Hogwarts: The Wizarding World's First Capitalist

There was no more sound, and the scene was as quiet as death, except for the temporary steel structure factory building in the center of the square.

The continuous sounds of cutting and welding shocked the audience as well as the reporters who had been maintaining their strength.

Everyone fell silent spontaneously, staring at the strange building in front of them.

After waiting carefully for 10 minutes, the colonel walked back to the stage with a document, stood at attention, and saluted Mr. Mario Cuomo and Carl.

Then he opened the folder and handed two sheets of A4 paper to the two people.

"Sir, this is a document regarding the approval of temporary industrial production from the New York State Government. Your signature is required."

"The other one is for you, Mr. Hohenzollern. This is the approval document from your company's finance department. You need to sign it."

"The site will be handed over to your company's personnel for command. After all, the labor and material costs used in production are your company's property."

"You really have considered everything, without any details or legal issues."

Mr. Mario Cuomo reached out to take the A4 paper, put on his glasses again and reviewed it carefully, then looked at Carl and teased.

"Of course." Carl responded with a smile, took his A4 paper, and signed his name at the end without even looking at it.

Then he handed the document back to the colonel and said with a smile.

"We are a legal and compliant company, and the United States is also a country ruled by law. Of course, everything must comply with procedures."

"This is the spirit of the law. Everything must be done according to procedures. Even live performances must pay attention to details to be excellent."

When saying this, Carl did not look at Mr. Mario Cuomo.

But Mr. Mario Cuomo kept staring at the back of the young man in front of him. He did not expect that the other party was so thoughtful.

He even attached several insurance documents from American International Group (AIG) to the approval report.

It includes common industrial insurance, as well as personal accident insurance for all personnel on site.

In other words, the other party had even considered that someone would deliberately sabotage the event, and had even made arrangements for the afterlife of everyone present.

He was even thoughtful enough to buy himself an independent insurance policy with a coverage of up to 10 US dollars in case any accident happened and he unfortunately died today.

I could even get tens of millions of dollars in compensation, and after taking a closer look, I might even be tempted.

But he didn't show any of this in his expression after carefully reviewing all the documents.

He used his own pen to sign his name on the approval document, and added the prefix of the Governor of New York State and the specific date of signing.

It is indeed as the boy said, even a performance must pay attention to details to be excellent.

After doing all this, the colonel took the two documents and carefully examined the two signatures.

He then turned and left the stage and began giving orders to his soldiers, the National Guard who had been blocking the streets outside the square.

An armored vehicle immediately cleared a path, and several small trucks painted with the word "MAT" quickly drove into the square from the path cleared by the armored vehicle.

The quiet crowd became noisy again, and the reporters who had been waiting for a long time aimed their cameras at the vans.

Soon the door of the truck opened, and boxes of spare parts marked top secret began to be moved into the makeshift factory building by forklifts.

The move took less than 10 minutes in total, and when the rear hatch of the last truck opened.

The crowd watching was completely stunned. It was a group of people wrapped tightly in white dust-proof suits.

They lined up in an orderly manner, walked into the factory, and then locked the door from the inside.

The lights in the factory came on again. This time there was no sound of welding or metal cutting, only the unreasonably quiet sound of motors turning.

"Okay everyone, the show ends here. It takes time to produce mobile phones, and it's been so long now."

"If you feel hungry, you can go have lunch first. In about two hours, we will officially start this press conference."

"What."

"What other press conferences are there?"

“Isn’t this exciting enough?”

When they first heard this, everyone present thought that Carl was just going through the motions, exchanging pleasantries with them in order to get closer to them and help build his personal image.

No one would be stupid enough to leave the venue at this time, knowing that the current location of a square would be a good place to trade.

There are plenty of people out there willing to pay piles of cash for it, everyone here, that's right, everyone.

As long as you attend this press conference, you can make unimaginable wealth through interviews or personal blogs.

It can be said that each of them now has a mountain of gold sitting under their buttocks.

As a result, the incredibly handsome blond boy on the stage suddenly told them that there was no mountain of gold under their buttocks.

It was a mountain of diamonds. How could they not be excited?

As long as their physical limits have not been reached, I guess no one would be willing to leave now.

This is exactly the effect that Carl wants on the stage, because his business principle has always been to get something for nothing.

The performance was expensive, and Kevin Lestrange would have to pay the bill.

Then I will definitely become that stingy little Taurus, nagging all the time until I start to lose my hair.

So he had to find a scapegoat to pay for his performance, and the advertising banners standing around the square were part of it.

The real big money still needs to be achieved through other sponsorships.

So he turned and walked towards Mr. Mario Cuomo, looked at him with a smile and said.

"Mr. Governor, it's getting late now. It will take at least 10 hours to produce the phone."

"And I'm really a little hungry now, but if it's just the two of us, we can get proper food arrangements."

"Faced with so many cameras, it would be a bit too much to justify."

"What about the legal issues?" Mr. Mario Cuomo responded with a smile, but his answer seemed irrelevant.

Karl quickly understood what he meant and took out a crumpled A4 paper from his trouser pocket and handed it over.

"I thought about the details of this before I came here, in accordance with New York state law and federal regulations."

"During the period when government property is leased, the lessee may conduct certain commercial activities here as long as the lessee agrees."

"The results of the bidding will be out soon. We just need your signature and the approval of the state government's financial officials."