Chapter 662: Imperial Russian Mission

"You bastard, what did you do to my daughter?" Sheffield was greeted by the former steel tycoon with a face full of saliva. Obviously, to Carnegie, Sheffield's visit and words were completely impure motives.

Sheffield, seeing that the furious Steel King was not very tolerant of him because of his age, said calmly, "Don't be so excited. We are not strangers. I am here for the benefit of both families. Besides, this is a mutual consent between the children. It has nothing to do with me."

"You bastard, everyone in the upper class of the country knows your style. Why did the DuPont family go into banking? Why did the Mellon family's bank get invested by three companies? Your involvement was an accident every time. If you were involved every time, would it still be an accident? Even my steel company has your involvement."

Carnegie's accusations against Sheffield were very sharp, and it must be said that he was right, directly exposing the nature of slave owners. However, these accusations were not all true. For example, Sheffield remembered correctly that Carnegie had taken the initiative to sell the steel company, and he was just a buyer at the suggestion of Rockefeller Jr.

"I didn't expect you to have such a deep prejudice against me. Do we have any conflicts in ethics? It seems that there should be no conflicts, except that you like to do charity and I never do charity." Sheffield sat down. He originally thought it was a happy marriage, but now it seems that the steel tycoon has a prejudice against him. How can this be tolerated? He can't let his son's happiness fly away.

"Old man, what kind of husband do you want for your daughter?" The slave owner asked as he lit a cigarette and prepared for a long war.

"It's mainly because she likes it!" Carnegie was stunned and said hesitantly, "I haven't thought about this question."

"That's easy. Do you think your daughter Margaret will give her body to a man if she doesn't like him?" Sheffield said it confidently, but he was actually not sure at all. Before, when he was at Union University, he almost gave his son to the man, got the woman drunk, and then made the matter a fait accompli.

He didn't go to Arizona in person, so how could he know whether the two were truly in love or just used some tricks? But it didn't matter, he had the right reason.

This soul-searching question stumped Carnegie, who didn't know how to respond for a moment. Sheffield took the opportunity to strike while the iron was hot and made a distinction in a sense, "You know, William Jr. is the child of Edith and I. Because of the marriage law, he is an illegitimate child, but that doesn't mean he is a bad person. In fact, because I am very busy, he has always been influenced by the Rockefeller family. You should also know what the family's atmosphere is like. Follow the rules and don't smile. That's how Rockefeller Jr. is."

"That's totally different from my personality, so if you think I'm a bad bastard, then my son is definitely not, because he is the exact opposite of me."

"And don't think that I want to swallow up your industry. It's not like ten years ago when you used the dollars from selling the company to become the richest man. Now I am the richest man in the United States. And I don't do charity, so I will keep this wealth for a long time. Mr. Carnegie is also a rich man in front of me, but that's all. I have even decided to give the shares of the steel company to my child with Edith, who is now your daughter's partner."

This statement is quite hurtful, basically saying that Carnegie is considered a wealthy man among ordinary citizens, but in front of him, the current richest man in the United States, his wealth is not that significant.

"What if I just don't marry my daughter to your child?" Carnegie asked angrily, "What will you do to me? Treat me like you treated DuPont and Mellon?"

"I certainly can't do anything to you. But I can do anything to others. Who dares to snatch a woman from my son?" Sheffield responded lightly, "I modestly say that there should be no such person in this country. If there is, I will send him to see Lincoln."

"In fact, I don't particularly dislike you!" Carnegie said something that surprised Sheffield. The word "really good" suddenly appeared in the slave owner's mind, and then he heard, "Marriage is not impossible. I also hope that my daughter can find a good home."

"Then why did you just accuse me?" Sheffield asked, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. "It doesn't make sense."

"I just want to blame the richest man now." Carnegie straightened his back and looked like he could do nothing about it. "Now you are the one who comes to me to beg me. Can't an old man like me show some attitude?"

If it weren't for the fact that Carnegie was in a very bad condition and might die, Sheffield was afraid that he would not be able to resist slapping the old man. Now he completely understood why old Rockefeller hated this bastard. He was just a troublemaker. How could such a person get rich?

"When Margaret comes of age, let the two of them get married, right?" Carnegie jumped sideways and almost sprained the slave owner's waist. He pointed at himself and said, "You can see that I'm already very old. The sooner I get married, the better."

"Of course I have no problem." Sheffield responded blankly, not yet recovering from the state of the steel king jumping around. "I will give them a very good gift. Now that I think about it, I feel a little bit at a disadvantage. The steel company has been passed around, isn't it the same as returning to your hands?"

"Thank you for your comfort, but this joke is not funny." Carnegie was not fooled by Sheffield's words, but still expressed his consent to the marriage of the two children, representing the formal marriage of the two families.

In any case, Sheffield had achieved his goal, and now he just had to wait for Margaret Carnegie to come of age.

"Oh, my dear son, you don't have to thank me. If you are well versed in accelerationism, there are faster ways to achieve your goal, such as getting Margaret pregnant." Sheffield, who contacted his son, did not change his bad habit of talking nonsense, and instilled the latest guidelines into William Rockefeller.

"Father, we still need to cultivate our relationship." Since Sheffield was no longer in front of him, William Rockefeller rolled his eyes rarely and mustered up the courage to reject his father's bad idea.

"Then I'll listen to you. Actually, as long as the goal is achieved in the end, the process is not very important. It's enough if you can understand what I say." Sheffield did not intend to completely control his son's entire life. "Don't be like your uncle. In fact, everyone does the same thing. He insists on being a gentleman, and I am always the bad guy. Although it is said that when doing business, the hypocrisy of the Rockefeller family has its advantages. It hurts!"

"Who are you talking about? Why is our Rockefeller family hypocritical?" William Rockefeller looked speechless. Listening to Edith Rockefeller's dissatisfaction on the other end of the microphone, he even figured out what had happened.

"That's basically it. I've talked to Carnegie about it. You two should get married after you graduate from college." Sheffield's voice came again. "I'll hang up if there's nothing else!"

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He wanted to say something else, but the microphone was busy. William Rockefeller could only smile bitterly and mutter to himself, "It can be considered happy, right? We fight and quarrel every day!"

May is the most comfortable month in the northern hemisphere. It is warm and the flowers are blooming but not too hot. There is also a big event for the United States today. After visiting London, the Russian imperial delegation officially set foot on the land of the United States.

"What if I find a way to delay some time, and history proceeds as expected, and the war breaks out? Is there a chance to detain the Russian imperial family in the United States?" Sheffield's mind was full of ideas. In fact, he had this idea when he was colluding with Rasputin.

But he didn't expect that Nicholas II's wife would really come to visit with the princess. The slave owner thought they wouldn't come. This proved that the charlatan was doing well in the upper echelons of the Russian Empire.

The Russian delegation was warmly welcomed when they landed in New York, and the scene was no less grand than the welcome they received in London. There were not many Russian people in the vicinity of New York.

"New Yorkers are not surprised. They will look up to any foreigner." Sheffield commented with a hint of sarcasm. Now they should think about how to make the Russian imperial delegation waste some time, and then have a war break out in Europe so that the queen and princess cannot return.

(End of this chapter)