Chapter 595: Anne's Gold and Dollar Diplomacy
The general election is very important, and so is the preparation for the world war. In Sheffield's eyes, both are equally important. Whether he will be one of the three giants of the New Rome or the only Augustus will depend on the next eight years.
When Alice Roosevelt arrived at Oak Manor, it was sunny and calm. Except for Evelyn and Natalia playing golf, Sheffield was lying on a comfortable lounge chair, recovering his body from carrying the weight.
"Did you know that my father quit the Republican Party?" Alice Roosevelt sighed and sat down, leaving Sheffield with only a nice back. Then the slave owner took action, "I heard about it. It's hard not to know about such a big thing."
Sheffield could not deny that he was unaware of the situation. That would be too contrived. It was not logical for the biggest supporter of the Democratic Party to be unaware of such big news about his opponent.
Although the slave owner was an expert at lying, cheating, and stealing, he would never be as honest as the Secretary of State a hundred years later and make his true feelings public. Similarly, the fact that President Roosevelt was monitored by the FBI would not leak out of his mouth.
Sheffield had no psychological burden in monitoring Alice Roosevelt's father. Although everyone was familiar with each other, there were some bottom lines that could not be crossed. Once broken, everyone was equal in the eyes of the slave owners. Natalia's brother Ogle could take a day trip to the Steel Furnace, so it would be nothing if he was replaced by Theodore Roosevelt.
"Father is determined to participate in this election. Aren't you worried?" Alice Roosevelt turned around and said with some concern, "Once he becomes president again, the conflict between you and father will begin again."
Sheffield scratched his head and looked at Alice Roosevelt in surprise. Was this woman worried about her father, or her man, or both?
But this question is not important. It may not reach the point where only one person can survive. Who said that in a normal election, Roosevelt himself will definitely win? Could it be that Roosevelt himself thinks he has a big advantage? Sheffield still thinks he has a big advantage. "Let's not talk about this. It's been half a year. Let's see how the situation develops!"
Regarding the visit of Martin Luther King III, the executive director of the Panama Canal Authority, to Oak Manor to visit Sheffield, Alice Roosevelt happened to catch up with them. Seeing the two of them hugging each other and telling each other what they had done recently, Alice Roosevelt felt a little confused.
Didn't this black man know that his boss was the biggest supporter of the Democratic Party? The slogan of the Democratic Party is to protect the interests of white people, but Alice Roosevelt didn't ask questions, and they are still here.
"The Panama Canal is a golden waterway. Many managers are actually reluctant to hand it over to you. I believe you have made a lot of money. This kind of thing is inevitable whether it is a public or private enterprise." Sheffield said while eating watermelon and spitting out the seeds. "But there are some rules for making money. Don't destroy the internal structure of the company, so you won't be caught. In this way, you can stay in your position. If one day you don't want to do it anymore, come back to run for election, and I will make arrangements so that the state legislature will nominate you to the House of Representatives."
"Boss, I'm just collecting a little toll. How can it damage the internal structure of the company?" Martin Luther King III assured with the unique purity of black people, "I have always been very fair to the Black Gold Panama Branch in the Canal Zone. We all fought for the Confederacy..."
Ahem... Sheffield seemed to be choked by the watermelon, and he covered his mouth and gave Martin Luther King III a warning with his eyes. The conversation suddenly stopped, and Martin Luther King III made amends, "What I mean is that we are all descendants of those who survived the battlefield, and there is no conflict between blacks and whites."
"Texas has racial harmony, but it does not accept the immigration of other black groups. Your enemies are your own people." Sheffield wiped his mouth and said, "You should understand that racial ratio is the basic condition that determines whether black people are respected. The larger your population, the greater the possibility of conflict."
"You have a relative who is not young anymore. He is in need of a manager in Goa, India. It's a good opportunity to recruit some people from your city to work abroad. Don't just eat and sleep all day long." Sheffield said to Martin Luther King III, "If you have nothing to do, you can go and pick people yourself."
"The boss gave them the job, so why should they object? Don't worry, I will definitely pick the most loyal people." Martin Luther King III nodded repeatedly and said viciously, "Even if I have to whip them, I will make them move."
