Chapter 165 Entering the newspaper industry?
After breakfast, Charles went to the motorcycle factory as usual, and then went into the tractor factory.
Matthew was talking to his team of mechanics in front of the tank. He had a smile on his face and was gesturing on the tank as he spoke.
Charles was very relieved that the lively and cheerful Matthew was back again, and he seemed to have forgotten that he had lost his leg.
Matthew saw Charles and Djokovic coming in, waved to them with a smile, and limped over to them.
Charles glanced around and noticed that Matthew only had one cane in his hand. Where was the other one?
"Don't look for it." Matthew laughed before anyone arrived. "I left the other one at home. Two crutches are unnecessary and are a burden when doing work."
Ciel said "hmm", it seemed that he had adapted to and accepted the current situation.
Charles took Matthew aside and said seriously, "The task I'm giving you is a heavy one, Matthew."
"I know." Matthew turned around and glanced at the mechanics surrounding the tanks behind him: "They can be said to be part of the army!"
Many of these mechanics will go directly to the battlefield. They will follow the troops to maintain and service the tanks, and sometimes they will have to replace parts, otherwise the tanks will not be able to go far.
"That's not what I'm talking about." Charles said calmly, "I heard that Schneider is talking to Francis about buying a tractor production line. In addition, I also know that a technical team from Schneider is visiting Holt Company in the UK. They plan to buy the 'Holt 120'."
Matthew's expression instantly became serious: "Schneider?"
"Yes!" Charles nodded. "Not long ago, I defeated Francis's 'Holt 60' with 'Holt 75'. One day in the future, if Schneider has 'Holt 120', you know what will happen!"
Matthew said "hmm".
Schneider is no ordinary opponent. He has abundant financial resources. If he also has the more advanced "Holt 120"... defeating Charles' tractor factory and tanks would be a piece of cake.
If all else fails, Schneider only needs to copy Charles' tank design as is, and replace it with the more powerful "Holt 120" engine, and it will definitely be better than Charles' tank.
This had another meaning for Matthew: If the tractor factory in Shire went out of business one day, what would he do? Go back to the motorcycle factory and install spokes on tires?
No, he would rather die than go back. The tractor factory was his life, the meaning of living, and everything he had!
"What should we do?" Matthew asked, his eyes determined.
He was determined that no matter who his opponent was, he would give him a good beating and let him know that Matthew was not someone to be trifled with!
"The engine, Matthew," said Charles. "It's the heart. The Holt 120 has 120 horsepower, while the Holt 75 only has 83. That's the difference!"
Charles deliberately concealed the fact that the Holt 120 engine weighed 1.3 tons, while the Holt 75 weighed about 1 ton.
The horsepower to weight ratio of the two is similar, both around 0.9. The Holt 120 engine is slightly higher, but not significantly.
But to Matthew, these data are the difference between "120 horsepower" and "83 horsepower".
"I know what to do!" Matthew nodded: "Improve the engine and make it have more horsepower."
"Yes!" Charles added, "Or reducing the weight of the engine while maintaining the same horsepower is also progress."
Matthew nodded: "I will give you a satisfactory answer!"
Then he turned and walked towards his team. He wanted to get to work right away. Schneider was not an opponent who could be easily defeated.
Just as Charles had a triumphant smile on his face, a worker suddenly stepped forward and shook hands with him: "Charles, I need to talk to you..."
When Charles looked, he saw that it was the reporter who had just sneaked into the group of classmates to give him flowers. This time he had obviously disguised himself as a worker and successfully sneaked into the factory.
Charles didn't know whether to laugh or cry. For a little news, this reporter turned into a spy agent.
"Okay!" Charles said helplessly, "What do you want to know?"
"No, no!" the reporter clarified, "You misunderstood. I am not... here to interview as a reporter."
"What is that?" asked Charles.
"Your own media, Charles!" The reporter's eyes were full of expectation: "Have you ever considered having your own media?"
Charles was stunned. What the reporter said seemed to make sense.
Most capitalists own their own media, such as the right-wing Le Figaro, the left-wing Le Petit Journal, Le Matin, Le Petit Paris Journal, etc.
This is not just a matter of making money. They don't care about the money that the newspaper industry can make. What they want is the right to speak, which can be used as a weapon to create momentum in front of the public when necessary.
"It's time for you to have your own media." The reporter looked around nervously and said quickly, "Think about it. Your popularity and prestige, as well as the achievements you have made on the battlefield, all need to be consolidated by the media. Otherwise, the media will peel them off bit by bit and consume them after a while, and no one will know you anymore!"
Charles nodded slightly in agreement. Before the Battle of La Fox, the newspapers suddenly changed their tone and began to question Charles. Although Charles had done nothing wrong, they still planted the seeds of doubt in the hearts of the public.
If Charles had not won again and crushed the conspiracy with his absolute strength, he would probably have been slandered by the media as worthless.
"What's your name?" Charles asked.
"Kobdo!" The reporter's face was filled with excitement: "I used to be a reporter for the Morning Post, writing a military column, but I have resigned!"
Kobdo emphasized this point to show his loyalty to Charles. There was no need for him to resign before successfully persuading Charles, which left him with no way out.
However, the Morning Post is a media outlet controlled by Schneider, so could this be...
Kobdo was very insightful, and he immediately explained: "No, if Schneider wanted to do this, he didn't need to send one of his reporters!"
Charles thought it made sense. Schneider had many talented people under him, and sending out a stranger would not arouse Charles' suspicion.
"I'll think about it, Kovdo!" Charles shook hands with him. "How can I contact you?"
Kobdo excitedly handed Charles a business card: "My phone number is on it. I'm happy to serve you, sir!"
After saying this, Kobdo left in a hurry.
Sensing something was wrong, Djoka stepped forward, looked at Kovdo’s back and asked, “Who is that?”
"A very interesting journalist," Charles replied. "Maybe he'll become my editor-in-chief!"
Djokovic looked at Charles in shock. Does this mean he wants to enter the newspaper industry?
(End of this chapter)
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