointment was a bombshell, a direct promotion from assistant store manager to president, almost like a joke.

Yuna originally just did routine management at Raccoon Alchemy Workshop, and she never expected that she would become the president of Cyber ​​Corporation.

Jimmy clapped again, prompting the employees below to widen their eyes and clap in disbelief.

This appointment is like a family business expanding and choosing an outsider to be the apparent manager.

“Andre Sanchez, Alva Connor, Bailey Thomas, Miranda Dean…” Hermione read out ten more names, “to be transferred to the Cyber ​​Group management team, with President Yuna Hill making new personnel appointments and dismissals.”

Jimmy set up a separate table for Yuna and handed her a thick book of routine management practices copied from the Muggle world, asking her to study it carefully with her team.

The first group of people arranged to join were those who were not particularly interested in the fighting and killing within the Round Table organization. They were all assigned to the Cyber ​​Group, making up two-thirds of the people present.

They were all observed to be unsuitable for contact with people who were too involved in dark matters, or they were purely scientific research talents.

The remaining 28 people were evenly distributed among the various service organizations of the round table according to their specialties.

The arsenal is in charge of Langdon, who currently has only two subordinates.

The manager of the Continental Hotel was a Ravenclaw alumnus named Gray Márquez. He was the oldest person present, at 25, and also the most rational.

The clinic manager is a senior from Hufflepuff who is skilled in herbal medicine and has some knowledge of healing. The standards for the station and post station managers are relatively lenient, requiring only that they master the making of door keys and Apparition.

With the job assignments complete, everyone sat at a table according to their position, and a small framework was set up, but they still had several hundred staff vacancies to fill.

To this end, Jimmy took out a full 9 Galleons that he had recently earned and deposited it all into the public account to recruit people for the Round Table and Cyber ​​Group.

Cyber ​​Group has relatively lenient hiring practices, but the Roundtable organization requires rigorous vetting for its recruits, and new hires must sign an unbreakable oath with their supervisor before they can begin working.

Everyone was happy with their new jobs because their salaries had increased.

The young people, who were in leadership positions for the first time, began a heated discussion around the framework that Jimmy and Hermione had agreed upon.

Thinking about how to grow and expand, or how to recruit people.

These are actually very time-consuming tasks, especially for the president and the finance department under him. They have to reject many unreasonable expenditures, set reasonable salary standards, and handle tax filing.

Fortunately, the Wizarding World also has computers—computers made through alchemy. You can get answers simply by asking questions, which has a bit of an artificial intelligence feel to it.

The meeting quickly adjourned, and after a three-day break, everyone will head to their respective offices to begin new work.

Meanwhile, at 4 Privet Road, Little Huigkin, Surrey, the Dursley family home.

An unpleasant family gathering is underway, and Harry has to swallow his pride and work as a waiter for Aunt Maggie in order to be able to travel to Hogsmeade in his third year.

No, it should be said that he served as a waiter for everyone in the Dursley household!

“Vernon, please don’t blame yourself for how this child has turned out!” Aunt Maggie’s voice was like a combination of a duck and a crow, unpleasant and grating.

Harry tried hard to focus on eating, but failed. He then tried to concentrate on pleasant things, or rather, to remind himself not to forget the permission form...

Think of Hogsmeade!

Forget it, it's best not to stay here any longer.

Harry gave up on this futile attempt and got up to leave the table, even though he wasn't full.

Aunt Maggie, plump like a pear, glanced at Harry with a disdainful look on her freckled face. Her large, fleshy hand, like a pig's trotter, picked up her wine glass, and she said in a shrill, harsh voice, "It's a basic law of heredity, often seen in dogs. If the mother dog has a problem, the puppies are unlikely to be any better—"

Vernon and Penny, who were forcing smiles, both seemed to be frozen in place, their strained smiles frozen on their faces.

Even though the two were incredibly rude to Harry, they never spoke ill of his parents in front of him, and this wasn't just because they didn't want to be associated with that world...

The footsteps that were about to disappear into the distance vanished, and the restaurant was quiet except for Aunt Maggie's disdainful humming.

Chapter 186 Harry has arrived, and the funds are available.

Bang!

Suddenly, the wine glass in Aunt Maggie's hand exploded without warning, and the scarlet wine splattered on the white tablecloth like blood, startling Aunt Maggie into letting out a short scream.

“Maggie!” Penny screamed in terror, her eyes fixed on the blood-red wine stain on the tablecloth. “Maggie, are you alright?”

