Harry Potter and the Candy Factory

It had been a long time since he had seen his old friend. Although this reunion had a purpose, Nackel Sanchez still valued it greatly. So much so that after leaving the house, he kept adjusting his suit and shirt, while occasionally asking his son:

"How is it? Are there any wrinkles? Mr. Black pays the most attention to these details. Don't leave him with a bad impression later..."

"I haven't worn this suit in a long time. Will it be ill-fitting? It would be terrible if Mr. Black noticed anything..."

"What's the name of that Muggle product you put on your hair? Hair gel, right... It looks alright actually. I wish I had used some too."

"Actually, I wasn't planning on using Floo Powder..."

Since falling ill, this was the most Nackel had spoken to Little Sanchez. Usually, even when they were in the same room, Nackel would only force him to learn about the company's business. Besides explaining things Little Sanchez didn't understand and scolding him, there was no other communication.

However, facing his father's attitude, Little Sanchez remained quiet, only replying occasionally with a word or two, such as "Mm" or "Yes"... In fact, it wasn't that Little Sanchez didn't want to talk, but he was too afraid that if he said too much, tears and sobs would flow uncontrollably, causing his already strained emotions to completely collapse...

And so, the two walked along, talking about this and that. When Little Sanchez brought Nackel to the place he had agreed upon with Charlie earlier, they found that the other party was already waiting for them at the entrance of the coffee shop.

When he saw Charlie, Little Sanchez could feel that his father's emotions had already become agitated. Even from across the street, he couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart, and he raised his hand and waved, shouting loudly in the direction of the other man, "Mr. Black!!!"

It was quite peculiar. Although Nackel was nearly fifty years old, the respect he showed towards Charlie Black, who was only thirty years old, was still astonishing. He didn't even call him by his first name "Charlie," but insisted on using the title "Mr. Black," as if speaking to a subordinate.

Hearing the call, Charlie subconsciously raised his head and looked in the direction of the sound. When he saw the tall figure appearing before him, his eyes lit up noticeably. The smile on his face also subtly softened, losing the feeling of keeping people at a distance, and becoming gentler.

"Long time no see, Nackel."

Soon, when Nackel and Little Sanchez arrived in front of Charlie, Charlie couldn't help but feel emotional. Familiarity led him to pat the other man's arm, which was still as strong as before. Charlie said,

"It's only been a few years, but you seem to have lost weight?"

The speaker didn't mean anything by it, but the listener was sensitive. Upon hearing Charlie's words, the smile on Nackel's face stiffened slightly, but he quickly relaxed, feigning nonchalance and chuckling casually.

"What can I do? In these past few years, I've been sweeping through the local French candy brands, creating peace in what was originally a fierce environment. Just as Charlie's Candies' performance is steadily improving, I don't have anyone good to use below, so I have to do more myself. Sometimes I don't have time and forget to eat a meal. Over time, it's natural that I've lost a little weight."

Hearing Nackel's words, Charlie didn't know what to say for a moment. Overwhelmed with emotion, all feelings ultimately turned into a simple "You've worked hard," as he heavily patted the other man's arm again.

In fact, when Nackel Sanchez chose to become the general distributor of Charlie's Candies in France, it was precisely when Charlie's Candies factory was just starting out and was running into walls everywhere in its search for distributors. Although Nackel always told Charlie that he had no credit and that it was all due to Charlie's initial strategies and the excellent quality of the candy itself that they had achieved today's success, Charlie undoubtedly knew very well—if it weren't for Nackel's efforts, then even if Charlie's Candies factory had truly squeezed into the French wizarding market, the extent it could have reached would only have been to gain a foothold, far from becoming the leading boss it is today.

You must know... this is by no means an easy thing. Unlike the smooth sailing of Charlie's Candies in the British wizarding world, where it almost effortlessly secured the undisputed position of the leading boss.

In France, which is famous for its dessert culture, the difficulty for a foreign brand to try to overpower countless local candies that have been seriously optimized and developed to a very high level to suit French tastes is no less than hell level!!

Just take the Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans, which are extremely popular among the little wizards at Hogwarts. If you put this thing in France, not to mention that the French wizards would directly destroy their business, even if you threw it on the ground, the little wizards passing by wouldn't even bother to step on it.

It is conceivable that in this environment, the battle between Nackel and Charlie's Candies would be a tragic one, making people shudder just thinking about it. Even if Charlie personally took over and replaced Nackel's position, he wouldn't dare say that he could do better than Nackel!

The two old friends who hadn't seen each other for a long time undoubtedly had a lot to say. Even to be able to chat for a longer period of time, Charlie and Nackel both tacitly did not mention using Apparition, but instead walked along the roadside, talking and laughing, towards the location of the reserved restaurant.

At this time, Little Sanchez followed far behind, watching the backs of the two men quietly and respectfully, his eyes shimmering, with a smile on his lips that was hard to hide.

"If you ask me... you should delegate some power. This is too tiring. Anyway, you're almost fifty years old, you should think about retirement."

Looking at the pedestrians passing by along the way, and the cars speeding past, Charlie, full of emotion, shook his head, temporarily forgetting the shock that Nicolas Flamel had just brought him, and spoke to Nackel Sanchez with a bit of a comforting tone.

As soon as these words came out, Nackel, who had been thinking about how to tell Charlie that he wanted to hand over the position to Gao Biqi Sanchez, immediately brightened up. He nodded quickly, agreeing wholeheartedly, and said,

"Yes, yes, yes! I've been thinking the same thing recently. Gao Biqi Sanchez has been graduated from Beauxbatons Academy of Magic for some time, and the development of Charlie's Candies in France has entered a stable period. I should also start thinking about handing over the position."