Chapter 1181: What does Mr. McGonagall think?
"Princess Irina?" McGonagall was slightly stunned, then shook her head with a smile, "I don't know her." ”
"If it's not for Princess Irina, why does Mr. McGonagall care so much about the Night Elves?" Hill was still staring into McGonagall's eyes.
"I wonder if Miss Hill still has an impression of the waiters in my restaurant, Aisha, Shiryl, and Phyllis?" McGonagall asked rhetorically.
Cille thought for a moment and said, "What did Mr. McGonagall mean about those three elven waitress?" ”
"Yes." McGonagall nodded, "Ever since Princess Irina officially proclaimed the Night Elves in the City of Chaos, they've left the restaurant to join the Night Elves.
That's why I learned a little more about the elves and the Night Elves. As a boss who has worked with them, I want to give them some help. ”
"I didn't expect those three elf ladies to join the Night Elves." Hill was a little surprised, and looked at McGonagall with a little more understanding.
Mister McGonagall is indeed a somewhat mysterious person, but judging from the knowledge and contact during this time, it is indeed a benevolent person, and it is not incomprehensible that three employees who used to work in the restaurant would want to help the Night Elves.
"They are fighting for the freedom of the elves, and I am not in a position to stop them." McGonagall nodded.
"Fighting for freedom is indeed a very moving reason." Ciel nodded slightly, looked at McGonagall and said solemnly: "However, this is an internal war of the elves that intends to overthrow the rule of the Wind Forest over the elves, and any intervention by external forces may be regarded as an enemy by the Wind Forest."
Warren Buffett Money, which operates throughout the Nolan continent, has never been involved in any political events and focuses on business, so it has always been able to maintain a neutral and expanding posture.
I sympathize with the Night Elves, but I'm afraid I can't make any promises to Mr. McGonagall on this matter. ”
McGonagall and Ciel looked at each other for a few seconds, then retracted, slightly disappointed, "Looks like I'm embarrassing Miss Ciel." ”
"I hope Mr. McGonagall understands." Hill said apologetically.
"However, since Warren Buffett is not involved in any political events, what is the purpose of so actively promoting the passage of steam locomotives?" McGonagall raised her eyes to look at Ciel, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, "Warren Buffett's money is spread all over the Nolan continent, and it has built a huge financial empire based on convenient circulation, stable and reliable currency, and all of this is based on the premise of the stability and order of the Nolan continent.
Once a full-scale war breaks out, or a local war expands, causing widespread chaos, the monetary system will collapse first, and Warren Buffett's money will lose the cornerstone of stability, and the empire will naturally collapse.
Therefore, I believe that Warren Buffett's money should be the most hopeful on the Nolan continent that the continental pattern can continue to maintain its current state. Miss Hill, am I right? ”
Hill looked at McGonagall, who was obviously just an ordinary restaurateur, but her vision and gaze had surpassed that of many people standing at the top of the chaotic city, and she actually saw through the predicament of Buffett's money bank at a glance.
As McGonagall said, Warren Buffett's money seems to be prosperous, but in fact it is on the verge of life and death.
The outcome of the peace talks between the eight clans and one city more than a month later will determine the future of the Nolan continent, and at the same time, it will also determine whether the Buffett family's financial empire will continue to expand or collapse.
"Mr. McGonagall has a very unique vision, but the Buffett family has been in business for decades and is not so easy to destroy." Hill still said calmly.
McGonagall looked at Hill, and the corners of her mouth curled slightly: "If there is no Buffett Money, the Buffett family can only compete with characters like the Morton family and the Marquis family in the city of chaos, I don't think this is what Miss Hill wants." Even if he is the president of the Aden Chamber of Commerce, he is just a dispensable candy in Miss Hill's eyes, and she suddenly stretched out her hand with some interest. ”
"This guy ......" Ciel's eyes narrowed slightly, feeling as if she had been completely seen through, her goal was naturally not the city of chaos, the territory opened up by her father was no longer attractive to her, her goal was the wider world outside.
It's just a pity that she was born at the wrong time to take over the Buffett family, and the world will be in chaos.
But all this is seen so clearly by McGonagall, who is this man?
His amazing cooking skills and cross-generational inventions are enough to be called a genius, and the vision and insight he is now showing make her even more curious.
"What does Mr. McGonagall think?" Hill acquiesced to McGonagall's words and asked sincerely.
She was a little curious about McGonagall's purpose in saying this.
"I also hate war, I don't like the chaotic world, and I don't want the Nolan Continent to fall back into chaos due to the race war a hundred years ago." McGonagall looked at Hill and smiled, "At this point, Miss Hill and I are the same. ”
"The outcome of the peace talks is no longer something you and I can control, and I am not sure how much the steam locomotive can change the situation." Hill shook his head, a hint of loneliness in his eyes.
This strong woman, who is strong and shrewd in the eyes of outsiders, is also powerless.
"I want to do what I can about a world that could descend into chaos, but I need a strong alliance to protect more innocent people." McGonagall looked at Hill and held out her right hand.
Hill looked at McGonagall's outstretched hand, and then looked up at McGonagall, but did not stretch out his hand, and said seriously: "Before forming an alliance, I need to make sure that you are also a strong ally. ”
"A very wise answer." McGonagall withdrew her hand, pulled out a map of Nolan from her pocket, laid it flat on the table, and took out a pen.
"What is this?" Hill stood at the table, looking at the map with some bewilderment, it was a simple map, and only marked the approximate territorial boundaries of the various tribes.
"This is a simplified map of the Nolan continent, and based on some books I have read in my spare time over the past few years, I have sorted out the current situation in the Nolan continent." McGonagall picked up her pen and sketched on the almost blank map.
"Now the Nolan Continent is in the pattern of eight clans and one city, among which the dragon clan is the super strong clan, the strength is above all races, the dwarf race is the weakest, it is a neutral and conservative race, and the chaotic city is the most special, it is the product of the last race war peace agreement after the signing of the peace agreement, after a hundred years of development, the strength can already rank seventh among the major forces in the Nolan continent, stronger than the dwarf race and the goblin race."