Chapter 4: Rich and Billionaire
Who has the final say? This is a big question. If this is not a big question, it cannot explain why, thirty years after the Civil War ended, the entire South, which had separated from the United States, is still a solid voting base for the Democratic Party.
"Your grandfather liked me to wear a white dress the most, but since he passed away, I have never worn white clothes again." In the dim sky, Annabell stood solemnly in Arlington Cemetery and said with a nostalgic look, "In my eyes, he was just an ordinary young farmer. If there was anything special about him, it was that he was bold and confident. It's a pity that our two sons turned out to be playboys. This is the biggest failure of my life. Fortunately, you have made me very happy since you were born."
When Annabelle mentioned her eldest son, she was full of contempt. His performance over the years had already made her extremely disappointed.
"My father may be more casual, and your upbringing may also have some problems. Trying too hard to satisfy my father may have the opposite effect!" Sheffield said slowly, "Not everyone has the adventurous spirit of my grandfather, and not everyone will meet a woman like you."
Sheffield felt guilty about these words, as they sounded like flattery, but there was nothing he could do. He had experienced Annabelle's control firsthand. Since he was born here, he had been a second-generation rich man, either bullying others or on the way to bullying others. He had experienced the decadence of capitalism, but he really couldn't do it.
If this happened in Chinese history, Annabelle would be like the Queen Mother, and no one would be able to mess around in this house.
"Hasn't it been a good idea to meet a qualified heir? I'm very satisfied with you. Forget about your father. He likes to be a playboy and stay in romantic France. Just let him stay. You will be better than him." Annabell looked at Sheffield with satisfaction and asked, "Have you completed your studies this time, William?"
"It's done. It's my own university. It won't have much value if I tell others about it. Besides, it's a bit of a trick." Sheffield said a little embarrassedly. He knew his own business. In this era, he didn't need to waste time on primary education. He just skipped primary education and spent the time that should have been spent on primary education on university.
Sheffield is a bit cunning in this regard, a bit like when I was choosing between arts and sciences, I chose arts without hesitation, especially after knowing that the university was funded by my family, I was even more unceremonious. I went straight from what the school teaches to what I want the school to be.
The easiest thing for him was naturally the subject he was good at. It didn't matter if he didn't have this subject, he could make the Sheffield family become what he wanted. Anyway, university life was just the icing on the cake for the family he was born into. It didn't matter if he had it or not, and it didn't stop him from standing at the finish line and watching other students start.
If nothing unexpected happens, the so-called American sinologists who are famous in the future and who take advantage of information asymmetry to cheat people for a living will definitely worship him, and Deputy Director Zhang will continue to move forward along the path he has opened up.
It can be heard that Annabell is quite satisfied with this grandson who is about to finish college at the age of sixteen. No matter what subject he graduated from, it is a fact that he is about to graduate from college at the age of sixteen. If he were a commoner, he would be investigated to see if he bribed the relevant personnel of the university. Since he is her own son, he must be a rare genius, there is no doubt about that.
At that time, you can publicize that you have been different from ordinary people since childhood, learn everything quickly, and establish a good personality. This will have the effect of attracting people. With the current American value of worshipping money, there will be no shortage of people to support you.
"You didn't bully anyone at school, did you?" The more Annabell looked at this heir, the more he liked him. Especially when she compared him with her own son, he was simply God's compensation to her.
This question is very skillful! At least Sheffield thinks so. Poor families will ask whether the child gets along well with others at school, while Annabell will ask whether the child bullies others.
"How could I do that? Most of the students are several years older than me. How could I bully them?" Sheffield said modestly. "I get along well with both teachers and students. They all value my abilities and are willing to study with me."
"What abilities do they see in you, your ability to complete your studies? I'm afraid some mediocre people will be jealous." Annabelle disagreed. Perhaps it was because of her failure in educating her son that she became particularly concerned about the process of treating her grandson.
"With my money ability, everyone thinks I'm a wealthy student and they are all willing to study with me." Sheffield spoke the truth in front of this old man with amazing frankness.
"Unlike your good-for-nothing father, you are very similar to me and your grandfather in this respect. We are all so shameless, but so what? The world is like this. Is your graduation thesis about historical research?" Annabelle looked somewhat relieved, with a slight smile on her face.
"No, I'm an environmentalist and I'm going to protect the environment." Sheffield said in a serious tone, "I'm very worried about the situation of domestic wild animals on the verge of extinction."
Using historical research to gain fame for oneself is more suitable for those who have achieved success and fame, and can only be used to decorate their beautiful feathers, but it is not possible now. To be fair, in this world where everyone is comparing bad things, the United States of America is a little better than the old imperialism in Europe.
Don't underestimate such a little bit of greed. In the late 19th century, when people were greedy and didn't leave any bones, it could have played a very big role. But Sheffield knew that this was the American version of keeping a low profile. Before preparing to make a difference, the United States was very careful to restrain its greed in the international arena, especially to distinguish itself from the style of its father, the British Empire.
But this is just a pretense. We cannot expect the United States to really respect other civilizations. Don't take it seriously. So Sheffield's pretense of being a sinologist can be regarded as an embellishment after success. It is purely wishful thinking to use this thing to gain a lot of influence.
Sheffield has a lot of experience in the birth of white leftists in later generations, and has made some judgments on the various claims of white leftists. Many of them are unrealistic and inappropriate for the present, and naturally he sneers at them. But many of them do not actually harm the interests of all parties and can occupy the moral high ground, so it is not a bad idea to talk about them.
Protecting wild animals is one of the issues that can be discussed to occupy the moral high ground without harming the interests of all parties. For many other issues, even if you discuss them, others will just treat your words as bullshit.
Eight hundred received
(End of this chapter)
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