Meg looked at the picture book in the Hill's hands and smiled. "Anne's work. It's very well drawn. I like it very much."
"Yes, it's one of the best young girl picture books I've ever seen. Whether it's the style or the story, Anne's talent in drawing is amazing." The Hill nodded with a smile and changed the topic. "However, I'm more curious about the reproduction method of this picture book."
He went straight to the point.
She still liked this way of talking.
"You're interested?" Meg looked at the Hill.
"Yes, it's just like the steam engine. It's hard not to be interested." The Hill nodded with certainty. "After all, it's a big deal that can change an industry, and it's always important to have the right to speak."
Meg smiled and looked at the Hill with admiration.
A small picture book could be resold by clever people to make a small profit. Those in the industry might be able to feel the opportunity, but the Hill saw the opportunity to fight for the right to speak.
He was an old capitalist handed down from his ancestors.
The appearance of color printing was a blow to the current paper media on the Norland Continent.
It was a very simple analogy. If anyone could produce a full-color magazine now, whether it was a geography magazine that introduced the customs of various places, a playboy with a seductive succubus on the cover, or even a gourmet magazine, they could easily occupy a huge market.
Moreover, the other magazine publishers couldn't fight back.
Color was so magical. This was also the reason why people on Earth kept pursuing resolution.
The profit of the magazine itself wasn't so important. As long as the sales reached a certain level, it could become a channel with wide influence.
Whether it was an advertisement or a declaration of a certain idea, it was a very powerful voice channel.
Now, most of the resources were distributed, but the appearance of color printing and the exclusivity for a period of time was very likely to change this situation.
It was a pity that Meg only had a nuclear printer in his hands.
Although the printing speed should be able to keep up with the ambitions of the Hill, it was very difficult for him to explain how such a high-level thing was made.
He only provided a blueprint for the steam engine, and the Hill used his money to build a strong team of siege lions. Finally, they overcame many difficulties and created it.
But nuclear power … Even if he had a brain from Earth, it was not enough!
As for color printing, he had to sort out the knowledge in his mind and figure out how to make a printing machine that was not that exaggerated, but was still usable.
The Hill looked at Meg and said seriously, "I don't know if I'll be lucky enough to work with Mr. Meg again this time. I think with our familiar cooperation, we should be able to do this very well. "
"Actually, so far, this is just an immature idea. The output is only enough to produce a thousand picture books a day." Meg shook his head.
The Hill said thoughtfully, "Are you planning to do it yourself this time?"
"So far, yes." Meg nodded and said indifferently, "You also know that I don't have much ambition. In the beginning, I just wanted to let the children's works have color and let more people appreciate them."
"Freak! Shameless! Hetui! "The system complained.
The Hill was stunned. She opened her mouth slightly and looked at Meg in disbelief.
She did not expect that the purpose of solving this problem that had troubled the world for so many years was just to let the children's works have color when they were spread.
"He's really a good man." The Hill could not help but think in her heart. She felt that Meg's image in her heart had improved.
He could cook, he was wise, considerate, and cared about his family. He was indeed a good man, a good father.
Right, other than being the boss's wife, being his daughter seemed like a good idea too.
She had to call him father.
The Hill blushed and drove away the strange thoughts in her mind. She looked at Meg and said, "If that's the case, then I'll wait for Mr. Meg to make this technology more widely available before we work together. I hope you can think of me at that time. I'm willing to provide all of Mr. Meg's needs."
"Okay." Meg nodded.
In terms of wealth, no one could compare to The Hill.
Moreover, as a businessman, working with The Hill was more reassuring than working with a certain force or race.
As long as the distribution of benefits was reasonable enough, the cooperation would be very stable. There was no need to worry about the details.
The Hill took a sip of tea. The faint fragrance of chrysanthemum lingered in her mouth, refreshing and warm. Putting down the teacup, The Hill flipped her hair and pretended to be casual. "Mr. Meg has never mentioned anything about the boss's wife."
As soon as the words left her mouth, The Hill blushed. She glanced at Meg from the corner of her eyes and her heart began to beat wildly. How could she ask that?!
Meg was slightly stunned. He looked at The Hill with a slightly strange expression. Speaking of which, the relationship between them did not seem to have reached the level of discussing personal matters.
Moreover.
Why did she suddenly ask about the boss's wife?
Why was she blushing?
Could it be …
She wants to get my printing press for free?!
"The boss's wife is not too worried. I heard that the line has already stretched to the city gate." Meg smiled. He looked at The Hill with a slightly wary gaze. "Miss Hill, do you have someone in mind?"
It would be fine if she did. If not, then he would have to be careful.
Wuji's mother was right. Beautiful women were all liars.
The Hill blushed a little under Meg's stare.
But what did he mean by that question?
Everyone knew that she, The Hill Buffett, was as beautiful as a fairy. She was talented and beautiful. There was no man in Chaos City who was worthy of her, let alone a man who could catch her eye.
Of course, that was in the past.
Today, she suddenly felt that Meg was not bad either.
Although he was a little older than her, he looked more mature. He maintained his figure very well. She could vaguely see his straight figure under his shirt. His slender fingers were very beautiful. Even though he had just finished working in the kitchen, he did not seem to be greasy at all.
So, was he testing to see if there was a chance?
"Those who have me in mind can probably line up all the way to the city gate. It's a pity that I don't like anyone," The Hill said calmly.
Meg raised his eyebrows. He had met a kindred spirit.
He was already at the city gate, but she was already outside.
However, as the richest single woman in Chaos City, The Hill, who was rich, beautiful, and had a figure, was definitely the target of many men.
"Big Sister, I don't want to work hard anymore!"
Meg felt that if he shouted that out now, he might be on the path to living off a woman.
Of course, the biggest risk of this path was not in bed. It was that he might be killed by Irina halfway.
Besides, Meg did not think that this intelligent business tycoon would really be charmed by a chef like him. This kind of story only happened in children's fairy tales.
So, she wanted to get the printer for free.
"I refuse."
Meg blurted out.
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