America 1881: They Call Me Legend

Chapter 606 New Opportunities
"Mr. Chen, do you really want to give up this opportunity to control the entire steel industry in the United States?"

Carnegie stared at Chen Jianqiu and asked.

"You know, whether it's your railway company or the arms industry, you need steel to support it."

"If one day, I mean one day, my steel company changes hands, someone might try to grab your neck."

he said slowly.

The image of the oil tycoon appeared in Chen Jianqiu's mind.

"Rockefeller? He wants to eat you. It shouldn't be easy, right? As far as I know, he has been trying to challenge your position in the steel industry, but he has never been successful."

Carnegie shook his head.

"not him."

The steel tycoon picked up his glass of whiskey again, took a sip, and looked out the window.

"No matter how rich Rockefeller was, he was still in business. He didn't have that much cash."

Chen Jianqiu glanced at each other.

They all understood what Carnegie meant.

If it weren't for Rockefeller, there would be only one person in China who has the ability to take down Carnegie's business empire.

"JP Morgan?"

Carnegie still looked out the window:

"Be careful Morgan, he's more dangerous than he looks."

Hearing what Carnegie said, Chen Jianqiu fell into deep thought again.

Although so far, Mr. Morgan has been on his side in most incidents, but many times his starting point is not for his own sake.

Great bankers have never been good men and women.

As long as it is beneficial to him, he can turn his face and sell his teammates faster than anyone else.

In addition, according to the news from the Border Detective Agency, the president has a photo of his construction in the port of Baltimore, Cuba.

Chen Jianqiu originally thought that Rockefeller's people did it.

But according to Holiday's feedback, it seems unlikely.

In view of the fact that Standard Oil has been infiltrated by the Frontier Detective Agency to the point where even the ledger has been copied.

The accuracy of this news is worthy of respect.

If not Rockefeller, then who?
Chen Jianqiu didn't think about Morgan before, but now Carnegie reminded him.

"Well, let me see if my Pacific Railway Company can satisfy Morgan's appetite." Chen Jianqiu thought for a while and said.

He spread his hands, and said helplessly to the steel tycoon: "Look, Mr. Carnegie, I really don't have much cash to offer you. I have to throw money at you, and I have to recruit a bunch of other people."

Carnegie smiled: "I'm not in a hurry."

Yes, if this matter can be accomplished, it will be a deal worth hundreds of millions of dollars, so there is no rush.

After reaching a preliminary consensus, the atmosphere at the dinner table suddenly became more relaxed.

Scottish specialties were also served one after another.

There are lobsters, and the soup made with freshly caught sea fish in the port is extremely delicious.

Compared with the uncomfortable "haggis" before, these dishes seem to make people feel a lot more comfortable.

Not to mention the taste and taste, at least there will be no desire to vomit just by looking at the plate.

"By the way, Mr. Carnegie, I would like to ask, are you willing to sell the steel empire you created by yourself?"

Chen Jianqiu asked while twisting the "arm" of the lobster.

"I'm old and only have one daughter. With her alone, there is no way to maintain the Carnegie Steel Company." Carnegie sighed.

"If the transaction is successful, then you will be the richest man in the world." Chen Jianqiu said after a simple calculation in his mind.

"If Morgan wanted to buy my company, I would not only ask him to buy all my shares and then discount them; but if it were you, I wouldn't open my mouth so loudly," Carnegie said.

"Oh? Why is that?" Chen Jianqiu asked curiously.

"After I heard about what you did, I realized one thing." Carnegie said, "When wealth reaches a certain level, to a person, it is just a number."

"Wealth is meaningless if it doesn't give back to society."

Both Roosevelt and Chen Jianqiu nodded in agreement.

It seems that the old man is getting older, so he has figured it out.

"You let employees hold shares, set up workers' pension organizations, and even implement an 8-hour working system."

"If it was changed to before, I would definitely laugh at your naivety."

"I always thought that I got everything I have today through my own struggle, and the reason why those workers are workers is because they don't work as hard as me."

"I can't even understand why those workers hated me so much when they were on strike."

