America 1881: They Call Me Legend

Chapter 355 350 Fifth Avenue, New York

Chen Jianqiu didn't pay too much attention to the crying upstairs behind him.

He didn't even glance at the doctor as he hurried upstairs.

The death of a centipede is not dead, let alone a huge DuPont family.

The first meeting of the "International Gunpowder Association" was brief.

The content is simple.

Chen Jianqiu will fulfill his promise to provide them with the production technology of smokeless gunpowder and dynamite free of charge.

The premise is that they try to seize DuPont's market.

As for the means, he doesn't care.

Chen Jianqiu's account is very clear.

The major gun manufacturers in the United States are temporarily unable to develop guns suitable for smokeless powder.

How much smokeless gunpowder these people can sell depends entirely on how many guns they can help themselves sell with their own abilities.

Moreover, the more they sell, the more they earn on raw materials.

It depends on when Rockefeller's Mobil can't help it.

Based on what he knew about the oil tycoon, he might have a hand in the chaos.

This person has a top-notch sense of business opportunities, and he will find the market by smelling blood like a vulture, and then take a share of the dead body.

"Okay, the meeting is over, let's go eat."

Looking at the heavy snow falling outside the window, Chen Jianqiu said.

The gunpowder merchants present were a little confused.

Have a meal?Why haven't they heard that there will be a banquet after today's meeting?

"Please move to No. 350 Fifth Avenue (author's note: near the location of the Empire State Building), someone has prepared a sumptuous banquet for us there." Chen Jianqiu said.

For this address, Old Hadze is no stranger.

Isn't this the mansion of William Backhouse Astor, Jr., the richest man in New York?

Mrs. Astor is a well-known socialite in the upper class of New York. She is said to have a secret list.

This list is actually an organization, and the people in the organization are all Mrs. Astor's guests.

They are the aristocracy of this country.

Every upstart in America today dreams of being on this list.

Among the people in the association now, only old Hadze is qualified to go there twice, and the others have only heard about it a little bit.

Old Hadze was a little strange.

Although he knew that Chen Jianqiu was very capable and powerful.

Otherwise, I would not choose to cooperate with him.

But he also deeply knows what kind of people the new aristocrats in the United States are.

Imagine that a Chinese, a western nouveau riche, appeared in the banquet hall of Astor's house that could accommodate 400 people.

Chen Jianqiu had already seen his thoughts.

"Old Astor is just a German nouveau riche who buys furs. He is a mountain of foxes. Why is he pretending to be a chat?"

He said to Old Hadze.

Regardless of whether old Hudze heard or didn't understand the meaning of Chen Jianqiu's words, the first banquet of the International Gunpowder Association was just held in the mansion of Astor's family.

"Um, actually, I intended to catch the wind for you or something."

Little Astor stood on the second floor, holding a wine glass, looking at the gunpowder dealers in the hall, feeling a little melancholy.

"No problem, your wine tastes very good." Chen Jianqiu gently shook the red wine in the glass, took a sip, and praised, "Besides, is your family still short of some wine and food?"

"My mother almost went crazy with joy when she heard that I was going to entertain others at home. If she and my father hadn't traveled to Europe, she would definitely have attended in person."

Little Astor pointed at a gunpowder merchant who was drinking with his wine glass, and sighed.

"She'll be furious if she finds out her stock has been drunk by such a rude fellow."

"No, no, don't look down on them, they will be the pillars of America in the future." Chen Jianqiu shook his finger.

"Besides, I'm not a Chinese. If your mother knew that you invited me, she would probably drive you out of the house."

"You are different." Little Astor looked at Chen Jianqiu resentfully.

This glance made Chen Jianqiu's hair stand on end.

He always felt that Little Astor's attitude towards him was a bit abnormal.

He has noticed it since opening the bank.

It's pushing candidates again, and it's all kinds of hard work making suggestions.

Apart from normal business interests, the son of the richest man in New York has no reason to be so concerned about himself.

Chen Jianqiu studied it for a long time and thought that there are two possibilities:

The first is that he suffers from Stockholm Syndrome.

The second type?
Forget it, the second one is too scary, I can't bear it anymore.

He decided to change the subject.

"I heard you were admitted to Harvard?" Chen Jianqiu turned around and asked with his back leaning against the railing.

"Yes, I'm going to Harvard." Little Astor nodded, "My father hopes that I can learn more knowledge there, and then, meet more people."

"Then, better inherit the family business?" Chen Jianqiu sighed.

"Or else?"

That's right, this guy dared to go to the west and cause all kinds of troubles during the summer vacation, so he might as well just go to college honestly.

"Actually, there are other things to hold a banquet for you alone." Little Astor said, "Since you have decided to come to New York to develop"

"My young master, I didn't come to New York to develop, I just started some business in New York." Chen Jianqiu couldn't laugh or cry.

"Uh, okay, but I still hope you come to New York more often." Astor spread his hands, "I mean, I want to introduce you to some political resources."

Chen Jianqiu was secretly happy, but he wasn't sure if it was Little Astor's wishful thinking.

He is not sure about the attitude of those top politicians towards the Chinese.

"I'm a businessman, not interested in politics." Chen Jianqiu said duplicity.

"Then you are making a big mistake." Little Astor approached him and said quietly, "The bigger the business, the more you need to understand politics."

"Next year will be the general election year. Analyzing it from various angles, I think the opportunity for the Democratic Party to come to the fore has come."

Chen Jianqiu is interested in Liao Liao.

Because in the current situation, whether the Republican Party or the Democratic Party is in power, it doesn't mean much to me.

"This year, everyone's focus on this contradiction and controversy is still on whether the "Civil Service Reform System" can continue to be implemented."

Little Astor was talking endlessly, but Chen Jianqiu had already wandered thousands of miles away.

"By the way, would you like to meet Mr. Grover Cleveland, the candidate for this term of the Democratic Party?" Little Astor asked suddenly.

"Ah? Who are you talking about?" Chen Jianqiu didn't recover for a while.

"Mr. Grover Cleveland, he is busy with his campaign speeches. There should be one the day after tomorrow. I suggest you listen to it." Little Astor said.

"Okay, I'll check it out when I have time."

(End of this chapter)