A Red Dead Redemption Story

Chapter 106 The Cornish Philosophy of Employment
Annesburg port.

On the deck of the private ship that Cornwall had just received, Leviticus Cornwall was admiring the first turbine-powered steamship in the United States.

"Mr. Cornwall, thank you very much for agreeing to interview me. This ship is hailed as a marvel of British engineering. We all know that it only made its debut in 1894 and subsequently proved to be the fastest on the water. A fast ship, what do you plan to name this ship?" The reporter with thick glasses asked after reading the prepared interview transcript.

"Turbinnia," Cornish replied shortly.

Just as the reporter was about to continue asking questions according to the content prepared in the interview script, Cameron stood up and pulled the reporter aside. He could see that Mr. Cornwall was admiring his ship and was not accepting much for the interview. Interested, he told reporters:
"The photos were also taken. If you still have any questions, my secretary will give you a press release later. You can find all the answers you want from it. That's it for today's interview."

"Mr. Spence...last question, I heard that Mr. Cornwall is planning to start commercial production with reference to this ship..." the reporter asked anxiously.

Unfortunately, Cameron did not intend to answer this question. He interrupted the reporter, and after finishing his routine farewell remarks, he kicked the reporter off the boat.

When Cameron returned to Cornwall, Cornwall was holding a glass of whiskey. He was standing on the edge of the boat, looking at the sea in the distance.

Cameron didn't speak, and silently poured himself a glass.

"Mr. Vice President, do you know why my security employees failed to bring Dutch Vanderlinde back to me?" Cornwall asked after taking a sip of the whiskey in his glass.

Cameron could only put down the wine glass in his hand at this time, and then said apologetically:
"Is it possible that Pinkerton's information is wrong?"

It was from Pinkerton that Cornwall and the others learned the location of Dutch van der Linde's camp. Originally, Milton was planning to apply for some manpower support from Cornwall. Because he was worried that the damage from the frontal conflict would be too great, the original plan was It must have been the day after Cornwall attacked the camp, but Cornwall took action in advance without permission.

This is why, by the time the Pinkerton agents prepared their manpower and arrived at the Horseshoe Lookout, Dutch Vanderlinde was no longer around.

After listening to Cameron's answer, Cornwall turned around, looked at Cameron with a smile, and the next second he slammed the wine glass in his hand on Cameron, and he cursed loudly:

"The bullshit news is wrong. The reason they didn't catch Dutch van der Linde was entirely because these losers took money from others!"

In Cornwall's mind, it was nothing if he didn't catch Daqi Van der Linde, but the security employees under his own hands actually betrayed him because they took money from others, which was unacceptable to him.

When the squad leader and Cornwall reported the failure of the mission that day, Cornwall kept an eye on them and asked another group of people to follow them. The squad leader didn't reveal the secret, but after his subordinates got the money, But he became more relaxed.

As a result, after an interrogation in Cornwall, these people gave all the truth about the matter.

This almost pissed Cornwall off.

At the same time, Cornwall once again strengthened his opinion that inferior people deserve to remain inferior people forever!

"Mr. Cornwall, I'm sorry, I made an oversight." Cameron said with a ninety-degree bow.

He didn't dare to say anything at all. Could this be a misunderstanding? Other than admitting his mistake, other options had already been confirmed by his seniors, and they would not end well.

Otherwise, Cameron deserves to be the vice president of Cornwall.

Cornwall was barely satisfied with Cameron's attitude. Looking at Cameron, who was still dripping with alcohol, Cornwall threw the handkerchief he had wiped his hands in front of him and said with irony:

"You have to understand my worries and painstaking efforts. When doing business in this hellish place in the West, if I can't hold the gun firmly in my hand, at any time! The empire I built will collapse in an instant!" "I understand! I will definitely be careful. Punish these people." Cameron said with an apologetic smile, then picked up the handkerchief on the ground and wiped his face.

Cornwall picked up an empty wine glass again. Cameron immediately stepped forward and poured the wine for him sensibly. Cornwall said calmly:
"No need, I've already taken care of it. I sent them all to Guama Island. I think the rebels don't have the money to bribe them anymore, right?"

Cameron wiped the water stains on his forehead. He didn't know if it was sweat or alcohol. Cornish's words were obviously knocking him. Cameron thought about the current situation on Guama Island, and he knew it in his heart. , these employees are probably in bad luck.

At the same time, Cameron also understood that not everything in Cornwall was left in his hands.

He was clearly in charge of the security employees, yet Cornwall was able to bypass him and deal with these people. Thinking of this, Cameron bent even lower.

"Okay, don't pretend like this in front of me, I still believe in you, Mr. Vice President."

"I don't dare. My admiration for Mr. Cornish is all sincere. I still have a lot to learn..."

Cornwall looked at Cameron's appearance and lost the idea of ​​continuing to knock. He asked:
"How is the progress of the oil field acquisition case?"

"..."

Looking at the silent Cameron, Cornwall still didn't understand. Looking at it like this, it was obvious that something was wrong.

"Tell me, what happened?"

Cameron lowered his head and said:
"Mr. Walli is dead. He committed suicide..."

Cornwall frowned and interrupted:
"When a person dies, he dies. Doesn't the bank still have a previous debt? Contact the bank to recover his assets for auction..."

"Mr. Cornwall, there is no way, this guy transferred the ownership of the company and the oil field before his death."

When Cornwall heard this, he became happy and wondered who had the courage to steal what he liked.

Cameron hurriedly continued:
"It's a man named Arthur Callahan. I'm trying to contact him to discuss the acquisition."

"Arthur? Callahan? I seem to have heard of this name somewhere?" Cornish said while recalling where he had heard it. For a while, he really couldn't remember.

"This man has some property in Valentine..."

"Ah, a small casino?" Cornwall remembered. Isn't this name the name of the casino owner? After leaving that day, Cornwall felt that the casino should be related to the Van der Linde gang, otherwise he would not have lost so much. awful.

Cameron quickly reported the latest news collected recently to Cornwall. He said:

"Not only that, now, almost half of Valentine's property is under his name, and this person seems to be preparing to expand his business to Rhodes Town recently..."

Cornwall had an inexplicable feeling at this time that he had to press him to death. This was a strange capitalist intuition. He couldn't explain the reason, but it did not prevent him from following this idea.

(End of this chapter)