"Sometimes I think now, what have I brought to this country, what have I brought to this society? Did I just bring pain?"

"Mr. Carnegie, you don't need to belittle yourself. Your factory has brought jobs and paid taxes. It's not as bad as you imagined."

Chen Jianqiu was afraid that the old man could not help but wipe his neck with a table knife, so he comforted him.

But the steel tycoon looked at him sincerely:
"Mr. Chen, you are willing to share your wealth with others, so I decided to help more people like you."

"Oh, sometimes, it's just a habit. Believe me, while helping others, you can also get a sense of accomplishment."

Chen Jianqiu didn't know how to respond to this "greatly enlightened" steel tycoon, so he could only say so.

But he suddenly remembered something, and continued to ask:

"Mr. Carnegie, you are willing to sell your whole life to me. I am afraid that is not the only reason?"

The steel tycoon suddenly took out a golden pocket watch from his jacket.

The workmanship of the pocket watch is extremely exquisite, and the hollow pattern on the cover is particularly eye-catching.

After playing with the pocket watch back and forth for a while, he lifted the cover, took out a handkerchief and wiped the dial carefully.

"This pocket watch was given to me by my mentor." Carnegie looked at the pocket watch in his hand with a complicated expression.

Chen Jianqiu stopped what he was doing, wiped his mouth, and began to listen carefully.

Teacher?Does this old man who is about to die still have a mentor?

"I don't know if you've ever heard the name Scott," Carnegie said.

Chen Jianqiu raised his eyebrows.

I've heard of it, why haven't I heard of it?The old man's body was buried somewhere in the New Mexico wilderness.

But following Carnegie's subsequent description, Chen Jianqiu realized that this Scott was not Scott.

Carnegie's mentor was another railroad tycoon after Vanderbilt.

He is Chen Jianqiu's senior.

Before Carnegie made his fortune, he worked in his railway company and was highly regarded, and he was regarded as the latter's closed disciple.

It's just that there was a business collision with Rockefeller's business empire later.

Rockefeller desperately lost money and replaced railway transportation with oil pipeline transportation, which bankrupted the desperate Scott and indirectly led to his suicide.

"I will never forget my teacher's death." Carnegie looked a little painful.

He looked at Chen Jianqiu with hope:
"Mr. Chen, in my life, I have not been able to avenge my mentor. At most, I will fight Rockefeller in another field."

"I know the grievances between you and him, so I hope you don't lose!"

"Okay, let me borrow your good words."

Chen Jianqiu raised his glass with a smile.

"May those who died rest in peace!"

Roosevelt and Carnegie also raised their glasses.

After the three people greeted each other, they drank the wine in their cups in one gulp.

After chatting for a while, they walked out of the restaurant.

Carnegie's driver drove the steel baron away first.

After Roosevelt and Chen Jianqiu watched the car leave, they also walked towards their car.

However, after the two walked in front of the car, Chen Jianqiu just opened the door to check whether the fishing rod in the back seat was still there, then closed the door again, and walked directly past the car.

"Aren't we going to drive away?" Roosevelt was dumbfounded.

Chen Jianqiu turned his head, looked at Mr. Vice President, and said with regret:

"Driving without drinking, drinking without driving, Mr. Vice President."

Roosevelt was taken aback.

He had never heard of this law in America.

Speaking of drinking, are there still few people in the west riding a horse and drinking at the same time?

Which one is this?
"Let's go, Teddy, let's go along the coast to the city." Seeing Roosevelt standing still, Chen Jianqiu urged.
"Let's go! We have to digest after eating, let's take a walk and go back."

"You're not really going to sell the Pacific Railroad to Morgan, are you? Then there's going to be another railroad giant in America!"

On the way back, Roosevelt asked Chen Jianqiu worriedly.

"A Big Mac is a Big Mac. The bigger it is built, the more enjoyable it is to tear it down."

Chen Jianqiu disagreed.

He suddenly thought of Morgan for no reason.

At this time, Morgan was indeed with Rockefeller.

He was asking the latter for the spoils of the game.

(End of this chapter)