Chapter 1154: Isolated helpless cave

A pot of black tea was cooked on a small stove, and the warm winter sun fell. McGonagall leaned back in the wooden chair and watched Rodriguez smile and asked: "What Miss Cloria wants to say to me? ?"
"This is the case. Because of the family, I am now also a member of the Aden Chamber of Commerce, but my grandfather suddenly asked me two days ago, saying that my uncle Cyril wanted to remove me at the end of the year. Contact a lot of directors.
Although I don't care about this so-called director status, my grandfather said that if I can't keep my position as a member of my own ability, then I will be eliminated from the list of candidates. And if I can stay, the part of the family business that was allocated to me before will be turned into my permanent property.
You said, what should I do? "Gloria looked at McGonagall and said helplessly."
"This is really a giant series." McGonagall said in his heart that although he was a great man in his previous life, because he was the only child, there was no such thing as a drama.
Because of the Aden Chamber of Commerce, in addition to Colora, McGonagall did not like the Molton family. The strong president, Liu Adou Cyril, who could not afford it, was not a good thing in his opinion. .
At the beginning, he made a ambition to subvert the Aden Chamber of Commerce and reset those who are not equal.
Ms. Hill is a he invested in this game, and gradually revealing his commercial talents, Miss Cloria, who began to madly test the Molton family inheritance, is his second-hand preparation.
Of course, when he decided to help Gloria, he didn't think so complicated, just as a little help to a friend, when he was an angel investor.
Now indigo apparel is developing rapidly, and the production line is becoming more and more perfect under the advice of McGonagall. From inefficient personal work to efficient division of labor and evolution of the assembly line, productivity has also increased, and a wide land has been acquired in the north of the city. , ready to build a new garment factory.
Gloria’s talent and judgment in business operations made McGonagall very appreciative, but it was a bit immature in dealing with some daily affairs.
"From the perspective of your grandfather's attitude change, there should be some changes in the heirs. If you can complete this task, you may be able to compete with your uncle in the same position."
However, since he dared to directly clarify this matter with your grandfather, he must have contacted many directors who can vote, and his identity as the sole successor of the Malton family has existed for many years. There should be more people who think he will become Mo. The successor of the family.
Therefore, it is no longer meaningful to start lobbying for the directors of the Morton family. Your grandfather may be able to influence some directors and let them stand in a fair position. But in just a few days, you can't come up with the performance that convinced those directors. Meg analyzed.
"What should I do then?" Gloria stared at McGonagall. It was because of this that she felt that nothing could be done. In desperation, she came to see McGonagall.
"You may be able to visit Miss Hill, the four major families of the Aden Chamber of Commerce. In addition to the Morton family, the strongest is the Buffett family. If she can stand on your side, the result may be different. "Meg Dao.
"Miss Hill?" Gloria gave a slight glimpse and shook her head. "Miss Hill is not very good with my grandfather because of the election of the president. She will definitely not stand on my side."
"If you don't try it, how do you know if you can't?" McGonagall poured a cup of black tea in front of Colora, smiling.
Gloria looked at Magna with an encouraging look, silenced for a moment, and nodded hard. "Well, I have to try it, even if it fails, at least try it first."
After drinking a cup of black tea, Gloria left and left.
McGonagall had a cup of tea on his own, and he was not sleepy. He took out the tea set and went out on a bicycle. He had no news of the elves in two days.
"It seems that the situation of the night elves is not very good. I don't know if they are going well." McGond, who came out of the alley and changed back to his clothes, frowned.
Just after spending a lot of gold coins for the latest news, the forest of wind has surrounded the cave where the night elves are located. The offensive and defensive battles of the caves have been played for several rounds. Although the night elves have topographical advantages, the strength of the wind forest With a larger number of strong players, it is now relying on Irina's strong personal strength to support the last line of defense of the night elves.
Although the goblin loaned the cave to the night elves, it did not intervene in the meaning of this war, and did not give the night elves any help from beginning to end.
At this time, the caves have been like an isolated island. The forces of the parties basically determined that the rebellion will soon be quelled. Even with the guidance of Irina, the strength of the night elves is still too weak to shake the forest of the wind. rule.
"You must find a way to give Irina more help." McGonagall, riding on a bicycle, returned to the blacksmith shop next door, entered the blacksmith shop, and the sound of iron was heard from behind.
"Mai Boss, how come you?" McGonagall just walked to the door of the forge room, and White looked up at him and saw some accidents.
"About the artillery, I recently thought of something, so I want to talk to you." McGonagall smiled.
Ink white heard the words bright, put the hammer in the hand aside, smiled and said: "Well, then we talk outside, I just have some doubts and want to ask you."
"According to Mr. McGonagall's previous suggestion, I made an artillery, but for some reason, the shells often exploded inside the barrel, causing damage to the barrel, not being able to be fired, nor causing damage. And the power of the shell was The finite volume can no longer be increased. I have estimated that a shell can explode at a close distance and can only cause a fatal threat to Warcraft of level three or so." Ink white opened a drawing and frowned.
McGonagall looked at the drawings and asked: "Where is the barrel?"
"In the workshop outside the city, because I was worried about the dangers during the test, I built a workshop on a plain about ten miles from the city of chaos." Ink answered.
"If it's convenient, take me to the afternoon. The artillery has a high demand for the barrel. The reason for the bombing can only be found after seeing it. I also have some ideas about how to improve the power of the shell, but I will see it. Let's talk about the artillery." McGonagall looked at the white road.
"Well, I will bring the owner of the wheat in the afternoon." Ink white nodded quickly.