My Prime Minister is so cute

"What's the matter, Mr. Macon?"

Bird calmly asked, "Are you feeling unwell? You came in such a hurry without even knocking. Do you need sick leave to rest for a few months?"

"No, I'm much better now."

McCann was shocked and immediately declared, "No need for vacation, really!"

"If you weren't sick, why would you forget to knock on the door?"

Bird asked in return, "As Her Majesty's civil servant, you wouldn't forget even such a small matter, would you?"

"Sorry, the news is just too shocking." McCann immediately apologized sincerely, "But I have a piece of news here. It comes from Central City. It's an inquiry from the Prime Minister!"

"A query from the Prime Minister?"

Bird frowned and thought, could it be for Phoebe?

That's not right. Logically speaking, Prime Minister Nora has the intelligence, so she shouldn't be unaware of where her daughter has gone. If she wanted to contact me, she would have done so long ago... Besides, even if it was for the secretary, she couldn't have gone through the government procedures to inquire. She should have sent someone to communicate privately.

Thinking in his mind, he took the document handed to him by McKen.

Read it carefully.

Bird immediately breathed a sigh of relief...it turned out to be because of the Bright Plan.

Prime Minister Nora seemed very interested in the "electric light" and asked questions about the price and performance, and seemed to have the intention to buy it.

It seems that he still underestimated the importance of light to the people in this world. He originally thought that the most he could do was to let the Forks District form a circle around it, but he didn't expect that even Central City, which had already installed street lights, was alarmed and came to inquire about the detailed data of this light, and seemed to have the intention to buy it.

That's right. After all, the magic lamp is not invincible. The mineral used as the wick is also a consumable. It costs a lot of money to replace it if it breaks. It's better to just replace the light bulb in one step.

In comparison, the price of the carbon rod used in electric lamps cannot be said to be sky-high, but it can only be said to be everywhere on the ground.

And if we can really convince Prime Minister Nora to negotiate this electric light business and gradually replace all the thousands of magic lamps in the capital with electric lights... well, the price of 3000 yuan per street lamp is definitely unrealistic, and Prime Minister Nora is definitely not as easy to fool as the district chief.

But even if it is sold at a normal price, it will still be a huge income.

Moreover, if the street lamps produced by the Nader Institute and printed with the Nader family logo were erected on the streets of the capital and seen by every passerby, it would not only enhance the influence of the Nader family, but also enhance the influence of the institute, and Sophia could also gain some daily experience.

[Current Position: Butler of the Nader Family (Influence: Weak), Chief Secretary of the Pan-Magic Movement Party (Influence: Low), Chief Personal Secretary to the Mayor of Fox District (Influence: Low), Exclusive Assistant to the Nader Research Institute (Influence:?)]

What is the current influence of the institute?

It is also something between having and not having, just like the district chief's breasts. It would be good if it could be improved even a little bit.

Bird was thinking about the plan in his mind.

Just a while ago, Sarah also told him that a university in Central City invited him to give a speech. Originally, he thought that going back and forth was a waste of time and would not be very effective, so it would be better to wait for the influence of "Rural Teachers" to develop for a while before making a decision.

If we can get this deal done, maybe we can solve the problem together this time.

Chapter 127 Your Bonus

After confirming the itinerary, Bird went to inform Sophia and Sarah.

Sophia is still staying in the research institute today.

Wearing a work suit and the standard magic robe with automatic protection that is standard for the Magic Association and is waterproof, fireproof, corrosion-resistant, and explosion-resistant, the magician lady was enthusiastically soldering circuits in front of the laboratory table. Electric lights flashed in her hands, and a few sparks splashed to the side from time to time.

Bird couldn't help but twitch his lips at this scene, and subconsciously took several steps away.

Cherish life and stay away from magicians at work.

"Hey, Bird, you're here?"

Noticing Bird, Sophia finally stopped the dangerous work of soldering the circuit, took off her gloves and walked over happily, took out a thick envelope from the pocket of her magic robe, and stuffed it into Bird's palm with a smile.

