Chapter 2235

"Mr. Mai, this is my boss. He came to the city of chaos to talk with you today."

At noon, when MEG was going to close down, garland came up with a middle-aged man with a very high tonnage.

"Hello, Mr. McGonagall. I'm Hector." Hector grinned and held out his hand.

"Hello." McGonagall shook hands with him, withdrew his hand and said, "if boss Hector wants to talk about an exclusive column, it doesn't have to, because I've signed contracts with several other magazines and it's settled."

"I'm sorry, but I respect Mr. McGonagall's choice." Hector nodded and said, "but I'm not here today to talk to Mr. McGonagall about color printing."

"Color printing?" McGonagall frowned a little, but today, in addition to hill, the second person to come to him to talk about it was Hector, who had come all the way from LoDo.

"Your daughter is a genius in painting. In time, she will become a famous painter." Hector took out the picture book he had bought earlier and said with a smile, "and you who have solved the problem of color printing will become a person in the annals of history."

"That's what you're talking about." McGonagall laughed and said, "you may have misunderstood me. I commissioned the printing factory of night elf to print this picture book. It's amazing that it can be reproduced so perfectly."

"Ah?"

Both Hector and garland were in a daze. They looked at each other and looked at each other.

Didn't Mr. McGonagall come up with the means of color printing? From the night elves?

This is totally beyond their expectations.

If the client is a night elf, it's a bit of a problem.

The night elves are also quite famous in Nolan recently. Elena created the night elves from the forest of the wind, and brought tens of thousands of elves to the city of chaos.

But they never thought that after the night elves came to the city of chaos, they set up a printing factory? But also solve the problem of color printing?

Of course, if McGonagall's picture books are commissioned to be printed by night elves, it means that the printing factory should also undertake the printing work. Maybe he can take this opportunity to cooperate with night elves to seize the opportunity.

But they are new here and have no contact with night elves at all. They don't know how to take over.

Elena is famous, and Alex, the Giant Buddha, is behind her. Now the night elves, no one can underestimate them.

Hector looked up at McGonagall. Suddenly his eyes lit up and he said with a smile, "Mr. McGonagall, could you please help me introduce the night elves who are in charge of color printing. We want to upgrade our products. This is a little bit of your intention. Please accept it."

McGonagall looked at the silver note of 100000 copper coins in Hector's hand and waved his hand with a smile. "Money is not necessary. It's just a personal introduction. I'll take you there, but you have to talk about it yourself."

"Well, well, thank you." Hector nodded with joy.

MEG got into their carriage and went straight to the textile mill north of the city.

He wanted to refuse Hector directly, but on second thought, he threw some hot potato to the night elves.

Color printing is indeed a very important core technology. Even hill was moved. Hector traveled thousands of miles to the city of chaos in the morning, which shows its attraction.

He is more afraid of trouble. If different people come to him to cooperate every day, he has to refuse in person. That's too much trouble.

When it comes to such huge interests, some people will inevitably have a wrong idea, which is even more troublesome.

Night elf is a good backer. Anyway, he plans to help them develop the printing industry and make the first printing factory in Nolan to undertake color printing.

The night elves have the support of Elena and Alex. Now Alex Nolan is famous as the Savior of the mainland. No one dares to do anything wrong.

Master the core technology, and have a strong backstage support, properly strong Party A.

In a word, he borrowed his own reputation, so he didn't feel guilty.

The night elves are all their own people. How can they go back in a word.

"Mr. McGonagall, are there any taboos in the night elves? Did you have a good time talking to them? " Hector sat opposite MEG and asked cautiously.

McGonagall looked at Hector, who was sweating on his nose. He could see that he was a little nervous now. He couldn't help laughing in his heart, but he said calmly: "it was very smooth for me to go to them at the beginning. I made a simple request and signed the contract. I don't know if I relied on his face."

Hector's face twitched, but he said with a smile, "Mr. McGonagall's handsome face is really a bonus."

"I think so, too." MEG nodded.

Hector: "and

Although the narcissism of MEG was a little speechless, Hector was a little more confident.

This shows that the printing capacity of night elf should be sufficient, and there are no long-term high-quality customers.

McGonagall's customers, who want to print picture books for their daughter, are not stable. However, if they can confirm the circulation of hundreds of thousands of copies a month, they will have a big business.

The carriage stopped at the door of the mill. MEG got off and said to Hector, "you wait here. I'll find someone for you first."

"Thank you, Mr. McGonagall." Hector said hastily.

McGonagall waved his hand and strode towards the textile factory. The spirit at the door also said hello to McGonagall.

"It seems that Mr. McGonagall is a regular here." Hector put down the curtain and felt relieved.

MEG went into the textile mill and went straight to Elena's office.

Irina is listening to Ashley's report on the progress of weight loss medicine. Hearing the report outside, she looks at Ashley and says, "the effect is enough, but whether it can be popular or not remains to be tested. You first make a batch of finished products, then find a batch of interested customers to let them taste them, and then improve according to the feedback."

"All right." Ashley put away the medicine bottle on the table and opened the door.

"Hello, Mr. McGonagall." Ashley greets MEG outside the door.

"Hello, Miss Ashley." McGonagall nodded slightly, her eyes fell on the blue medicine bottle in her hand, and said with a smile, "this is what you said last time?"

"Yes, this is the finished product." Ashley nodded.

"May I have a look?" McGonagall's good.

Ashley hands the bottle directly to MEG.

MEG pulled the plug and smelled it. It had a strong smell of grass. It wasn't very strong, but it definitely made people have no appetite.