A Stay-at-home Dad’s Restaurant In An Alternate World

"Boss Mag, this is my boss. He specially came to Chaos City today to talk to you."

Just as the lunch service was over and Mag was about to close the door, Garlan brought a very huge middle-aged man over.

Hector stretched out his hand with a smile. "Hello, Mr. Mag. I'm Hector."

"Hello." Mag reached out to shake his hand. After retracting his hand, he said, "There's nothing to talk about if Boss Hector is here to talk about the exclusive column, as I have already signed the contracts with the other magazine presses. This matter is already settled."

"Although it is a pity, I still respect Mr. Mag's decision." Hector nodded before saying, "But I'm not here today for that. Instead, I'm here to talk to Mr. Mag about the matter of color printing."

"Color printing?" Mag frowned. He didn't expect Hector to be the second person to come talk to him, all the way from Rodu, besides Scheer today.

"Your daughter is a drawing genius. She will definitely become a famous painter in the future." Hector took out the picture book that they had bought previously and smilingly said, "And, you, who have resolved the issues of color printing, will become a figure recorded in history."

"Oh, you're talking about that." Mag smiled before saying, "I'm afraid you have misunderstood. I have asked the Night Elves' printing factory to print the picture books for me. They are able to replicate it to such perfection. Their skills are indeed astonishing."

"Huh?"

Both Hector and Garlan were shocked. They looked at each other in befuddlement.

Perhaps, the color printing method wasn't created by Mr. Mag, but by the Night Elves instead?

This had completely exceeded their expectations.

If the other party was the Night Elves, then it would be more troublesome.

The Night Elves had become rather famous on the Norland Continent recently. Irina rebelled against the Wind Forest and set up the Night Elves. She even brought tens of thousands of the Night Elves to Chaos City.

However, they had never expected the Night Elves to set up a printing house after they got to Chaos City? And, they even resolved the problem of color printing?

Of course, if Mag had requested for the Night Elves to print the picture books, that meant this printing house would also accept other printing jobs. He could take the chance to work with the Night Elves first and seize the opportunity first.

However, they had just arrived and had no contact with the Night Elves at all. They didn't know how to get in contact with them either.

Irina was famous and with Alex as her backer, nobody dared to look down on the Night Elves now.

Hector looked up at Mag and his eyes lit up suddenly as he smilingly said, "Mr. Mag, can I bother you to introduce us to the Night Elves' personnel that are in charge of the color printing, please? Our 'Perfect Food' brand wants to upgrade. This is just a small token, please accept it."

Mag looked at the 100,000 copper coins banknote in Hector's hands, waved his hand and smilingly said, "There's no need to give me money. It's just an introduction. I'll bring you guys over, but you have to negotiate the deal yourself."

"Sure, sure, sure. Thank you so much." Hector was ecstatic and nodded repeatedly.

Mag got into their horse-drawn carriage and went straight to the textile factory at the north of the city.

He wanted to reject Hector right away, but on second thoughts, he decided to throw this hot potato to the Night Elves.

Color printing was indeed a very core technology. Its attractiveness was obvious when even Scheer was tempted and Hector came all to Chaos City.

He hated trouble and it would be really very troublesome if different people kept coming here to look for him every day and he had to reject every one of them.

Furthermore, some people would have evil thoughts when such a big interest was involved. That would be even more troublesome.

The Night Elves were a good scapegoat. After all, he also wanted to help them develop the printing business in the future and establish the first printing house on the Norland Continent that could undertake color printing.

Moreover, the Night Elves had Irina and Alex's support. Given Alex's fame as the savior of the Norland Continent, no one would dare to have ideas.

They had the core technology and powerful backers. They were obviously a powerful party.

Speaking of which, he was still borrowing his own reputation, so he felt no guilt at all for making them the scapegoat.

The Night Elves were his people, so it was easy to create a lie.

Hector sat across from Mag and gingerly asked, "Mr. Mag, is there anything we should be aware of in regards to the Night Elves? Was it smooth when you negotiated your deal with them?"

Mag saw the sweat on Hector's nose and he could see how nervous Hector was now. He couldn't help feeling amused, but he still said with a calm expression, "It was quite smooth when I approached them. We signed a contract just after I made a simple request. I wonder if it's because of my face?"

Hector's face twitched, but he still smilingly said, "Mr. Mag's handsome face is indeed a plus point."

"I thought so too." Mag nodded.

"…" Hector.

Although he felt rather speechless inwardly about Mag's nassicism, Hector began to feel more confident.

This meant that the Night Elves' printing house should have sufficient capacity and they didn't have any good long-term customers.

A customer like Mag, who simply wanted to print picture books for his daughter, was not stable. Meanwhile, their 'Perfect Food' had hundreds of thousands of claimed circulation every month. It was a huge business as long as they could agree on it.

The horse-drawn carriage stopped at the textile factory's gates. Mag got out and said to Hector, "Please wait here while I go get someone for you."

Hector quickly cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Mr. Mag."

Mag waved his hand and strode to the textile factory. The elves at the gates even greeted Mag with familiarity.

"Seems like Mr. Mag is indeed a regular here." Hector put down the curtains and felt more relieved.

Mag went into the textile factory and went straight for Irina's office.

Irina was in the midst of listening to Ashley's report on the slimming drug. After she heard the report, she said to Ashley, "The effect is ample, but we still have to test if it will be popular. Make a batch first and ask a group of intentional customers to test it out before we refine and improve it."ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ novelenglish.net . Firᴇ.nᴇt

"Certainly." Ashley took the vial of medicine on the table and left.

"Hello, Mr. Mag." Ashley greeted Mag, who was standing at the door.

"Hello, Miss Ashley." Mag nodded slightly. His gaze landed on the blue medicinal vial in her hands and he smilingly said, "Is this the slimming drug that you guys spoke about previously?"

"Yes. This is the finished product." Ashley nodded.

"May I take a look at it?" Mag asked curiously.

Ashley passed the medicinal vial to Mag immediately.

Mag pulled open the cork and smelled it. It had an intense fragrance of grass. It wasn't pungent, but neither was it appetizing, either.