"Here, I give it to you," she said.

Bird: “???”

"What is this?" He looked confused.

Bird was no stranger to wrapping envelopes, but he didn't understand why Sophia wrapped an envelope for him.

Is he trying to take advantage of me?

"It's this month's bonus," Sophia said happily. "As my personal researcher, you'll naturally get a share of any profits the institute makes."

According to the regulations of the Nader Institute, the patents developed by researchers belong to the institute, but researchers can receive dividends, which is 10% of the net profit after deducting costs, so Sophia naturally received a lot of dividends from this Bright Plan.

However, as Bird was only a nominal researcher, he naturally did not get a penny, but he did not expect to receive a bonus unexpectedly.

After weighing it, Bird put it in his pocket with a helpless smile.

"Dinner's on me," he said. "Let's go to the best restaurant in the county."

"Uh-huh."

Sophia nodded her head repeatedly.

The magician's eyes couldn't help but curve when she thought of the candlelight dinner in the evening and then the two of them walking hand in hand under the bright street lights she invented.

After having fun, Sophia remembered something and asked, "By the way, Bird, what did you come to see me about? Do you want to play with my feet again?"

She looked down at the plush socks on her feet and thought to herself that she should have worn stockings earlier.

"How is that possible? I'm not that kind of person. I have serious business to attend to."

Bird then remembered the important matter, righteously rejected the bad temptation, and instead stated the purpose of this trip.

When Sophia heard that the Prime Minister was interested in electric lights, her eyes suddenly lit up, literally lit up - she used magic to add special effects to herself, and now two beams of light shot out of her two big blue eyes, making her look like a Terminator robot.

"The Prime Minister is interested in electric light."

Her eyes sparkled as she said, "Doesn't that mean we could possibly close a deal to sell thousands of streetlights, worth tens of millions?"

You know, just the business of installing a hundred or so street lights in the Fox District some time ago has made Sophia's wallet bulge visibly. She made a small profit from the profit sharing. Not only did the funding of the institute increase a lot, but her own private treasury was also full.

Sophia couldn't even imagine the cost of negotiating for thousands of street lights.

By that time, she would be able to proudly call herself a rich woman. She would wear stockings one by one and throw them away without being so cautious anymore.

"Forget it. The Prime Minister won't agree to a price of 3000 per lamp," Bird said coldly. "And even if they do, they won't just replace all the streetlights. Instead, they'll gradually replace the old and broken magic lamps with electric lights."

“That’s quite a profit.”

Sophia, still excited, mentally calculating her gains, said, "No problem. I'll go prepare a sample lamp and make sure the Prime Minister is satisfied... By the way, when are we leaving? I can pack my bags in advance."

"Just for a few days. I'll go inform Sarah later. She's going to Central City too."

Bird decided, "For now, I'll take some time to finish my work at the institute."

Sophia was stunned for a moment and blinked: "Work at the research institute? That's not..."

"Well, that's it."

As Bird was speaking, he had already held the magician lady in his arms. He took off the little boots on her feet with one hand, touched the little feet wrapped in orange plush socks, and pinched them with a happy look on his face.

Although the purpose is not to play with Sophia's feet.

But come all come.

Play by the way.

.......

Half an hour later, Bird left the institute contentedly and went to inform Sarah of the news.

However, compared to Sophia who was very excited, Sarah did not seem very happy.

"What? You're going to Central City?"

Upon hearing the news, Sarah, who was reading, jumped up from her chair as if her butt was on fire. "Why? Didn't I say I could go to the speech? There's no need for you to come too!"

Although Bird was told about the speech he was going to receive not long ago.

However, in order to avoid revealing the fact that the work was actually published in "Happy Paradise", Sarah kept it a secret for as long as possible, so she vowed that she could go alone and firmly refused Bird's company.

Although Bird felt a little strange, he was very busy after all, so he was quite pleased with her initiative.

