Chapter 2232： Shake a pot

"Boss Mai, this is my boss. He came to Chaos City specially today and wants to talk to you."

When business closed at noon, when McGonagall was about to close, Garland brought a middle-aged man with a very high tonnage.

"Hello Mr. McGonagall, this is Hoctor." Hoctor smiled and stretched out his hand.

"Hello." McGonagall shook his hand, retracted his hand, and said: "If Boss Hoktor wants to talk about exclusive columns, then there is no need, because I have signed agreements with several other magazines. The contract has been settled."

"Although it is a bit regretful, I still respect Mr. McGonagall's choice in this matter." Hoctor nodded and said: "But I am not here today for this, but I want to talk to Mr. McGonagall about color printing. thing."

"Color printing?" McGonagall frowned slightly. He didn't expect that besides Hill, the second person to talk to him about this matter was actually Hoqueto, who had traveled far from Luo.

"Your daughter is a genius in painting. In time, she will definitely become a famous painter." Hoctor took out the picture book he had bought before and smiled: "And you who solved the problem of color printing will become a record of history. Character."

"That's what you said." McGonagall smiled and said, "Then you may have misunderstood. I commissioned the printing factory of the night elves to print this picture book. It can be reproduced so perfectly. Amazing."

"what?"

Hoctor and Garland were both taken aback, glanced at each other, looking at each other.

Isn't the color printing method made by Mr. McGonagall? But from the night elves?

This has completely exceeded their expectations.

If the client is a night elf, it would be a little troublesome.

The night elves are also quite famous on the continent of Nolan recently. Irina went out of the forest of wind, created the night elves, and brought tens of thousands of elves to the chaotic city.

But how could they not think that after the night elves came to the chaotic city, they actually established a printing factory? And also solved the problem of color printing?

Of course, if McGonagall’s picture book is commissioned by the night elves to print, it means that the printing factory should also undertake printing work. He may take this opportunity to reach a cooperation with the night elves first to seize the opportunity.

It's just that they have just arrived and have no contact with the night elves at all, and they don't know how to connect them.

Irina is famous, and there is the big Buddha Alex behind it. Now the night elves are no longer underestimated.

Hoktor raised his eyes to look at McGonagall, his eyes lit up suddenly, and he smiled and said, "Mr. McGonagall, can you please introduce the staff responsible for the color printing affairs of the night elves? We want to upgrade our products. A little bit, please accept it."

McGonagall glanced at the one-hundred-thousand-thousand-thousand-coin silver note in Hoctor’s hand, and waved his hand with a smile: "You don’t need the money, it’s just a personal introduction. I’ll take you there, but it’s up to you Talk about it yourself."

"Okay, well, that's a lot of work." Hoctor raised his eyebrows and nodded repeatedly.

McGonagall got into their carriage and headed straight for the textile factory north of the city.

He originally wanted to reject Hoctor directly, but after another thought, he threw this hot potato to the night elf.

Color printing is indeed a very important core technology. Even Hill was tempted. Hoctor rushed to the City of Chaos early in the morning, showing its appeal.

He is more afraid of trouble. If different people come to him every day to cooperate with him, he will personally refuse it again, which is too troublesome.

Involved in such a huge interest, some people will inevitably be distracted, and it will be even more troublesome.

The night elves are a good bearer, anyway, next he plans to help them develop the printing industry and create the first printing factory on the continent of Nolan that can accept color printing.

And the night elves are backed by Irina and Alex. Given the reputation of the current savior of Alex Nolan, no one would dare to think.

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

Speaking of it, he borrowed his reputation, so there was no guilt in this pot.

The night elves are all their own people, so it's only a matter of a sentence to get back.

"Mr. McGonagall, are there any taboos on the night elves? When you talked to them, did it go well?" Hoctor sat opposite McGonagall and asked carefully.

McGonagall looked at Hoctor, who was sweating on his nose, and he could see that he was a little nervous now, and he was a little funny in his heart, but his face was still calm and said: "I went to them very smoothly at the beginning. I simply asked for it. I signed the contract, I don’t know if it’s relying on the face."

Hoctor's face twitched, but he still smiled: "Mr. McGonagall's handsome face is indeed a bonus."

"I think so too." McGonagall nodded.

Hoctor: "..."

Although he was a bit speechless about McGonagall's narcissism, Hoctor felt a little more confident in his heart.

This shows that the night elf's printing plant should have sufficient production capacity, and there are no long-term quality customers.

Customers like McGonagall who want to print picture books for their daughters are not stable, and their monthly circulation of hundreds of thousands of copies of Whole Foods can be determined, but it is a big business.

The carriage stopped at the entrance of the textile factory, McGonagall got off the car and said to Hoctor: "You can wait here first, and I will find someone for you first."

"There is Mr. Lowmeg." Hoctor quickly arched his hands.

McGonagall waved his hand and strode towards the textile factory. The wizard at the door greeted McGonagall well.

"It seems that Mr. McGonagall is indeed a frequent visitor here." Hoctor lowered the curtains, feeling relieved.

McGonagall entered the textile factory and went straight to Irina's office.

Irina is listening to Ashley’s report on the progress of the weight-loss medicament. Hearing the report from the outside, she looked at Ashley and said: “The effect is enough, but whether it can be popular has yet to be tested. You first make a batch of finished products, and then find A group of prospective customers let them taste it and make improvements based on feedback."

"Okay." Ashley put away the potion bottle on the table and opened the door to go out.

"Hello, Mr. McGonagall." Ashley greeted McGonagall who was standing outside the door.

"Hello, Miss Ashley." McGonagall nodded slightly, his eyes fell on the blue medicine bottle in her hand, and smiled: "This is the weight loss medicine you mentioned last time?"

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

"Can I take a look?" McGonagall asked curiously.

Ashley handed the potion bottle directly to Mag.

McGonagall unplugged the plug and smelled it. There was a strong scent of grass, not very offensive, but it definitely made people unable to appetite.