Chapter 389 Another Battlefield
The negotiations went smoothly. Charles exchanged 30 Camel fighters for five artillery production lines, three of which were dismantled and shipped from the UK.
Of course, Charles would not hand over these 30 "Camels" at once. He wrote in the contract that before the three production lines arrived in Paris and successfully entered production, the 30 "Camels" would be in training, that is, teaching British pilots to fly and ground crew to maintain them.
After all, the person he was dealing with and doing business with was the Secretary of the Admiralty, who was world-famous for his ugly eating habits. It was also his fault that nearly 10 million Indians starved to death after World War II.
When dealing with such a shameless and ruthless person, Charles had to be extra careful.
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That afternoon after signing the contract, Charles returned to the small town of Darvaz.
Charles didn't go home, he went directly to the tractor factory to find Djoka.
Perhaps out of habit, Dejoka used the tractor factory as his headquarters, even though he also had an aircraft manufacturing plant and a newspaper office in Paris.
Djoka did not interfere too much in Steed's arsenal. Djoka believed that as long as Charles maintained his advantage in the army, Steed would not "change his heart".
However, the affairs of these factories are enough to keep Dejoka busy. Recently, he has to acquire bankrupt or unsustainable insurance companies to enter the insurance industry. Dejoka is so busy that he doesn't even have time to drink a cup of coffee. There were some days when he worked overtime all night and didn't go home, even though he lived just a few feet away.
Camille couldn't help but complain:
"I heard that our assets are already over 100 million. Don't you think we should be satisfied?"
"What do we need so much money for? Aren't we eating the same food and living in the same house?"
"If this goes on, there will never be an end. I don't understand what the point is!"
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Djokovic sat at the dining table, drinking onion soup and reading the newspaper. To enter the insurance industry, one must pay attention to what is happening in society in real time, even if it is just a fire.
As for Camille's words, he just let them go in one ear and out the other, not taking them seriously.
Camille noticed this. She snatched the newspaper from Dejoka angrily and raised her voice: "Did you hear me? You should stop and rest, you and Charles, both of you!"
Djokovic stared at Camille in a daze. It took him a long time to adjust his thoughts and remember part of what Camille had just complained about.
"Rest? Have you made enough money?" Djokovic shook his head, looking serious: "No, Camille, it will never be enough. It's not the right time to rest. You don't understand. We are on another battlefield."
"Another battlefield?" Camille looked confused.
"Yes." Deyoka explained, "Many capitalists are targeting Charles openly or covertly, and even want to harm Charles. Now, we have just started to get better. Charles has finally shocked those capitalists. We must take advantage of this opportunity to grow stronger. And you let us rest?"
Finally, Djoka concluded: "We are not doing this for money, Camille. You can say it is for money, but more importantly, it is a fight against the capitalists. Do you understand? It is not much better than the real battlefield that Charles faces. It is even more dangerous!"
Camille nodded, not quite understanding. She actually sensed the danger and knew that Djokovic was not exaggerating.
After hesitating for a moment, Camille silently handed the newspaper back to Djokovic and cleared the plate.
The competition among capitalists can indeed be said to be another battlefield, which is equally filled with cruelty and blood, but without the smoke of gunpowder.
Deyoka, who came from a merchant family, knew this well, so he devoted himself to the operation of the factory.
Sometimes even Djokovic himself feels that fate is playing tricks on him. He chose to stay away from the business world precisely because he couldn't stand the intrigues in it, but now he has been pulled in unknowingly and is deeply trapped in it.
Because of Charles?
Maybe at first.
But now, Djokovic feels he is enjoying it.
This is a manifestation of self-worth. Seeing those once invincible capitalists being overtaken and defeated by himself, Djoka inexplicably felt a sense of pride and satisfaction.
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That day, when Deyoka was busy directing the acquisition of Nine Insurance Company on the phone, he was surprised to see Charles in military uniform walk into the office and wave to him.
Deyoka hurriedly gave instructions on the phone and smiled as he walked over to her: "Why, you finally have time to come and see your factory?"
As he spoke, Deyoka took a look at Charles' military rank, two stars. This was the first time he saw Charles wearing the rank of brigadier general. Unconsciously, there was some pride in his eyes, and a hint of envy.
The height that Charles has reached is something he will never be able to reach in his entire life.
(The picture above shows the rank of Brigadier General with two stars. The French military rank originally had a one-star rank, which was set up for brigade commanders, while the two-star brigadier general was usually a division commander, also known as the "camp marshal." Later, the two-star brigadier general served as a brigade commander, and the one-star rank was abolished, so the rank jumped directly from the gold stripe of the colonel level to the two-star brigadier general.)
There was an empty space next to Dejoka's desk. That was Charles' desk, and on it was the desk lamp that Charles had chosen when he first moved in.
If it weren't for the few books that Charles often read piled on it, he would hardly recognize his seat.
Charles took the coffee handed over by his assistant and sat down on the chair, then asked Djokovic casually, "How is the acquisition of the insurance company going?"
"Very smoothly!" Deyoka replied, "We have acquired three insurance companies at low prices, all in Dunkirk. They were frightened by the German bombing and are eager to sell them as soon as possible."
As he spoke, Djokovic took a form from the desk and handed it to Charles.
Charles took it and looked at it. He found that the total cost of the three insurance companies was only more than 10 million francs, which was indeed cheap and affordable.
But Charles's interest was not there. He threw the form on the table, took a sip of his coffee, and asked, "Did you hear about the German bombing of London, father?"
"Of course." Dejoka nodded: "What happened last night has spread all over France."
Ciel uttered an "hmmmm" and continued drinking his coffee.
Djokovic suddenly understood. He turned to look at Charles and said, "You don't want to develop the insurance industry in London, do you?"
"Why not?" Charles asked back, "Now is the best time to buy at the bottom!"
Djokovic thought about it and felt that it was right.
Airships bombed London and the British could do nothing about it.
Everyone expected the Germans to expand their bombing campaign soon.
This caused panic in London, and there were even rumors that the Germans had hundreds of airships that would bomb London at the same time.
If you open an insurance company in London at this time, people will pour money into it like crazy!
(End of this chapter)
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