"Oh, because we're going to Central City to discuss a big business deal," Bird explained. "Prime Minister Nora seems to be very interested in electric lights, so we're going to Central City with a real street lamp. After seeing the effect firsthand, we can discuss the specific details of the cooperation. So, we're going together."

"So not only me, but Sophia will also go along."

"What? Sophia's going too?"

Sarah was even more shocked, and her whole body shook violently.

"Yes, she developed the streetlights. Of course we'll go together." Bird said with a smile, "How about it, two people accompanying you, are you happy?"

“…Happy, very happy.”

Sarah looked like she was about to cry.

"As long as you're happy." Bird nodded in satisfaction. "We're leaving in two days, so get ready to unpack."

After saying that, he turned and left without stopping.

And watched Bird's figure go away.

Sarah's face was full of worry.

It's over, it's over. Not only is Bird going with him, but why is Sophia going to Central City too? Isn't Double Society completely doomed this time?

When Sarah thought of Bird and Sophia, each holding a copy of "Happy Paradise" in their hands, and the strange look in their eyes when they stared at her at the same time, she had the urge to bang her head against the wall and start over. She regretted so much what had gone wrong in her mind in the first place and why she had actually sent her work to "Happy Paradise".

It's all Mirabell's fault! It's all her fault! It's all her fault for running that lousy magazine!

But it's too late to say anything now.

In short, we must prevent Bird from meeting the other party now, absolutely!

Chapter 128 A room with a large bed that can accommodate three people

Central City.

Misabel sat at her desk, drinking black tea with a sad look on her face.

Currently, Happy Paradise is selling incredibly well. Not only is the company no longer facing bankruptcy, but it's also generating significant profits every month. There's even a point where professors are giving copies to students for them to watch in class—an achievement that was previously unthinkable.

but.

It has been a long time since I received any submissions from Bersabia.

The current prosperity is all castles in the air, built on the excellent magical works of Bersaglieri. Once the author Bersaglieri stops contributing works, "Happy Paradise" will only fall into the same predicament as before.

On the verge of bankruptcy, no one is buying, and they continue to run away like rats crossing the street...

Although I wrote a letter to ask Sarah politely.

However, the replies she received were all perfunctory replies like "soon," "working on it," etc. Judging from her many years of experience in magazine publishing, these replies either meant that basically no word had been changed, no title had been written, or...

I just don't plan to continue contributing content at all.

That's true. After all, other regular magazines have high sales and high income, and the royalties they pay are far beyond what I can compare to.

Secondly, as a regular magazine, it can promote itself openly, unlike "Happy Paradise" which basically relies on word of mouth and private water.

No matter how you think about it,

You know, there are countless people in Central City who want to meet the author Bersabia. Magazine editors who want to poach her have even come directly to her base of "Happy Paradise".

God knows why so many people came to her basement.

In this situation, it would be easy to change to a regular magazine. Even Misabel couldn't think of a reason why the other party didn't change magazines.

Just now.

"Boss, your letter!"

The editor who had gone to get the letter came back and placed an envelope with Misabel's name on it on the desk.

As the underground base of "Happy Paradise", they naturally would not write the address of the base as the recipient's address openly, but would write another legal and compliant address, and then the editor would pick up the letters - by the way, that legal and compliant address was actually a bookstore called "Happy Bookstore".

When Misabelle saw the sender's name, her eyes suddenly lit up and she couldn't wait to open it.

"Agree to be invited to give a speech?"

As soon as she saw this line of words, Misabel was suddenly pleasantly surprised. She thought to herself that she could finally meet this Bersabia in person, and she must have a good chat with her in person.

However, after seeing the next line "It is carried out by me alone, and the other author does not want to show up", Misabel's excitement cooled down a lot.

"Oh, isn't it too difficult to meet once?"

Misabel sighed, then frowned. "Come to think of it, why doesn't that author ever contact me directly, but always has to go through Sarah?"

"Could it be that Bersabia was actually only one person from the beginning to the end?"