"We'll stop business for tonight and support the Gentlemen's League." Before the lunch service started, Meg hung a plaque at the door.
It made the customers sigh again.
"Mr. Mak, don't tell me we can't even eat hot pot tonight?" Vanessa looked at Meg pitifully.
"Yes, the restaurant is completely closed for tonight." Meg nodded with a smile.
He had no choice. He had already promised to go to the Aden Chamber of Commerce's mid-year meeting. He couldn't possibly leave Raina alone in the restaurant to cook hot pot while everyone went to have fun.
"Even Mamy's has joined the Gentlemen's League. It seems like we have to go and do something tonight." The customers lamented that the restaurant wouldn't be open for business tonight, and their interest in the Gentlemen's League increased. Many customers were already itching to try it out.
After the busy lunch service ended, Meg smiled at the ladies, and said, "If you don't have suitable clothes for tonight's banquet, you can go to Suede to take a look. Just say that you're Mamy's employees, and put whatever clothes you buy under my name. I'll pay for it later. Take it as a small gift for everyone's hard work during this period."
"Buy new clothes?!" The ladies' eyes lit up.
Meg nodded with a smile. "Yes. There are still more than four hours before the banquet. You can do whatever you want. Gather at the restaurant around 5pm, and we'll set off together."
"Thank you, Boss," the ladies said happily. They bade farewell to Meg before leaving together. Even Anna was brought away.
"Judging by the time, the elves going south should have reached Chaos City by now, right?" Meg went upstairs to the study. Irina had already discussed the matter of settling the Night Elves with City Lord Michael, so he didn't have to get too involved to avoid being noticed.
As for the matter of setting up the factory, Meg planned to talk to Hill if he could meet her tonight. After all, he had given her the authorization to use the steam engine. If Hill cooperated with him, it would be much easier for him to raise funds and promote his products in the future.
If there was money to be made, everyone would earn it. Mag was very clear about that.
As an unqualified businessman, he didn't want to do everything himself. It would be best if he could lie down and collect money.
As for the Night Elves, the sudden influx of 20,000 laborers into Chaos City was naturally the best choice for the new factory.
…
Moreton Manor.
"Cyril, that bastard! How dare he mix with Bowen and Harvey! He's simply inviting a wolf into the house!" Geoffrey smashed the cup in his hand and said angrily. His chest was heaving up and down because of his anger.
Secretary-General Menard lowered his head slightly.
After a while, Geoffrey's anger gradually subsided. He looked up at Menard and asked, "How many directors support Gloria now?"
"If the directors from the Marquis and Dodges families support Young Master Cyril, excluding the directors from the Buffett Family, there shouldn't be more than 10 directors who support Miss Gloria," Menard answered.
"The Aden Chamber of Commerce has a total of 68 directors …" Geoffrey frowned with a hint of worry.
Menard suggested, "Master, do we need to gather all the directors and express your position to them? After all, Miss Gloria has just entered their sights. They might be biased and don't understand her. "
"There's no need for that. It would just be a joke." Geoffrey shook his head, and his expression calmed down. "If she can't even get past this, she can't take on the Family Moreton."
"Yes." Menard nodded.
…
In the moving carriage, the secretary looked at Hill who was resting with her eyes closed and said, "Miss, according to your request, the 21 directors under the Buffett Family have all agreed to vote for Gloria tonight."
"How many votes does she have now?" Hill didn't open her eyes and asked casually.
"According to the news, the Marquis and Dodges families have already allied with Cyril. They have at least 30 stable votes in their hands. With Cyril's many years of operations in Family Moreton and his special identity as the successor, he should be able to get more votes than Gloria. As for the remaining independent directors, we don't know what they want yet. The number of confirmed votes in Gloria's hands should be around 25, "the secretary answered quickly.
The corners of Hill's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a mocking smile. "Speaking of which, shouldn't I support Cyril? With his foolish act of joining forces with Bowen and Harvey, as long as he accepts the Family Moreton, I don't have to do anything. He can squander all of Family Moreton on his own."
…
In the evening, Irina returned to the dining room.
"I've arranged for all of them to go to the factory," Irina said as she ate the beggar's chicken that Meg made for her.
"What about the accommodation for the night? There aren't enough rooms for now, "Meg asked.
"I asked them to bring back some wood on the way here. They're building a house now. We're elves, the race that understands the wood element the most. When it comes to building wooden houses, even the dwarves aren't as good as us," Irina said confidently.
"Alright." Meg nodded. Since he didn't need to worry, he wouldn't ask too much. He said, "There's a banquet tonight at the Aden Chamber of Commerce. Everyone in the dining room will be attending. Do you want to go?"
"Are you in charge of cooking?"
"No, I'm considered an invited guest. I don't have to cook."
"Then what's the point of going? The food made by the other chefs is so bad." Irina shook her head and took a bite of the drumstick. "I'm going to the factory tonight to make arrangements for them."
"Okay." Meg nodded. The matter of the Night Elves was indeed more urgent. This banquet was just a matter of whether or not they could attend.
After filling her stomach, Irina left immediately. She had a lot of things to do in order to make arrangements for the 20,000 elves.
Meg took a look at the time and went upstairs to change into a casual black suit. Considering that the temperature outside was a little low, he put on a gray coat over it.
Meg had just gone downstairs when there was a knock on the door. Meg opened the door. A group of beautiful girls wrapped in down jackets of various colors stood at the entrance of the dining room and looked at him with smiles.
"Boss, look at our new clothes. The clothes from Suede are so nice. They're warm and as light as a feather. They're so comfortable," Yabemiya said happily.
"Er …"
Meg looked at the girls wearing down jackets and smiling like flowers. He didn't know what to say for a moment.
Although Blue Suede's down jackets were very fashionable, and they were indeed light and comfortable to wear, but … they were going to attend a banquet after all. Wouldn't it be a little strange for everyone to wear down jackets?
"Yeah, it's too warm. It's all foggy. I can't even see." Connie, who was following behind them, faced a tree and said seriously, "Boss, can I take off my helmet?"
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