As the business closes, the customers leave one after another, and the kitchen, which has been busy all night, gradually becomes quieter. All we have to do is wait for all the guests to leave, and the business will be over for the night.
"All the dishes have been served. Thank you for your hard work." Mag put down the wok and breathed a sigh of relief.
Everyone who was focused and nervous also relaxed. Although they all had strong abilities, the intensity of work at Maimi's restaurant still made them feel a little tired.
"When will Barbara come back? I miss her magic." Mia asked, looking at Mag, with a hint of exhaustion in her expression.
"Yes, Sister Barbara can serve half of the dishes by herself. Without her, the efficiency of serving dishes has been reduced a lot." Anna nodded her little head.
Barbara was taken away by Irina, and no one knew where they went.
"She may not be able to come back for the time being, and Princess Irina didn't tell me the specific situation." Mag shook his head and passed the blame to Irina.
Everyone nodded after hearing this. Irina did not come to dinner tonight, and she did not return to the restaurant this time. There was no place to ask.
Mag took off his apron, poured himself a glass of water, and walked out of the kitchen just in time to catch Gloria's gaze.
"Mr. Mag." Gloria stood up, looked at him and smiled.
Mag could tell from her eyes that she was here to see him tonight, so he stepped forward, nodded slightly and said, "Miss Gloria."
At this moment, there were only two or three tables of customers left in the restaurant, and there were only two or three minutes left before the restaurant closed, so they all consciously checked out and left.
"Sorry, I came to disturb you after you finished your busy work. I want to confirm with you some cooperation issues in the textile factory." Gloria looked at Mag and lowered her voice a little.
"Let's go to the study to talk. They have cleaned up the restaurant and it's time to go back and rest early." Mag said, after speaking to Mia and the others, he took Gloria and Mars upstairs to the study.
"Has the sales chain integration been completed?" Mag motioned Gloria and Mars to sit down and asked straight to the point.
"Yes, we have streamlined the original cloth sales chain, retained a complete core elite sales team, and have begun to promote gauze sales." Gloria nodded slightly, "I came here today just to talk to you. Mr. Mag, please confirm the handover time and quantity of the first batch of cotton yarn so that we can make the next work arrangements."
"The first batch of goods can be handed over in three days, and the quantity is 10,000 horses." Mag replied.
"Ten thousand horses?!" Gloria looked a little surprised.
"Are you sure you can hand over 10,000 pieces of cotton yarn in three days?" Mars also asked in surprise.
You must know that Mag's textile factory was built in just over a month, not to mention the time it took for the female textile workers to learn and run in. Ten thousand pieces of cloth was almost half the output of all the textile workshops under the Moulton family before.
"Yes, it's a bit small, isn't it?" Mag knocked on the table a little embarrassed and explained: "Because the factory has just been built, the production capacity has not been maximized. We should be able to increase some production next month."
"The production capacity has not reached the limit yet?! Can it continue to increase?!" Mars swallowed, and looking at Mag's expression, he felt more and more that the young man in front of him was mysterious and unpredictable.
"It turns out that this is the reason why Mr. Mag dares to offer a price that is far lower than the market price." Gloria thought thoughtfully and quickly shook her head: "The production capacity of Mr. Mag's textile factory is amazing. Ten thousand pieces of cotton yarn have already been It will be enough for our sales team to digest it for a while, but in order to keep up with Mr. Mag’s factory production capacity, I will immediately start expanding the sales team and strive to win a larger market share in various places as soon as possible.”
"Happy cooperation." Mag smiled and shook Gloria's hand, stood up and said, "Amy is going to bed. I have to tell her a bedtime story, so I won't leave you two alone."
"Goodbye, Mr. McGonagall." Gloria nodded slightly, said hello to Amy who was drowsy at the door holding the ugly duckling, and went downstairs with Mars.
"Father, I think Sister Gloria likes you." Amy looked at Mag and said seriously.
"Huh?" Mag glanced at Amy suspiciously, and quickly explained: "Sister Gloria and I are partners, not what you think."
Awed by the existence of Amy's notebook, Mag felt the need to speak clearly.
"But I saw stars shining in her eyes when she looked at you." Amy shook her head.
"That's the reflection of light, it has nothing to do with the stars." Mag pointed to the lamp in the study.
"Yeah?"
"Yes, that's it." Mag said firmly, walked to the door, picked up Amy, and said softly: "Let's go, father will take you to wash up, and then tell you a nice story."
"What good story are you going to tell today?" Amy's eyes lit up and she asked expectantly.
"Today, let's tell a Cinderella story."
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"Why do I envy little Amy? It must be a very happy thing to be able to fall asleep listening to the stories told by Mr. McGonagall, right?" Gloria slightly lifted a corner of the curtains and looked at the brightly lit room. On the second floor of the restaurant, some people were in a daze.
"Miss? Miss?"
"Ah?" Gloria came back to her senses, her face slightly red.
"The output of Mr. Mag's textile factory far exceeds our expectations. Although we have retained the core sales team, we have not yet established cooperative relationships with various cloth mills. If we want to sell all these 10,000 pieces of gauze before the next delivery date, It may be a little difficult to digest,” Mars said.
“If 10,000 pieces of gauze appear in a single market, even in Luodu, at a price far lower than the market price, it will cause a series of market reactions and alarm the city managers, which is very detrimental to us in the promotion period.
I think we should divide these 10,000 pieces of gauze into many parts according to the purchasing power of the city, and strive to distribute it to every market, open up opportunities for promotion, and establish cooperative relationships with various fabric factories. Gloria pondered.
Mars nodded and said: "Although this will increase some transportation costs, as long as the market is open, a mature multi-market sales chain can make our sales smooth and avoid the unstable factors that may occur in a single market. paralysis."
"What I'm more curious about now is, if Mr. Mag's textile factory operates at full capacity, how much gauze can it produce in a month?" Gloria said with a smile.
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"The Forest of Wind, which once advocated freedom, has turned into a besieged city. Helena, you are truly an unforgivable sinner." Outside the Forest of Wind, a beautiful figure stood on the griffin and sighed softly.
