A pot of black tea was cooking on the small stove, and the warm winter sunshine was shining down. Mag leaned comfortably in the wooden chair, looked at Gloria and asked with a smile: "What does Miss Gloria want to tell me?" ?”
"It's like this. Because of my family, I am still a director of the Aden Chamber of Commerce. But two days ago, my grandfather suddenly came to me and said that my uncle Cyril wanted to remove me at the year-end meeting in a few days. He had already Contacted many directors.
Although I don't care about this so-called director status, my grandfather said that if I can't retain the director position based on my ability, then I will be eliminated from the candidate list. And if I can stay, the part of the family property that was previously assigned to me for management will become my permanent property.
You say, what should I do? Gloria looked at Mag and said helplessly.
"This is really a series about a wealthy family." Mag sighed in his heart. Although he was considered to be from a wealthy family in his previous life, because he was an only child, there was no such drama as fighting for family property.
Because of the Aden Chamber of Commerce, except for Gloria, Mag has no good impression of the Morton family. The powerful president, the unaffordable Liu Adou Cyril, is not a good thing in his opinion. .
At the beginning, he had made great ambitions to subvert the Aden Chamber of Commerce and reset those who had unequal rules.
Miss Hill was a pawn he invested in this game, and Miss Gloria, who gradually revealed her business talents and began to frantically test the inheritance rights of the Moulton family, was his second-hand preparation.
Of course, when he decided to help Gloria, he didn't think so complicatedly. He just regarded it as a little help to a friend and an angel investor.
Now Dailan Clothing is developing rapidly, and the production line is improving day by day under Mag's suggestion. As it evolves from inefficient individual labor to efficient division of labor and assembly lines, productivity has also increased accordingly, and a large piece of land has been obtained in the north of the city. , ready to be used to build a new garment factory.
Mag admired Gloria's talent and judgment in business operations, but she seemed a bit immature when it came to handling some daily affairs.
"Judging from the change in your grandfather's attitude, there should be some changes in the matter of heirs. If you can complete this mission, you may be able to compete on the same level as your uncle on a truly fair basis.
However, since he dared to mention this matter directly to your grandfather, he must have contacted many directors who can vote, and since he has been the sole heir of the Morton family for many years, more people should think that he will become Mo. The heir to the Newton family.
Therefore, there is not much point in lobbying the directors of the Moulton Department now. Your grandfather may be able to influence some directors and put them in a fair position. But in just a few days, you won't be able to produce results that convince those directors. "Mag analyzed.
"Then what should I do?" Gloria stared at Mag and asked. It was precisely because of this that she felt that there was nothing she could do, so she came to see Mag in desperation.
"Perhaps you can go meet Miss Hill. Among the four major families of the Aden Chamber of Commerce, apart from the Moulton family, the strongest is the Buffett family. If she can stand on your side, the result may be different. "Mag said.
"Miss Hill?" Gloria was stunned for a moment, shook her head and said, "Miss Hill has a bad relationship with my grandfather because of her running for president. She will definitely not stand by me."
"How would you know if you don't try it?" Mag poured a cup of black tea and put it in front of Gloria and said with a smile.
Gloria looked at Magna's encouraging eyes, was silent for a while, and nodded vigorously, "Well, I'm going to try. Even if I fail, I must at least give it a try first."
After drinking a cup of black tea, Gloria said goodbye and left.
Mag drank tea alone and lost sleep. He put away the tea set and went out on his bicycle. He didn't get any news from the elves for two days.
"It seems that the situation of the night elves is not good. I wonder if Phyllis and the others are going well." Mag frowned as he walked out of the alley and changed back into his own clothes.
The latest news that I just spent a lot of gold coins on is that the Wind Forest has surrounded the cave where the night elves are. The attack and defense of the cave have been fought for several rounds. Although the night elves have the terrain advantage, the strength of the Wind Forest is not enough. There are more powerful people, and now it is completely relying on Irina's strong personal strength to support the night elves' last line of defense.
Although the goblins lent their caves to the night elves, they had no intention of intervening in this war and did not give the night elves any help from beginning to end.
The catacombs were now like an isolated and helpless island. All parties basically believed that the rebellion would be quelled soon. Even with Irina's guidance, the night elves were still too weak to shake the Wind Forest. rule.
"We must find a way to provide more assistance to Irina." Mag said to himself, and rode back on his bicycle. He stopped at the blacksmith shop next door and entered the blacksmith shop. The sound of blacksmithing came from behind.
"Boss Mai, why are you here?" Mag just walked to the door of the forging room, Mo Bai looked up and saw him, and said a little surprised.
"About artillery, I have thought of something recently, so I wanted to talk to you." Mag said with a smile.
Mo Bai's eyes lit up when he heard this, he put the heavy hammer aside and said with a smile: "Okay, let's talk outside. I happen to have some questions and want to ask you for advice."
"Based on Mr. McGonagall's previous suggestion, I made an artillery piece, but for some unknown reason, the cannonballs often exploded inside the barrel, causing damage to the barrel. They could not be fired and could not cause damage. Moreover, the power of the cannonballs was It can no longer increase within a limited volume. I calculated that a shell exploding at close range can only pose a fatal threat to a level three monster." Mo Bai spread out a drawing and frowned.
Mag looked at the drawings for a few times and asked, "Where is the cannon barrel?"
"In the workshop outside the city, because I was worried about danger during the experiment, I built a workshop on a plain about ten miles away from the city of chaos." Mo Bai replied.
"If it's convenient, please take me there in the afternoon. Artillery has very high requirements on the barrel. The reason why the barrel exploded can only be found out after seeing it. I also have some ideas about ways to increase the power of the artillery shells, but I won't wait until I see them. Let’s talk after the artillery.” Mag looked at Mo Bai and said.
"Okay, I'll take Boss Mai there that afternoon." Mo Bai nodded quickly.
