Chapter 1462: Are you always lost when you go back to your home?

Morton Manor, in the study.
After sitting at the desk, Jeffrey looked at the song in front of him. "From today, the fabrics of the Morton family will be managed by you, indigo and those you build yourself." Manufacturers, not to be part of the family business, belong to you personally. All the companies that you set up and expand yourself are included in your personal property."
"Thank you." Gloria's face showed a happy smile, although these things were all promised by Jeffrey, but after she was sure, she still got some excitement.
This means that she officially became the manager of the Morton family, even though the related industries in the cloth are no longer a strong industry of the Morton family, but their family started out in this area, still in the cloth industry of the chaotic city. Some have the right to speak.
"This is what you have to work your own. You don't need to thank me." Jeffrey said flatly, his eyes flashed a bit of relief, and then said: "The Morton family's fabric industry has gradually declined over the past few years and is losing money. The Los Angeles Empire occupies a large number of markets with low-cost fabrics. You need to integrate complex channels, streamline the supply chain, and let it survive. I will give you three months if you have no way to make it. Stop the loss, I will completely shut down all the related industries."

What if I did it?
Corolla asked.
Jeffrey looked at Gloria with no fearful eyes, a little silence, and then said: "That belongs to you, just like indigo."
"I will work hard." Gloria nodded seriously, her eyes filled with enthusiasm, and soon she left.
"This Nizi and his father are really like, they all have a lot of strength, but that is her willingness to do business, and Lance only wants to teach children." Jeffrey’s eyes only lasted for a long time. The door was retracted and a self-deprecating smile appeared on his face. "It seems that I may become the next Ian. This old man is mostly thinking about how to mock me."
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"Mars, I am going to Buffett Manor, I need to thank Ms. Hill in person." Gloria came out of the study, and Mars, standing at the door, told me.
"Good lady." Mars smiled and nodded. While walking, he opened the folder in his hand and said, "Last night, there were a total of 85 members registered on my side to donate. The total amount of donations is: 13.2 million copper coins, of which 8.2 million copper coins have been received."
Gloria stopped and thought for a moment: "After we met Miss Hill, we went to the chaotic school and handed the money to Luna. If we hurry, maybe next year. Before starting school, you can build another school building to allow more children to enter school."
"Good lady." Mars nodded and asked: "I need to go to the Mimi restaurant for lunch at noon today?"
"Although I really want to eat the bean curd brain that Mr. McGonagall does, the time it takes to queue up is too long. We will wait until the end of business hours. I have something to discuss with Mr. McGonagall." Smiled.
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"There is something to announce to everyone that I have received an invitation from the Faq tribe to let our restaurant go to the Fak tribe and be responsible for the dinner of the coronation ceremony." At lunchtime, McGonagall announced the news.
Yabei Mia’s eyes are bright:
Too good, are we not going to the Faq tribe? So we have a legal identity and appear directly at the banquet.

Everyone is also looking happy.
"You also have a relationship with the Fak tribe?" Camilla looked suspiciously at McGonagall.
"What's the relationship, but the reputation is out, the tree is big." McGonagall sighed and looked at himself.
"You all have a legitimate identity, then what do I do?" Connie was a little worried.
"I said, it is your home. You are not going to get lost when you go back to home?" McGonagall looked at Connie somewhat silently. "And, are you not sneaking during this time? Even Bastig prison Anyone who can come and go, is it difficult to sneak into your own home?"
Everyone also looked at Connie with a smile.
"Amount... I am, just in case." Connie's face was red, a little embarrassed: "If I am lost, you can come to save me."
"The agreed time is five days after departure. Let's prepare early, because it may face a more dangerous situation, so Fei Lisi, Anna, Jane, and Rena will not go with everyone." McGonagall continued.
"I... I think I can, otherwise no one can help you cut vegetables." Felice raised her hand and whispered.
Meg smiled and shook his head: "You need to stay and be responsible for coordinating the night elf's eating problem. If you take it away, the canteen can't work."
"The specific plan, I will draw up these days, our goal is to save Connie's brother, while overthrowing the monarchy, let the Fak tribe return to orthodox rule." McGonagall then looked at the crowd.
Camilla screamed: "I agree with the rescue of her brother, but do you think that we can really overthrow the creator? The Fak tribe as the second tribe of the orc family is not weak."
"That's great, I'm still worried that it's too weak, it doesn't make sense to fight." Irina picked up a piece of shiitake mushroom and paused a little. "Gai Li will give it to me."
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"Mr. McGon, are you ready to go out?"
At the end of the noon business, McGonagall pushed the bicycle out and was preparing to go to the mercenary union. The voice of Gloria rang from behind.
"Gloria, are you looking for something?" McGonagall turned to look at the song from the carriage, and asked with a smile.
"Yes, about Indigo and I personally, I want to talk to you and listen to your opinions." Gloria came forward and nodded slightly.
"Well, let's come in." McGregor thought about it, parked his bicycle and opened the door to signal her to the restaurant.
"I won't delay you going out?" Gloria was a little worried.
"It doesn't matter, I don't have anything important to do when I go out." McGonagall shook his head with a smile.
A pot of black tea, the warm mist slowly rises.
"Congratulations, I won the vote yesterday." McGonagall poured a cup of tea to Gloria, gently placed it in front of her, smiling.
"Thank you." Gloriaya gently held the cup with her hand, and she didn't know if the store was too warm or otherwise, and she had a blush.
The atmosphere was a bit embarrassing, and McGonagall provoked the topic: "Is there any problem with the indigo?"

The new equipment will be on the market soon, perhaps because the beautiful ladies in the Mai Mi restaurant have brought good promotional effects to the new products in advance. The first batch of down jackets that have not yet been listed have all been booked, and the factory is stepping up to make the second. Batch down jackets may need to expand several lines. Moreover, some customers have reported that the price of indigo clothes is too high, and it is not very friendly to ordinary consumers. Do you think I need to cut the price?
Gloria looked at McGonagall. Road.