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

Chapter 59 They Helped Gallieni
On an ordinary morning, Charles slept until he woke up naturally.

He opened the curtains and looked outside. The weather didn't seem very good. It was gloomy and there was a little rain.

After being stunned for a while, he quickly washed, changed his clothes and went downstairs.

Camille was busy in the kitchen, and when he saw Charles, he brought him a large plate of apple crumble and a cup of hot milk.

"You must finish it all!" Camille's tone left no doubt.

Another meaning of "breakfast" in French is "small meal", which shows that the French do not attach importance to breakfast. They think it is enough to just fill their stomachs a little, and sometimes they don't even eat.

But Camille thinks that Charles is growing now and needs to eat more.

"Where's father?" Charles asked, chewing a crisp apple crumble. "Isn't he up yet?"

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

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

Charles didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

Ever since the invention of the tank and the sidecar, newspapers of all sizes in Paris have been reporting on Charles's story, including Le Petit Journal, Le Matin, Le Petit Paris Journal, Le Journal, etc., one article after another, and from time to time reporters would block Charles's doorstep at his home or factory to ask for interviews and take pictures.

(Note: The above four newspapers were the four major mass newspapers in France at that time, among which Le Petit Journal had the highest circulation)
Charles had gotten used to it and would deal with it at first, after all, those reporters were trying to make a living, but he soon got bored, thinking it was a waste of time and that there was no end to it.

But Djokovic and Camille enjoy doing this. Once a newspaper publishes Charles' deeds, they will buy it and read it repeatedly, then judge and discuss it, and even find similar comparisons, and finally 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 shouted: "Is it true? There is another report about Charles? What does it say this time?"

Djokovic 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 Djoka's eyes and couldn't help asking, "Did the newspaper write something bad about me?"

"No!" Djokovic shook his head slightly and still said nothing.

Camille unfolded the newspaper while reading it while walking in small steps, and then shouted excitedly: "This time it's Le Figaro, and it's the front page headline. They say you..."

Camille suddenly looked at Charles in surprise:

“New content!”

"They said you deliberately led the Germans to Davoise to expose their flank, and that's how we defeated the Germans!"

"Is it true, Ciel?"

"Why didn't you ever tell me?"

Charles instantly understood why Djoka had that expression.

Djoka winked at Charles, who understood what he meant. He put on an innocent expression and replied, "I don't know about this, Mom. They just wrote it!"

Camille was stunned, then laughed:

"These reporters will say anything to increase sales!"

"But it'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 Charles has become a hero again!"

Deyoka looked bitter and asked Charles in a low voice, "Is it Francis?"

Charles nodded. Only three people knew about this: Francis, Gallieni and Dejoka.

Gallieni and Dejoka couldn't possibly leak the news, so it would only be Francis.

Djokovic actually guessed it, but he was unwilling to admit it. After all, that was his father, Charles' grandfather.

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

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

"Even if that's the case, can he do this?" Djoka suddenly became excited. He tapped the newspaper with his fingers and spoke through his teeth: "On the surface, he is praising you and making you a hero, but his real intention is to send you to the army so that you won't become his competitor!"

Charles did not deny that this was Francis' intention.

"He's a coward!" Djoka cursed in a low voice: "He doesn't dare to face your challenge. He uses such a despicable method. He doesn't worry that you will be in trouble because of going to the battlefield..."

Djoka refused to say the rest of the words, as 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?" Djokovic looked at Charles in confusion.

"Le Figaro," Charles reminded.

Djokovic said "Oh" and understood.

Le Figaro is a newspaper targeting the nobility. Its owner, Nicola, is a member of the nobility. Together with him are Grévy and Armand, who are representatives of traditional aristocracy and party leaders.

And the ownership of the tanks was sold to them.

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

Put all this together and it becomes clear.

The anger in Djoka's eyes gradually turned into fear: "Although they don't have much influence in politics, they have a lot of power due to their complicated connections. They also have a certain say in the House of Representatives. In addition, they have strong financial resources..."

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

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

Charles calmly replied, "It's nothing, Mom, there was a little problem with the car!"

Camille didn't doubt it at all. She smiled and looked at Deyoka: "That's your father's treasure, Charles. No wonder he looks so unhappy!"

Charles smiled and said nothing.

This was beyond Charles's expectations.

He had always tried not to intensify conflicts with capitalists, but eventually he still offended the traditional aristocracy.

At the same time he found it very interesting that the traditional aristocracy seemed to be doing Gallieni a favour.

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

Now, with the traditional nobles' help, Gallieni can realize his wish smoothly, and Laurent doesn't have to work so hard to humiliate himself!

No, that old guy Gallieni would act extremely unwilling, and only accept it reluctantly out of helplessness!
You showman, you old sly fellow! It's time for you to perform again!

(End of this chapter)