Chapter 1463 - You Wouldn't Lose Your Way Home, Right?

In the study room of the Moreton Manor.

Jeffree sat behind the table as he looked at Gloria standing in front of him, saying, “From today onwards, you will be in charge of all the textile-related assets under the Moreton Family. As for Blue Suede and the factories that you’ve been building up on your own, they don’t have to be listed among the family’s assets. You can have sole ownership over them, that goes for all assets that you’ve set up on your own.”

“Thank you.” Gloria smiled happily. Although Jeffree did promise her all this before, she still felt excited after it was actually realized.

This meant that she would officially become the one running the Moreton Family. Even though textiles weren’t the Moreton Family’s strongest assets, the Moreton Family started off from textiles, and thus they had a say within Chaos City’s textile industry.

“You earned it through your hard work. You don’t have to thank me,” Jeffree said calmly. He gladly continued, “The Moreton Family’s textile assets have been on the decline these few years, and we have been making a loss all this while. The Roth Empire made use of their low prices to dominate the market. What you need to do moving forward is to organize everything, and make the supply chain more concise so that our textile assets can continue surviving. I will give you three months to do this. If you cannot stop the loss, I will shut down all the textile-related assets.”

“What if I do it?” Gloria asked.

Jeffree looked into Gloria’s eyes and saw fearlessness. He fell silent for a while before saying, “Then they will all belong to you. Just like Blue Suede.”

“I will work hard.” Gloria nodded seriously, her eyes filled with determination. She quickly bade her farewell and left.

“This lass really resembles her father. They are both full of grit. However, she was willing to put this grit into business, while Lance only wanted to raise and teach his child.” Jeffree looked at her for a very long time before letting out a self-mocking smile. “It seems like I might have become another Ian. This old man is probably thinking of ways to mock me.”

***

“Mars, I want to go to Buffett Manor to thank Miss Scheer personally,” Gloria instructed Mars, who was standing outside the study room.

“Yes.” Mars nodded with a smile. As he walked, he flipped open the file in his hands, and reported, “There are a total of 85 members who have registered to donate. The total promised amount is 13,200,000 copper coins, and we’ve already received 8,200,000 copper coins.”

Gloria paused in her steps. After thinking for a while, she said, “Then after we meet Miss Scheer later, we’ll go to Chaos School to pass Teacher Luna the money. If we’re quick, we might be able to build another school building before the next academic year so more children can be admitted.”

“Yes.” Mars nodded. Following that, he asked, “Do we need to go to Mamy Restaurant this afternoon?”

“Although I am craving for Mr. Mag’s tofu pudding, the time needed to line up is too long. Let’s go after operating hours. I have some things to discuss with Mr. Mag,” Gloria said with a smile.

***

“I have something to announce to everyone. I have already received the Falk Tribe’s invitation for us to go over. We will be in charge of Gary’s conferring ceremony banquet,” Mag announced during lunch.

Miya’s eyes lit up as she said, “That’s great, weren’t we still troubled over how we should go over? This way, we can just appear at the banquet rightfully.”

Everyone was overjoyed as well.

“You have contacts at the Falk Tribe as well?” Camilla looked at Mag suspiciously.

“I don’t. I just have a very high reputation. That’s all.” Mag sighed, looking as though he was not enjoying it at all.

“All of you can go in now, what about me?” Connie said worriedly.

“Say, that’s your house. You wouldn’t lose your way home, right?” Mag looked at Connie speechlessly. “Besides, haven’t you been learning about infiltration for the past while? You could even enter and exit Bastie Prison easily, what’s so difficult about sneaking back home?”

Everyone looked at Connie with a smile.

“Er… just in case.” Connie blushed. Embarrassed, she said, “If I get lost, you guys have to save me.”

“We’re set to leave five days later. Everyone, do make the necessary preparations. Because we might face some dangerous situations, Firis, Anna, Jane, and Rena will not be coming along with us,” Mag continued.

Firis raised her hand, and softly said, “I… I think I can do it. Otherwise, no one would be there to help you cut the vegetables.”

Mag shook his head and smiled. “You need to stay here and be in charge of the Night Elves’ food. If I brought you along, the canteen wouldn’t be able to operate.

“I will draft the concrete plan within these several days. Our aim is to save Connie’s brother, and at the same time overthrow the murderer Gary so that the Falk Tribe can regain its legitimate ruler,” Mag went on.

“I agree with saving her brother, but do you think the few of us can really overthrow Gary? The Falk Tribe is the second-biggest orc tribe. It’s not weak at all,” Camilla said with a frown.

“That’s great. I was still worried that it would be no fun because they’re too weak.” Irina picked a mushroom, paused, and said, “Leave Gary to me.”

***

“Mr. Mag, are you going out?”

After the afternoon operating hours, Mag pushed his bicycle out, getting ready to go to the mercenary union, when Gloria’s voice sounded from behind.

“Gloria, is anything the matter?” Mag asked with a smile as he turned to look at Gloria, who was getting off a horse-drawn carriage.

Gloria walked over, nodded, and said, “Yes. It’s regarding Blue Suede, and I also have some personal things I wish to discuss and hear your opinion on.”

“Sure. Come on in.” Mag thought for a while, and parked his bicycle at the side. He opened the restaurant door, and motioned for her to enter.

“Am I interrupting your business?” Gloria asked worriedly.

“It’s alright. It’s nothing important.” Mag shook his head with a smile.

As the pot of black tea was brewed, steam rose slowly.

“Congratulations. I heard that you’ve won the majority votes yesterday,” Mag said as he poured a cup of tea for Gloria, and placed it in front of her.

“Thank you.” Gloria touched the cup gently. Her face flushed a little red, perhaps because it was too warm in the restaurant, or maybe for some other reason.

The atmosphere started to get ambiguous, so Mag started the conversation. “Is there any problem with Blue Suede?”

“The new product is going to be released soon, and preorder for the first batch of down jackets was completely sold before it was even released. The beautiful ladies in Mamy Restaurant wearing them might have brought about a really positive advertising effect. The factory is now rushing out the second batch of down jackets, and we might have to expand some assembly lines. Also, some customers have fed back that Blue Suede’s clothing is priced too high, and that’s not very consumer-friendly for normal people. Do you think there’s a need to lower the price?” Gloria asked Mag.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om