Chapter 66 The product is about to be launched

As the New Year approaches day by day, the market time of Luye home appliances has also entered the countdown. On the day before the New Year, Duchamp stood in front of the Ryan Ford General Store in front of the central square in Rure, looking happily at the huge glass window where the advertisement of green leaf appliances had been pasted: "Green leaves - make life easier." ”

Serta was on the side and asked Duchamp incomprehensibly: "Why is it called a household appliance?" Since it is a household power guide, it should be called a home guide. ”

Duchamp said that he was full of nonsense in order to listen to it better: "Since the concept of emphasizing is more convenient, then in order to reflect the characteristics of convenience, it is described with electricity, which shows that the efficiency of our products is as fast as lightning." Sounds more imposing than a home guide. ”

Serta nodded and said, "That's a good analogy." ”

Emma held a stack of brochures and trotted over to report: "The product brochure has been printed. ”

Serta picked up the booklet and flipped through it a few times. The first few pages of the booklet are instructions for the use of the product, and the back is actually half a cookbook "Du's Home Cooking".

Serta flipped through the past and saw that the first page of the recipe read: Sir Duchamp's Secret Recipe. Flipping back, most of these dishes are unheard of.

Duchamp excitedly introduced the requirements of the makeshift kitchen to the workers, and prepared to do a big job. The factory had already sent a few samples to try it out, and Goode was sent to the factory by Duchamp to participate in the quality inspection. Duchamp's requirement is that while the current production is not much, each unit will be inspected for actual operation, at least during the market period, there will be no quality problems.

A total of five temporary kitchens have been set up in the square, four of which will have an unlimited supply of cooking materials for cooking competitions, and the fifth kitchen will be prepared by Sir Duchamp, the author of "To's Home Cooking", and the dishes will be prepared and given to the audience to taste.

Advertisements for cooking competitions were posted all over the city, especially the valuable prizes, which drove housewives all over the city crazy.

The only thing that is unsatisfactory is that the weather is very faceless, and the snow is constantly falling. I don't know if tomorrow will be better.

Duchamp reviewed the opening process again and asked Serta: "What do you think is missing?" Do we need to hire a lion team to play around, or a military band to play the blows? ”

Serta had another idea: "It's better to hire a vaudeville, which is cheap and appeals to children." Then he said to Lisa, "Lisa, write it down quickly, and go find a juggler who has been performing in the square during the opening of the store to attract children." ”

Duchamp asked Goethe: "What do you think?" ”

"I think it's still lively."

Duchamp turned around and listened to a bad joke, which he had heard a lot of in the past few days.

Since Goethe came, he could not find his own position, except for teaching Gude two hours a day in the art of fighting, he has been following Duchamp, stealing the scriptures from his students, and telling some inappropriate jokes from time to time. What made Duchamp even more annoyed was that since he kindly bought him a formal suit, the relationship between Goethe and Emma and several other female staff members had obviously improved, and many female staff members secretly sent him autumn waves. Duchamp, who stood in front of Goethe, was half a head shorter, and his complexion showed an unhealthy paleness, and sometimes it was really impossible to distinguish who was the boss and who was the follower.

"Hmph, every morning bare-chested attracts female staff who come early." Duchamp complained indignantly.

A sedan with the bull's coat of arms pulled up on the side of the road, and an old gentleman stepped out of the car.

"Ah, Father, why are you here?" Serta pulled her hand out of her mink sleeve and sprinted through the snow to meet it.

This was the first time Duchamp saw Serta's mother's family. The gentleman was in his early fifties, and wore a velvet coat, in which the formal dress was meticulous, and the collar, neckline, and cuffs were all carefully ironed, with an aristocratic style.

He walked over from the side of the road, while looking around, he said with relief: "It's almost ready, I originally thought that Celta you were joking, but I didn't expect it to be decent, I heard the director of the factory praise your products several times, saying that the design is very advanced and practical." ”

With a smile on her face, Serta politely introduced, "Father, this is my partner, Stellar S. Duchamp, whose family is Sir Knights from Gatapunia. Styry, this is what I mentioned to you, my father, Lemmon, and we owe it to him that our project was able to get off the ground. ”

Mr. Lemmon smiled and said, "Sir Northland's Honourable Sir is worthy of admiration. I didn't expect to be so young, I was really young and promising. With that, he turned his face to Goethe to the side and waited for Serta to continue his introduction.

Serta was embarrassed, and couldn't say that this well-dressed guy was just a bodyguard.

Duchamp glanced at Goethe, who straightened his back and kept the aristocratic etiquette meticulously, as if he was a high-class dog, and cursed in his heart, but he could only find some beautiful words for him: "This is Goethe, the young owner of the magic jewelry brand 'Patek Philippe' in Gatapunia, and their magic jewelry will hold a large-scale auction in the imperial capital after the New Year." ”

Duchamp said that the auction of magic jewelry is not a lie, when Baron Teresa came the last time, he brought hundreds of magic crystals with him, all of which were tested by Duchamp in the laboratory (guide workbench), and issued the test results and inlay design plan, which were brought back to Pvennis by Baron Teresa and processed according to the drawing, and it is expected to be listed in the imperial capital in February and March.

Mr. Lemmon listened, and said, "In Lower Lemon Rogner, he is the industrial consultant of the city, and the director of the Zaxon mines, helping the royal to run the mining business. After speaking, he took off his hat and bowed slightly to the two: "Thank you two for taking care of the little girl." ”

When Duchamp heard 'Zaxon Mining', he was immediately in awe. It was the company that directly managed the Zaxon mine north of Rure, which was the largest black iron mine in the empire, and the origin of Rulei's name as the 'Black Silver Steel Capital'. Seeing that Mr. Lemmon actually took off his hat and saluted, he hurriedly bent down to return the salute, and secretly speculated in his heart that it seemed that Celta's daughter was still quite favored in her father's heart.

Mr. Lemmon walked around the square and immediately saw the shortcomings: "If the New Year is still so cold, the festive atmosphere of Lulei will inevitably be affected, I will go back and arrange some temporary addition of some large conductive heating lamps around the area, which will not only increase the festive atmosphere, but also dispel the cold." "I inspected it and went away satisfied.

Duchamp approached Goethe and asked quietly, "Where did you learn your aristocratic manners?" ”

Goethe snorted: "From the age of five, I hired a special etiquette teacher, and I studied diligently every day until I was seven years old. ”

Duchamp slipped away in shame.

In the afternoon, several large trucks came, and with a sigh they removed the large guiding lights promised by Monsieur Lemmon, and placed them in the square, a hundred of them. As soon as the switch was turned on, the light was shining, and the heat was suddenly emitted, not to mention that the light snow could not fall at all, and even the snow on the square gradually melted. Duchamp watched, dumbfounded, and the last trace of worry about the New Year was gone.