Sheffield nodded coldly, pointing at the gifts on display and said, "You don't have to give these things to me, give them to Congressman Martin Luther King. I don't need these gifts."
After this magical conversation ended and Martin Luther King III, who was wearing the same color as her skin, left, Alice Roosevelt came closer and said, "You two have such a good relationship, it doesn't seem real. If someone didn't know about Martin's existence, they would never have thought that a black person could be treated with courtesy by you."
"My dear, do you know which group opposed the slave trade the most when the British Empire banned it, besides us Dixies?" Seeing Alice Roosevelt shaking her head, Sheffield explained, "It was the tribal chiefs in Africa."
Because these African chiefs often captured their compatriots as slaves and then sold them to the British for money, each of them could be exchanged for 20 to 30 pounds. In the eyes of these chiefs, abolishing the slave trade would cut off their own source of income.
Can cats stop eating mice? Which cat doesn't want to die with a mouse in its mouth? I want to die with a slave in my mouth, this is what an African chief said. The nature of compradors determines that their interests must be based on damaging the interests of the Chinese people.
Sheffield could always find enough people to serve him in any country in the world, even Britain and Germany were no exception. At the same time, he himself was infinitely loyal to the great Sultan and the supreme Caliph.
Because in theory, the Mesopotamian region is now the territory of the Ottoman Empire, and almost all the oil and gas fields in the Persian Gulf are now the legal territory of the Ottoman Empire. If the great Sultan could give one more place, such as the Qatar Peninsula. Sheffield is not a greedy person!
Compradors are ubiquitous. In Southeast Asia, the Chinese were the force used by the colonists. In British Africa, Indians were the force to maintain law and order. So after independence, Africa actually hated Indians, even though they were very black.
Asking Martin Luther King to find someone to go to Goa, India was a temporary outbreak of the slave owner's evil taste. Since the British liked to let the red-headed Indians manage Africans, there was nothing wrong with him coming here to let the blacks assist the United Company's industries in India.
A month later, Anne, who was dressed in her best attire, undoubtedly became the focus of everyone at the grand ball. After returning from Texas, she did not passively accept the feeling of being the center of attention. Instead, she took the initiative to return to her country with her husband's instructions to carry out financial diplomacy.
During the ball, Anne remained silent and at the same time friendly to all the guests, except the Socialists.
Anne, who had been away from France for many years, felt unfamiliar with many people, but still, under the guidance of her mother, she greeted the guests who came to the ball, while carefully maintaining a sense of distance and keeping some men who had illusions about life away.
"My daughter, you are really the focus of this dance. Look at those men's eyes, they are all on you." Susan said to her daughter exaggeratedly.
Seeing her mother's words becoming more and more excessive, Anne frowned and said, "Don't say such things, mother. My husband doesn't like it. You will cause trouble if you do this."
"Does he know the situation here?" Susan smiled indifferently, but Anne's expression was still very cold. She just stared at her mother and nodded gently, "William doesn't trust anyone. He has always been so honest. Of course, there are people watching me."
"This is too much. He doesn't even trust his own wife." Susan muttered unhappily, "This man is so insecure."
"He is my husband. I understand. Feelings are mutual." Anne was not affected by her mother's words at all. She said to herself, "I have not been in Paris for many years. I need some connections to do something. William has prepared a lot of financial support for me. As long as I achieve my goal, everything will be fine."
Sheffield knew that it would be very difficult to backstab a country, so he exchanged five million gold francs for a box and asked his wife to bring it back, a perfect example of gold diplomacy.
After the dance, Susan and the old man saw the mountain of banknotes. Harry Sheffield swallowed his saliva and accused him righteously, "This bastard has no idea how hard it is to create wealth."
Anne remained silent, knowing that the old man's words translated to, "With so much money, why don't you give it to me."
"William asked me to bring this money to do something big." Anne sat down gracefully and spoke slowly in front of the two old men. "The thing that made him spend five million francs must be big. He has even made enough preparations. Recently, I need to meet frequently with some people who still have political influence. First of all, please give me a list of people who are still in contact with your family and who are still influential in the political circle."
"Dear father!" Anne stared into the old man's eyes and coughed. "William said that you can be of great help because you love taking pictures."
(End of this chapter)
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