"Drake?" Doug asked.

He tightened his clothes and strode towards the door of the printing and dyeing factory.

Sticky snowflakes that are not too cold, fall on the ground and are crushed by the mixing ruts of human feet, and become sticky and slippery for you.

Nathan, who was trotting ahead of Doug, was covered in mud on the back of his trouser legs.

When they got to the door, Drake was there.

There were three people at the door, except for Drake, the remaining two were Allen, who acted as Doug's bodyguard, and a strange man.

This strange man, although dressed in dark clothes, seemed to be a calm person. But inadvertently revealing a pocket watch full of gems in his arms still made him a little exposed.

Judging people by their appearance, although it may seem like a derogatory term, most of the time it will not be wrong.

The essence of man is the sum total of all social relations.

A person's clothing and appearance not only show his taste, but also show the genes inherited from his parents and grandparents. It also represents a person's job, occupation, class, and so on.

A person with calluses on his hands is most likely a low-level person.

So when Doug was a little tramp, even his mind was full of information that was ahead of his time. But he still had to use his hard-earned first money to buy the best clothes he could buy.

is like the person in front of him who seems simple, but uses a pocket watch to reveal his identity......

Doug mentally judged his intentions.

"Hey, Brother Doug!" Drake saw Doug and immediately came over and gave Doug a bear hug.

Doug also patted Drake on the back and said, "Brother Drake!"

When the two separated, Doug sighed realistically, "Suddenly the weather is cold," and then continued, "Who is this gentleman?"

"This is Mr. Carlton, Mr. Carlton, who is in the dye trade. The second time Drake repeated the names of the people around him, he said what he was in.

"Dyes? Dye is big business! Whether it's the paint on the wall, or the products in my printing and dyeing factory, or even the clothes that each of us wears, which one doesn't need dye?

Mr. Carlton's clothes are so tasteful, he must be a dye tycoon!

It's been a pleasure to meet you!"

Doug said with a pompous expression.

The first time he heard "Carlton", he didn't react, but the second time it was different.

The main competitor of the Clayden Printing and Dyeing Factory is now a company called Mitos.

Doug knew both of the founders of the Mitos Manufacturing Company, one of whom was Gilbert, a founder who was a student of Yale Medical School and whose middle name was "Carlton".

Think about it again, when Doug's printing and dyeing factory first opened, Gilbert's gift to Doug was twenty barrels of dye, plus the later dye closure, everything can be explained.

"I'm not a dye tycoon, I don't produce dyes, I only make a small contribution to the transportation of dyes. Carlton said modestly.

Instead of answering, Doug turned around and said, "It's terrible outside, let's go to my office and talk." Help me light the fireplace in my office!"

"Yes!"

Nathan's trot turned into a trot, and the mud was flung from his trouser leg to the back of his head.

Doug looked at the spots behind him and inexplicably thought of "101 Loyal Dogs". He shook his head slightly, this attentive guy, if he is really a loyal dog, maybe it would be really good.

While Doug was leading the way, he asked seemingly nonchalantly, "Is Gilbert's company okay?"

"Ji ......" Carlton had just uttered a sound, and suddenly swallowed back the rest of the words, as if he hadn't said anything just now, and continued to follow Doug.

Drake looked at the interior of the printing and dyeing factory in circles as if he hadn't noticed this scene, like a curious baby.

"That's where Monopoly is produced. As he walked to the first floor of the workshop, Doug introduced.

He doesn't mind letting people see all these things that make people see.

Any tangible and intangible technology, once it is explored by someone, no matter how it is organized, will inevitably spread in the end.

For example, the Nuclear Non-Proliferation Treaty (NPT) has been endorsed by any nuclear power.

The current "Monopoly" production workshop, in Doug's own words, is mediocre.

If someone comes here to take a look twice, they will carry it all over. After the production line on Doug's side is upgraded to a steam-powered assembly line, just wait for the loss.

Got to Doug's office on the second floor.

Nathan, the Dalmatian who went first, has already lit the fireplace.

Logs, not thick or thin, burned quietly in the fire.

"Just sit here. Doug said.

When he wanted to pour water for the four guests, he saw that there were only three cups with lids on the table, and he was slightly stunned for a moment, and said with some embarrassment, "I don't know where the lid of the cup went." ”

Doug poured the hot water from the kettle and asked Carlton, "May I ask you to find me through Drake, what is the matter?"

Carlton smiled very reservedly, "I believe Mr. Doug must know that most of the dyes on the market are natural dyes." Whether it's our clothes, or your factory. If natural dyes are used, they come from all over the world.

From the plantations where dye crops are grown, it travels all the way to us.

A few years ago in Europe, there were chemists who synthesized artificial dyes.

This purple artificial dye is even more favored by the Queen of England.

There is no longer a need for a huge plantation, just a small factory to produce dyes continuously.

Even, if possible, you can set up a factory directly where the dye is needed, saving a lot of transportation costs.

It's just that the arrogant British company has no intention of setting up a factory in our United States at all.

However, I've heard that you seem to have prepared a synthetic dye.

Excuse me, can I get the exclusive rights to distribute your dyes?"

Carlton went around in a big circle, finally getting back to the topic he had to say.

When Doug saw Carlton going around in circles, he always remembered the rumor that he heard when he was a kid that "white people don't go around in circles."

Now it seems that white people will still go around in circles.

There are some people who think that white people don't go around in circles, but they just don't think it's necessary for these people.

If humans train monkeys in the circus, and don't give direct orders, do they still have the theory of evolution with the monkeys?

"Exclusivity?" Doug asked rhetorically.

Although in his opinion, there will be no desire for a middleman who eats the upper house and the next family to be shot in line, but he still said, "Tell me about your conditions." ”