The negotiation with the Hill went much smoother than expected, and they managed to get an angel investment. After signing the contract, Meg left the bank.
10,000,000 copper coins and 10 steam engines in exchange for 10% of the shares. Actually, Meg wasn't greedy at all.
The textile industry market wasn't small. Although Meg only wanted to find something for the Night Elves to do at the moment so that they wouldn't be bored out of their minds, once the textile factory powered by steam engines started operating, it would be a place where the Night Elves would have a steady stream of military funds.
Meg could fork out 10,000,000 copper coins himself, but he knew very well that he couldn't earn all the money himself. Letting a little profit go to the Hill would be very beneficial for opening up sales and cash flow in the future.
"Young Mistress, he only said some empty words, and asked for 10,000,000 copper coins. Isn't this a little too hasty …?" the assistant said to the Hill, who was checking the bill.
"Perhaps Mr. Meg is thinking about how much profit he gave me." The Hill didn't look up, but a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. "If he's willing to become a businessman, there aren't many people on the Norland Continent who can earn more money than him."
The assistant was silent. Young Mistress was very good at reading people, and rarely made mistakes.
Meg went to the construction workshop in the east of the city, and found a strong dwarf construction team. He signed the construction contract for the construction of the factory's staff dormitory and the renovation of the factory at a price of 5,000,000 copper coins.
The dwarf contractor checked the blueprint carefully, and then went to the site with Meg. After hearing Meg's request, he nodded, and said, "The blueprint is a little complicated. We will complete the construction according to the blueprint in two days. You can pay us the balance after that."
"It's a pleasure working with you." Meg shook hands with him.
He could find a cheaper construction team, but only this construction team could guarantee that the construction would be completed in two days.
…
When Meg returned to the restaurant, Irina was sitting behind the counter, and rubbing Ugly Duckling's fat face out of boredom.
Ugly Duckling rolled its eyes with a dejected expression, but it didn't dare to say anything despite its fury!
Only then did Irina let go of Ugly Duckling's round face. She turned to Meg, and asked, "How was it? Did it go smoothly?"
"Mm-hmm. We've already found the construction team. The construction will start today, and it will be completed by the day after tomorrow. This will ensure that the Night Elves will have a place to stay when they come to Chaos City. The machine has also begun to be customized, and it won't be long before it can be put into use. "Meg smiled and nodded.
"What does this factory do?" Irina asked.
Meg suddenly remembered that he hadn't told Irina about this. He quickly explained, "The textile factory is a factory that makes cotton into cotton cloth. However, the production has been changed from manual production to machine production to increase the output."
"Oh." Irina pondered for a while, but still couldn't understand what machine could replace manual labor. She could only nod and pretend to understand. Then, she curiously asked, "Then, what's the name of this factory?"
"Erm …" Meg was really stumped by the question. He had been thinking about the factory and the machines for the past few days, and hadn't seriously considered the name of the company. He asked Irina, "Do you have any ideas?"
Irina thought for a while, and said, "If the restaurant is called Mamy's, then the factory will be called Imi Textile Factory?"
"What about me?" Meg asked meekly.
"Then, didn't you think of me when you came up with the name of the restaurant?" Irina asked as she looked into Meg's eyes.
"Erm …" Meg opened his mouth slightly, but didn't know what to say. He could only nod, and said, "Alright. Let's call it Imi then."
What could he do? He couldn't win against her.
"I thought about it on the way here today. The news of the Night Elves establishing a foothold in Chaos City would spread very quickly, and many people would definitely set their eyes on the factory. Hence, to avoid some trouble, we have to sever the relationship between the restaurant and the factory for the time being," Meg said after confirming the name of the company.
"If those fellows set their eyes on the restaurant now, it would indeed be quite troublesome." Irina nodded. Although Chaos City was a relatively safe place, Amy was still young, after all, and Meg hadn't fully recovered his power yet. Once their enemies came looking for them and plotted against them, they would be in a very passive situation.
Irina pondered for a while, and said, "Then, how about this? I won't manage the restaurant anymore. I'll go to the factory to be my boss, and you'll be the restaurant's boss. We're both bosses."
"That works too. Tell the public that I've invested in the company. Because the Night Elves' labor force is relatively cheap, I've chosen to accept all the Night Elves, and recruited you to be the leader of the company." Meg nodded. Although the traces were a little obvious, this explanation seemed pretty good on the surface.
"What do you think about the peace talks between the races in a month's time?" Irina asked Meg again.
Meg solemnly said, "Judging from the current situation, there's a high possibility that the talks will fall through. Apart from a few weaker races, all the strong races have a very strong desire to redistribute their territories. They're also keen on restarting the racial war and using force to reset the territory."
"If it's only a month's time, I'm afraid the Night Elves won't be able to overthrow The Wind Forest's rule." Irina shook her head with a hint of worry in her eyes. Once the racial war started, how the elves were going to protect themselves would become a huge problem.
"The racial war will engulf every race, and bring about endless chaos and suffering. Therefore, we have to try our best to prevent the war from restarting." Meg walked to the mural on the map of the Norland Continent, and looked at the territories that had been divided by the various races. A storm was about to sweep across the continent, and in places that they couldn't see, there were clouds of black fog appearing quietly. Meg still didn't know what this meant.
"What can we do?"
"After 100 years of development, the original balance between the various races on the continent has been broken. What we have to do is to bring it back to balance, and buy more time for the integration of the entire continent." Meg used his finger to draw a circle on Chaos City in the middle of the map. "Just like Chaos City, since the various races can coexist peacefully in a city, and see the Norland Continent as a bigger city, why can't they coexist peacefully as long as they can break the borders and exchange what they need?"
"Interesting." Irina was deep in thought as she tilted her head to look at Meg. She suddenly felt that the way he thought about problems seemed to be a little different. He started to think about other things besides swords.
Meg retracted his gaze from the map, and looked at Irina as he said, "We only have a month's time to make the various races give up on restarting the war. I've made some plans, but I don't know if it's feasible. Do you want to take a look?"
"I don't want to see it now." Irina shook her head, and moved closer to Meg. She curled her lips slightly, and said, "Little Meg told me last night that she wants a little sister …"
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