Vernon's obese body bounced off the chair like a flattened ball, staring intently at Harry's back. He knew all too well who this unusual thing came from!

Fortunately, Aunt Maggie, though still a bit dazed, quickly recovered and said, "You must have squeezed too hard. Something similar happened at Colonel Fabrice's house the other day. Don't make a fuss, Penny, I have a very strong grip..."

Penny dared not make a fuss, and she turned back to look at Harry, who was standing still, with some fear.

"What are you still standing there for! Go back upstairs!" Vernon was also afraid that Harry would go crazy and use his trick. Even though the wand was locked, Harry could still cast spells, which made him extremely wary.

I can't imagine what Harry would do if Maggie continued saying something at the dinner table, or if he would kill them out of anger.

Harry turned around with a cold face and saw Uncle Vernon's fierce but cowardly expression. He went back upstairs without saying a word and locked himself in his room.

As Harry lay in bed, he grew angrier and angrier, and the more he thought about it, the angrier he became!

Harry's attention was only drawn away from what had just happened when an unfamiliar owl suddenly flew in through the window. He stood up and whispered to the owl by the window, "Hey, little guy I don't know, who sent me this letter?"

Harry's mood instantly brightened upon seeing the signatures on the letter, as it was signed by Jimmy and Hermione.

It's unclear why the two people would sign the same letter, but whatever it says, it's only good news for Harry.

He eagerly opened the letter and found it was indeed good news: Jimmy and Hermione had returned from France and invited him to visit the Raccoon Alchemy Workshop for a few days.

The invitation was like a young girl's thigh peeking out from behind the curtain, enticing Harry with an irresistible allure. He could even imagine how wonderful it would be to go to Diagon Alley!

Two days later, on Aunt Maggie's last day at Uncle Vernon's house, Harry finally had the chance to leave.

Because he inflated Aunt Maggie's breasts...

On the last day of the employees' rest day, Jimmy was minding the store at Raccoon Alchemy Workshop.

As the store with the highest foot traffic among the three, Raccoon Alchemy Workshop does not take a break and operates on a shift system.

The recent personnel appointments and reassignments require some adjustment time, so Jimmy is temporarily staying at the alchemy workshop to look after the shop.

Business has been affected recently. Even the most addicted card players can't stand the big man behind the counter with tattoos all over his neck and bald head, especially since the two of them have terrifying smiles on their faces that seem like they're addicted to killing.

Number One and Number Two, who had lost their names, had no days off. Jimmy didn't hide them from Hermione and told her the truth: he wanted to control them and put them through labor reform.

Hermione had nothing to say to the two dark wizards who almost killed her parents. She wasn't so saintly as to believe in the human rights of criminals. She was just worried that the two might rebel again.

Just as Jimmy and Hermione were replying to letters from their highly motivated employees, a familiar face ran into the alchemy workshop.

Number One, whose face was stiff from smiling, went upstairs to tell Jimmy about the matter, and Jimmy and Hermione immediately went downstairs.

Harry stood in front of the giant Auto Chess board in the middle of the shop, watching the pieces battle it out, completely absorbed.

Jimmy and Hermione spotted him immediately as they came downstairs.

"Harry!" Jimmy called out enthusiastically, his eyes shining. "It's so nice to have you here. How have you been lately?"

It had only been about a month since I last saw Harry, and he seemed to have grown quite a bit taller and changed a lot. He was wearing a black tracksuit and dark blue jeans, but his hair was still messy and tangled up.

The biggest challenge in starting the Roundtable organization was the lack of funding, but now, the solution is right here!

When Hermione saw Harry again after more than a month, she was very happy and asked, "Harry, have you received my letter?"

“My holiday was terrible,” Harry complained, but a genuine smile appeared on his face. “Thank you, Hermione and Jimmy. Of course I received the letter. I envy you.”

As Jimmy walked into the lobby, he opened his arms and gave Harry a bear hug, laughing and teasing, "I thought your aunt and uncle would continue working as prison guards. Would you like something to drink? Anything you like!"

"Anything is fine! Just add a little more sugar." This familiar feeling, this dear friend, almost brought Harry to tears.

What kind of dark and hopeless days did they live in that house?

Returning to the wizarding world felt like returning home. The people here were so pleasant to talk to, and everyone was so talented. He loved it here...

“Sure thing, Number Two, bring three strawberry milkshakes to the meeting room, mine with less sugar.” With a generous wave of his hand, Jimmy casually put his arm around Harry’s shoulder and led him upstairs.