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

The business ended at noon, and when Mag was about to close the door, Garland came forward with a middle-aged man with a very high tonnage.

"Hi Mr. McGonagall, I'm Hector." Hector smiled and held out his hand.

"Hello." Mag shook hands with him, retracted his hand, and said: "If Boss Hector wants to talk about the exclusive column, then there is no need, because I have already signed contracts with several other magazines. The contract, this matter has been settled."

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

"Color printing?" Mag frowned slightly. He didn't expect that besides Hill, the second person who came to talk to him about this matter was Hector who came all the way from Los Angeles.

"Your daughter is a genius in painting, and in time, she will definitely become a famous painter." Hector took out the picture book he bought earlier, and said with a smile: "And you who solved the problem of color printing will be recorded in the annals of history." character."

"That's what you're talking about." Mag smiled and said, "Then you may have misunderstood, I entrusted the printing factory of the night elves to help print this picture book, and the craftsmanship is really impressive for such a perfect reproduction. People are amazed."

"ah?"

Both Hector and Garland were taken aback for a moment, they glanced at each other, and looked at each other in blank dismay.

Could it be that Mr. McGonagall did not come up with the method of color printing? But from the night elves?

This completely exceeded their expectations.

If the client is a night elf, it will be a bit troublesome.

The night elves are quite famous in the Nolan Continent recently. Irina came out of the Wind Forest to create the night elves, and brought tens of thousands of elves to the city of chaos.

But they never imagined that after the night elves came to Chaos City, they actually established a printing factory? And also solved the problem of color printing?

Of course, if Mag's picture book was commissioned by the night elves to print, it means that the printing house should also undertake the printing work outside, and he might be able to take this opportunity to reach a cooperation with the night elves first, so as to seize the opportunity.

It's just that they are newcomers and have no contact with the night elves at all, so they don't know how to get in touch.

Irina is well-known, and with Alex, the big Buddha behind her, the current night elves are no longer underestimated.

Hector looked up at Mag, suddenly his eyes lit up, and he said with a smile: "Mr. McGonagall, could you please introduce the person in charge of color printing on the night elves side, we want to upgrade our products at Shiquanshimei. A little bit of love, please accept it."

Mag glanced at the silver note of 100,000 copper coins in Hector's hand, smiled and waved his hand and said: "There is no need for money, it's just to introduce someone, I'll take you there, but it's up to you whether the thing can be done or not." Just talk about it yourself."

"Okay, okay, then I'll be fine." Hector beamed with joy and nodded repeatedly.

Mag got into their carriage and went straight to the textile factory in the north of the city.

He originally wanted to reject Hector directly, but after thinking about it,

Throw this somewhat 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 come to Chaos City early in the morning, which shows its attractiveness.

He is more afraid of trouble. If different people come to him for cooperation in an endless stream every day in the future, he will have to personally reject it, which is really too troublesome.

With such a huge interest involved, some people will inevitably have a wrong mind, which will be even more troublesome.

The night elf is a good backer. Anyway, he plans to help them develop the printing industry and create the first printing factory on the Norland continent that can undertake color printing.

And the night elves have the backing of Irina and Alex, and given Alex's reputation as the savior of the Continent of Nolan, no one would dare to sway their minds.

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

Speaking of it, he still borrowed his own reputation, so he didn't feel guilty about throwing the blame.

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

"Mr. McGonagall, do the night elves have any taboos? When you talked to them, did it go well?" Hector sat opposite Mag and asked cautiously.

Mag looked at Hector who was sweating on his nose, and could see that he was a little nervous now, and he couldn't help being amused, but he still said calmly: "It was very smooth when I went to find them. I signed the contract, I don't know if it was because of my face."

Hector's face twitched, but he still smiled and said, "Mr. McGonagall's handsome face is indeed a plus."

"I think so too." Mag nodded.

Hector: "..."

Although he was a little speechless about Mag's narcissism, Hector felt a little more confident in his heart.

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

Customers like Mag who want to print picture books for their daughters on a whim are not stable, and their circulation of hundreds of thousands of copies a month, as long as they can be confirmed, is a big business.

The carriage stopped at the gate of the textile factory, Mag got out of the car, and said to Hector: "You wait here first, I will find someone for you first."

"Mr. Laumag is here." Hector hurriedly cupped his hands.

Mag waved his hand and walked towards the textile factory with big strides. The elf at the door greeted Mag familiarly.

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"It seems that Mr. McGonagall is indeed a frequent visitor here." Hector put down the curtains, feeling a lot relieved.

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

Irina was listening to Ashley's report on the progress of the weight-loss medicine. Hearing the report outside, she looked at Ashley and said, "The effect is enough, but whether it can be popular remains to be tested. You first make a batch of finished products, and then find A group of potential customers let them taste it, and then improve it based on feedback.”

"Okay." Ashley put away the medicine bottle on the table, opened the door and went out.

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

"Hello, Miss Ashley." Mag nodded slightly, his eyes fell on the blue potion bottle in her hand, and he said with a smile: "This is the weight loss potion you mentioned last time?"

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

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

Ashley directly handed the potion bottle to Mag.

Mag unplugged the plug and smelled it. There was a strong smell of grass. It wasn't very offensive, but it definitely made people lose their appetite.

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