Chapter 93 French Guests
"You touched me before you became an adult, what will you do when you become an adult?" Edith Rockefeller glanced at him coquettishly and said with her red lips parted. "Today really opened my eyes. No wonder this was the confidence of the Southern Confederacy during the Civil War. Do you want to start a corporate war abroad?"
"These are just small events. If Madam pays attention to me, you will definitely be pleasantly surprised in the future." Sheffield said modestly, "Normal business competition is fine, but Keane's tricks are useless to us. Even if I don't care, those partners who just came back from the smoke of war in Brazil don't care about this kind of petty blackmail. He is simply blinded by the profits."
As for the competition for the banana republics in Central America, just as Sheffield said, except for the first move, the rest of the advantages are on their side, and they just didn't pay attention for a while. As long as they concentrate on the competition, Keane's struggle will be useless. Whether it is capital, manpower or geographical advantages, he is not weaker than the other side, and he is even stronger.
"As for matters concerning clothing, I will naturally help you with public opinion! Coubertin happens to be French, and he must know something about the aristocratic circles in Paris. You and Rockefeller Jr. can meet this gentleman together when the time comes." Sheffield felt that many things were interconnected, and it would be a waste if he didn't use them.
Coubertin told Sheffield that it was a good sign to reflect his patriotic entrepreneur. The same was true for Rockefeller Jr., and there was some value in promoting the pharmaceutical industry. But for Edith Rockefeller, the greatest value was her status as a French aristocrat, which gave Edith Rockefeller the opportunity to be in the spotlight.
It was because of Coubertin's arrival that Sheffield was not prepared to return to the South without any further setbacks to the United Fruit Company. He had an assessment to acquire the steel mill and was also waiting for Coubertin's arrival, so he was not in a state of idleness.
But he didn't know that Edith Rockefeller had a big fight with her husband, "Why can the Sheffield family be led by women, but I can't run a business with you? Is my background not worthy of it?"
"It's obvious that all the men in the Sheffield family have had accidents, and even the current heir has not yet reached adulthood. Do you want me to have an accident as well?" Harold McCormick retorted very firmly, "You can't expect to get so much just because you are Rockefeller's daughter. Edith, look at other companies and don't always focus on special cases."
"It seems that I can't rely on you anymore. I should run my own business." Edith Rockefeller's eyes were full of disappointment. She had always thought that she could manage the business together with her husband.
However, such an idea had always been resisted by Harold McCormick, especially after meeting Sheffield. Edith Rockefeller learned that this large Southern family did not reject women in power. She just wanted to run the business together and share the glory, but was resisted by her husband. She was furious. She clearly didn't want much, and she had 30 million US dollars in stocks, but she couldn't let Harold McCormick take her seriously.
"Connor, what do you think? After I take back the steel mill, can I hang up the Southern Cross flag? This doesn't seem to violate the Constitution!" Sheffield held his chin with one hand and looked at John Connor with his head tilted. Naturally, the other party told the old man the news by telegram. The old man's reaction was naturally no surprise, and he very much approved of the idea of taking action.
Just like Sheffield said, women are cruel in this regard? Sheffield just wanted to exert a little pressure to force Keane to talk to him. If the other party gave in, maybe he could make him withdraw with his capital intact. The old man didn't even want to talk.
According to the words in the telegram, once Keane suffered losses, Morgan would naturally stop financing Keane's speculative behavior, and might even abandon this businessman who wanted to take risks in Central America in order to stop the losses.
In the eyes of ordinary people, a businessman like Keane is undoubtedly a fickle person, but in Morgan's eyes, he is nothing. Once he finds that there may be losses, Morgan will turn his guns around and drain all of Keane's funds without Sheffield United Fruit Company doing anything. Morgan can be the villain.
The capital market is ruthless. People go bankrupt every day in the United States. Once Morgan abandons this white glove that intervenes in Central America, this person's fate is doomed to be tragic.
Sheffield just wanted this person to give up the market and not interfere in this field. But Lafayette's idea was much simpler. She wanted this person to die.
John Connor didn't know what Sheffield was thinking, but when he heard about hanging the Southern Cross flag at the steel plant, he smiled bitterly and said, "Master, can you please not have such an idea? This will cause a lot of trouble for your company. After all, this is not the South. There will always be some people who will stand up and criticize us."
"That's true. The Union Army has never captured Chicago, but there is always a chance if we wait." Sheffield said noncommittally, "If our steel mill is mainly staffed by black people and is met with hostility from other white workers in Chicago, then the black workers probably won't say anything if we hang up the Southern Cross flag. Hanging this flag should have the effect of restoring order in the factory!"
Sheffield showed with his actions that John Connor's words were as good as nothing, and he still wanted to make his position clear. There was no special reason, just to disgust the Yankees.
"If there are not enough local blacks, we can recruit workers from New Orleans and write more in the newspapers about the fact that the North needs workers and will not discriminate against them. We should also get closer to the Yankees to show solidarity. It would be best if all the blacks from the southern states come to the North. Then I will definitely be a pioneer of equal rights and recruit black workers in all factories in Yankee territory. After all, I am so kind. The South is poor in resources and has nothing but land. It is better for us Dixies to work harder to farm. This way, we can have the best of both worlds!" Sheffield kept nodding as he spoke, thinking that he must have his own place in the history of equal rights in the United States. As for the Southern Cross flag, those are minor issues, and the flaws do not outweigh the merits.
"Master, that's a good idea!" John Connor showed his loyalty and flattered him against his conscience, "Miss Anne, according to calculations, will arrive in Chicago in a few days. With other people protecting her, her safety won't be a problem."
"It's good that she's here. She can build relationships with the royalist nobles!" Sheffield yawned, stood up and stretched his muscles, saying tiredly.
The distinguished French guest, an important member of the royalist party, and a pioneer of the Olympics, traveled thousands of miles across the Atlantic Ocean and finally set foot on the land of the New World. After landing in New York, he finally arrived in loyal Chicago. The first thing he saw was a sunny boy who was waiting there with great friendliness.
"Dear guest, I have been waiting for you for a long time!" Sheffield said with a smile on his face, as shameless as the Paris newspapers, hanging on Anne's arm. At least he would never say that the monster from Corsica landed in Juan Port.
(End of this chapter)
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