Chapter 152: Meeting With Vendors (2/2)
”Team banners and printed merchandise, sponsor banners, entry tickets, posters for advertisement,” said Quinn listing things he wanted from the printers. ”Of course, everything will be in colour. From the smallest pamphlet to the biggest of the banners, every single thing.”
”The plan to release the Lunar developer is still on next year,” said Gary, knowing that February was the launch. ”but given that you're the creator, I got orders to allow the use of the formula for this one.”
”You created the Lunar developer?!” blurted Ben. Scrivenshaft's Quill Shop had officially shifted under the management of Silver Moon Printing MagiTech; as such, he knew about the existence of the Lunar developer.
”Yes, I did,” nodded Quinn in answer, ”but keep it a secret. This information is to be kept restricted even after the launch. I don't want it to go out just yet.”
”O-Okay!” The new manager got even more nervous.
”So we're going to use this tournament as a promotion,” said Gary, looking over the documents that Quinn had just pushed over the table.
”Exactly, the promotion is going to be the payment,” replied Quinn, ”with the Triwizard Tournament being hosted here, the amount of eyes on the quidditch tournament is going to be massive. This might as well be the best promotion for the Silver Moon Printing MagiTech— at least in the countries that send their students to Hogwarts, Beauxbatons, Durmstrang.”
Gary stayed silent as he continued to read the documents provided by Quinn. While he was given green light to use the Lunar developer for Quinn's quidditch tournament, Gary had been explicitly ordered that, should Quinn's plan wasn't inviting enough, he was to reject the proposition.
Before Quinn contacted them with the quidditch plan, Silver Moon had solid and well-defined strategies for the unveiling and promotion of Lunar developer. If Gary was to green-light the use of Lunar developer here, he needed to make the right decision, as bad marketing could harm the initial release and consequently, the business altogether.
After a solid minute of thinking, Gary announced his verdict, ”The name of Silver Moon will be present on everything we print. We also want a banner during the events. Whoever hosts the games will explicitly announce the company name and the product. If you can do that, we have a deal.”
Quinn stared at Gary, who stared back.
”The name on the prints will be subtle. I don't want the name sticking out, disrupting the aesthetics of the banners” said Quinn before adding, ”If you can provide extensive animation on banners, I can allow a couple seconds of promotion on each banner. Of course, everything will be on a loop.”
”Hmm… Extensive animations can be expensive,” commented Gary. He thought about whether he had the budget before nodding, ”Okay, we can animate a select few banners. I will leave the choice of banners to you.”
”Great. Anything else?” asked Quinn. Gary shook his head, so Quinn continued, ”All right, I will send the updated contract to you by tomorrow.”
He then turned to Ben and said, ”The last batch of English A.I.D. cards that Gary sent me are about to run out, so I will need another batch soon. Please prepare one for me.”
Ben nervously nodded and briefly glanced at Gary.
”Don't worry,” chuckled Gary, ”he is the one who prepared the French and Russian cards. The new batch will have the same quality that you've been getting.”
Quinn looked at Ben and spoke, ”Gary gave you his endorsement; that means something to me, Ben. I will be looking forward to working with you.”
He extended his hand towards Ben, who grabbed it with both his hands, shaking it profusely.
With that, Quinn's meeting with Silver Moon Printing MagiTech ended with his promotional needs procured.
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”What does Quinn West want from us?”
Quinn sat on a tiny little low ground stool with his knees bent in front of his chest, looking at the tens of bulging, tennis-sized pairs of eyes that had oversized heads with bat-like ears.
”I want help with food,” said Quinn, the Hogwarts house-elves.
”We have pie, chicken, vegetables, pumpkin juice,” said a house-elf, ”No student be hungry. How much want?”
Quinn chuckled and shook his head, ”I don't want food for me. I want meals for people from outside Hogwarts.”
”... We elves no do that. Food only for Hogywarts student.”
Quinn took out a parchment sheet from his pocket and handed it to the leading elf.
”Professor McGonagall has given me permission.”
The old elf read the parchment, and indeed the house-elves were allowed to accept Quinn's request. Seeing the permission, the elves became utterly willing to help a student out.
”How much food? Ten, thirty, hundred?”
Quinn moved his eyes across the house-elves and answered, ”One thousand.”
There was a wave of murmurs among the house-elves as they discussed among themselves.
”T-Thousand can't do. Too much.”
”I don't need it every day, just once a week,” said Quinn.
”One day too much. Castle work won't complete,” said a girl house-elf.
Over a hundred house-elves worked hard to keep the enormous castle clean, but if they took Quinn's task, their regular tasks would be incomplete, causing students problems.
Quinn realized that and was prepared to turn the willingness into his corner. ”I can give you the best wine-making equipment if you do this for me.”
At once, all house-elf floppy ears jerked up in attention. If there was one personal thing that all house-elves loved to do, it was making wine. Their wine was famous all around the world because of its quality. Even George's wine cellar was predominantly filled with elf wines.
”Wine tools?”
”Fermenters, carboys, barrels of any wood, canes, and tubes... everything you need,” said Quinn.
”Give time,” said the leading elf, and he shouted: ”Meeting!”
The elves all around the kitchen left their stations and assembled in a giant hurdle. After talking for a while, they all turned to Quinn, and the leading elf said.
”We will do it.”
Quinn grinned at that.
The food and beverages were secured.
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For three days, Quinn continued to meet different vendors and suppliers for his needs. And eventually, on the third day, the time to meet with the final party came.
And for this final party, Quinn personally went to receive them. He stood at the bridge that connected the castle to the area outside the Hogwarts ground. An apparition pop was just outside the Hogwarts boundary, near the entrance that connected Hogsmeade and Hogwarts alerted Quinn of the last merchant's arrival.
”Welcome,” greeted Quinn. He pointed at the castle behind him and asked, ”Do you like it?”
”So this is it, huh. Well, it looks grand, all right.”
”Oh, come on. You can say more than that,” said Quinn.
”I'll say more when we get inside,” she smiled.
In front of Quinn stood a beautiful young woman with waist-length, jet black hair and stone grey eyes that shone with intelligence.
”Welcome to Hogwarts, Lia.”
The final merchant was the direct representative of the business giant, Lia West.
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Quinn West - MC - Meetings. More meetings. Some more meetings.
Ingelbees - Spintwitches Sporting Needs - The quidditch supply couple.
Gary - Got a promotion - New Head of Silver Moon Printing MagiTech.
Ben Sapworthy - Nervous to the point of sweating - New manager of Scrivenshaft's Quill Shop.
Hogwarts house elves - Food committee established - Drink most of their wine on their own.
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