Chapter 1445 Boss, Can I Take Off My Helmet?

"Business is closed tonight to support the League of Gentlemen." Before the business started at noon, Mag hung a plaque at the door.

Once again, it caused a burst of lament from the guests.

"Boss Mai, you don't even have hot pot tonight?" Vanessa looked at Mag pitifully.

"Yes, the restaurant is completely closed tonight." Mag nodded with a smile.

There is no way, I have already promised to go to the mid-year meeting of the Aden Chamber of Commerce, so everyone can't go to have fun and leave Ruina alone in the restaurant to make hot pot.

"Even Mamy's restaurant has joined the Gentlemen's League. It seems that it is a bit unreasonable not to do something tonight." The guests lamented that the restaurant will not be open tonight, and it has also increased a lot of interest in the Gentlemen's League. Many guests have already begun to try it. .

At the end of the busy noon business hours, Mag looked at the girls and said with a smile: "For the banquet in the evening, if you don't have any suitable clothes, you can go to Dailan Clothing and tell me that you are employees of Mamy Restaurant, what clothes did you buy?" Just write it down in my name, and I will pay for it later, it will be a small gift for everyone's hard work during this period of time."

"Buying new clothes?!" The eyes of all the girls lit up.

Mag nodded with a smile and said, "Yes, there are still more than four hours before the dinner, so you can do whatever you want. We will gather at the restaurant around five o'clock later, and then we will set off together."

"Thank you boss." The girls said happily, said goodbye to Mag, and then left together, even Anna was taken away.

"Calculating the time, the elves going south should have arrived in the city of chaos, right?" Mag went upstairs and entered the study room. Irina had already negotiated with Lord Michael about the arrangement of the night elves, so he didn't need to get too involved to avoid being caught people pay attention.

As for the establishment of the factory, Mag plans to talk to Hill if he meets Hill tonight. After all, he authorized her to use the steam engine. If Hill cooperates with him, whether it is funds or future product Promotion will be much easier.

Everyone earns money, and McGonagall is very transparent about this.

As an unqualified businessman, he didn't want to do everything by himself. It would be the best if he could lie down and collect money.

As for the night elves, the sudden influx of 20,000 laborers who have nowhere to rest in the city of chaos is naturally the best choice for building a new factory.

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Morton Manor.

"Cyril, that bastard, unexpectedly mixed up with Bowen and Harvey, this is simply luring wolves into the house!" Jeffrey threw the cup in his hand, and said angrily, his chest heaved violently due to anger.

Secretary-General Macnard bowed his head slightly.

After a while, Jeffrey's anger gradually calmed down. He looked up at Maynard and said, "How many directors support Gloria now?"

"If the directors of the Marquis and Dodge family faction all support Master Cyril, excluding the directors of the Buffett family, there should not be more than ten directors who support Miss Gloria." Macnard replied.

"Aden Chamber of Commerce has sixty-eight directors..." Jeffrey frowned, with a hint of worry.

Maynard suggested: "Sir, do you need to gather all the directors and express your position to them? After all, Miss Gloria has only just begun to enter their field of vision, and they may be somewhat prejudiced and ignorant."

"No need, it's just a joke." Jeffrey shook his head, his expression gradually calmed down, "If she can't even pass this test, she can't afford the Moulton family."

"Yes." Minard nodded.

...

In the carriage, the secretary looked at Hill who was sitting opposite with his eyes closed, and said, "Miss, according to your request, all twenty-one directors under Buffett have agreed to vote for Gloria tonight."

"How many votes has she got now?" Hill asked casually without opening his eyes.

"Judging from the news, the Marquis family and the Dodge family have united with Cyril, and they have at least 30 stable votes in their hands, and Cyril has been in the Moulton family for many years and has always been regarded as the successor. With his special status, he should be able to get more votes than Gloria in the Moulton faction. As for the remaining independent directors, it is still unclear what their wishes are. Now Gloria can determine There should be around 25 tickets." The secretary replied quickly.

The corners of Hill's mouth turned up slightly, showing a mocking smile: "Speaking of which, should I support Cyril? With his stupid move of joining forces with Bowen and Harvey, as long as he accepts Mo The Moulton family doesn't need me to do anything, he can bring down the Moulton family by himself."

...

In the evening, Irina returned to the restaurant.

"I sent them all to the factory." Irina said while eating the beggar chicken that Mag made for her.

"What about the accommodation for the night? There are not enough dormitories for the time being." Mag asked.

"On the way here, I asked them to bring some wood back. They are building a house now. We are elves, the race that understands the wood element best. When it comes to building wooden houses, even dwarves are not as good as us." Irina said The face is confident.

"Okay." Mag nodded. Since he didn't need to worry about it, he didn't ask too much, and said, "There will be a dinner at the Aden Chamber of Commerce tonight, and everyone in the restaurant will attend. Do you want to go together?"

"Are you in charge of cooking?"

"No, I'm an invited guest, so I don't need to cook."

"What's the point of going there? The food made by other chefs is so unpalatable." Irina shook her head and took a bite of the chicken leg. "I'm going to the factory to make arrangements for them tonight."

"Okay." McGonagall nodded. The night elves' affairs are indeed more urgent. This dinner is just optional.

After filling her stomach, Irina left directly. To arrange 20,000 elves, she needed to do a lot of things.

Mag glanced at the time, went upstairs and changed into a casual black suit. Considering that the outdoor temperature was a bit low, he put on a gray coat outside.

As soon as Mag went downstairs, there was a knock on the door outside. McGra opened the door, and a group of beautiful girls wrapped in various down jackets stood at the door of the restaurant, looking at her with smiles.

"Boss, look at our new clothes. Dailan's clothes look good. They are warm and light as feathers. They are very comfortable to wear." Yabei Mia said happily.

"Forehead……"

Looking at the smiling girls in down jackets, Mag didn't know what to say for a while.

Although Dailan's down jacket is very fashionable, and it is indeed light and comfortable to wear, but...they are going to a dinner after all, so it seems a bit strange for all the members to wear down jackets, right?

"Yeah, it's too warm, it's full of fog, and I can't see with my eyes." Connie, who was following behind everyone, faced a tree and said seriously: "Boss, can I take off the helmet? "