I was a tycoon in World War I: Starting to save France.

On an ordinary morning, Charles slept until he woke up naturally.

He opened the curtains and looked outside. The weather seemed not very good, it was gloomy and it was raining a little.

After being stunned for a while, he hurriedly washed up, changed clothes, and went downstairs.

Camille was busy in the kitchen. When she saw Charles, she brought him a large plate of apple crisp and a glass of hot milk.

"You must eat them all!" Camille's tone left no room for doubt.

Another meaning of "breakfast" in French is "small meal", which shows that French people don't pay much attention to breakfast. They only need to fill their stomachs with a little filling, and sometimes they don't eat it.

But Camille thinks that Ciel is growing taller now and must eat more.

"Where is father?" Charles asked while chewing a crispy apple crisp, "Isn't he up yet?"

Normally, Djoka would have breakfast with Charles and then drive to work. Charles was a little worried that he would have to be locked up at home for a whole day like last time.

"He went out just now!" Camille poked her head out of the kitchen, her eyes shining with pride: "Go buy a newspaper. He heard that your story was published in the newspaper again!"

Ciel didn't think it was a big deal.

Since the invention of the tank and the tricycle, newspapers in Paris, large and small, have been reporting on the Shire, such as "Le Petit Journal", "Le Matin", "Le Petit Paris", "Journal", etc., one after another. He went to great lengths, and from time to time, reporters would come to Shire's doorstep or the factory and block him, asking for interviews and photos.

(Note: The above four newspapers and periodicals were the four major popular newspapers in France at that time, among which "Little Journal" had the highest circulation)

Charles has gotten used to it and can handle it at first. After all, those reporters also want to make a living. Soon he got tired of it and thought it was a waste of time with no end in sight.

But Djoka and Camille are happy to do so. Once any newspaper publishes Charles's deeds, they will definitely buy it and read it over and over again, then judge and discuss it, and even make similar comparisons. Finally, Then collect them all.

At this time, Djoka came back. Camille saw Djoka from a distance through the window, and immediately walked to the door excitedly and couldn't wait to shout: "Is it true? There is another report about Charles? This What did you say?"

Djoka just nodded, handed a newspaper to Camille after entering the door, and sat in front of Charles without saying a word.

Charles saw some worry in Djorka's eyes and couldn't help but ask: "Did the newspaper write something bad about me?"

"No!" Djoka shook his head slightly, but still said nothing.

Camille unfolded the newspaper and walked slowly while reading, and then shouted excitedly: "This time it is "Le Figaro", and it is the headline on the front page. They said you..."

Camille suddenly looked at Charles in surprise:

"New content!"

"They said you deliberately led the Germans to Davaz to expose their flanks, and we defeated the Germans!"

"Is it true, Ciel?"

"Why have you never told me?"

Charles instantly understood why Djoka had that expression.

Djoka winked at Charles, and Charles understood it. He put on an innocent expression and replied: "I don't know about this, mother, they wrote it randomly!"

Camille was stunned for a moment, then laughed:

"These reporters will say anything to increase sales!"

"But that's a good thing, right?"

She put the newspaper on the dining table and walked into the kitchen again: "It is indeed a good thing. Our Ciel has become a hero again!"

Djoka looked bitter and asked Charles in a low voice: "Is it Francis?"

Ciel nodded.

Only three people knew about it, Francis, Gallieni and Djoka.

Gallieni and Djoka couldn't possibly reveal the news, so only Francis could.

Djoka actually guessed it, but he just didn't want to admit it. After all, it was his father, Charles's grandfather.

"It might have something to do with our new tractor factory!" said Charles.

He wanted to give a reason so that Djoka would feel more comfortable.

"Even if this is the case, can he do this?" Djoka suddenly became excited. He clicked the newspaper hard with his fingers, and his voice was almost squeezed out from between his teeth: "On the surface, he is praising you and shaping you. He wants to become a hero, but his real intention is to send you into the army so that you won’t become his competitor!”

Charles did not deny that this was Francis' intention.

"He is a coward!" Djoka cursed in a low voice: "He does not dare to face your challenge. With this dirty trick, he is not worried about you going to the battlefield..."

Djoka didn't say anything else because he thought it was unlucky.

Charles didn't know how to comfort Djoka. He could only say: "Maybe it's not just him, father!"

"What?" Djoka looked at Charles in confusion.

Charles reminded: "Le Figaro."

Djoka said "Oh" and understood.

"Figaro" is a newspaper for the aristocracy. Its owner Nicholas is a member of the aristocracy. Along with him are Grevi and Armand, who are representatives of the traditional aristocracy and are the leaders of the party.

The tank property rights were sold to them.

If Shire's tractor develops, it may threaten the sales of tanks or even replace it...

Tying it all together, it becomes clear.

The anger in Dejoka's eyes gradually turned into fear: "Although they have little influence in politics, they have a lot of power due to their complicated relationships. They also have a certain say in the House of Representatives. In addition, they are financially strong..."

At this time, Camille came out. She placed a plate of apple crisps in front of Dejoka and herself, and asked curiously: "What are you talking about?"

Dejoka was a little flustered. If Camille knew that Francis and the traditional nobles had joined forces to deal with Charles, she would be scared.

Charles replied calmly: "Nothing, Mom, the car has a little problem!"

Camille didn't doubt it at all. She smiled and looked at Dejoka: "That's your father's baby, Charles, no wonder he looks so ugly!"

Charles smiled and said nothing.

This was beyond Charles's expectations.

He has been trying not to intensify the conflict with the capitalists, but he still offended the traditional nobles after all.

At the same time, he thought it was very interesting. The traditional nobles seemed to have helped Gallieni.

Before this, Gallieni had always hoped that Charles could become a military advisor, but he did not dare to ask for him openly because of Charles' identity as an arms dealer, and even had to avoid suspicion when discussing issues.

Now, with the traditional nobles' help, Gallieni can realize this wish smoothly, and Laurent does not have to work so hard to humiliate himself!

No, that old guy Gallieni will act very unhappy, and finally accept it reluctantly out of helplessness!

This drama queen, old sly guy! It's time for you to perform again!