Flowers, Swords and France

In the dead of winter, the weather has become very cold. Snow is falling outside, making the streets quieter and more deserted. The cold wind is howling in the streets, as if to bring the coldness of winter to everyone.

However, Charles did not feel the cold at all. Instead, he was excited and full of joy.

"I didn't expect that you actually did it!"

In Charles' office, Kong Ze looked at Charles in disbelief. "I didn't expect you could actually get the government to take back its decision!"

Beside him, Machianz was also excited, "No one can stop us now, sir."

"I didn't get the government to take back its decision, I just helped this country change its government." Charles answered him calmly, "As for the rest of the things that happened next, that's the government's behavior, I can't control it."

"Oh, yes, that's right." Kong Ze understood, "Everything is just the government's behavior, we can't control it, the government just helped us unintentionally, absolutely."

What they were talking about was not something else, but the previous matter of leasing international telegraph lines. Just a few months ago, Charles and others had tried hard to fight for this matter, but they were tricked and the plan failed. The right to lease the telegraph line was granted by the Ministry of Agriculture and Commerce to his competitor, Havas News Agency. The president of this news agency, Mr. Charles-Hawass, even visited Charles in person, causing a small storm.

Unexpectedly, a few months later. France elected a new president and replaced a new government. After re-examining the previous decisions of the Ministry of Agriculture and Commerce, the new government believed that there were some problems with the previous decision. So it was prepared to re-examine it.

Taking advantage of this favorable situation, the newly opened French News Agency was successfully re-entered into the scope of candidate tenants, and under the care of the president, it became one of the most popular candidates. The situation suddenly turned around and became very favorable to Charles - of course, this was the government's initiative and had nothing to do with Charles.

"As long as this matter is done, the next thing will be easy," Marchienz was obviously very excited by this good news, and looked very ambitious. "Next, I can find two trustworthy people and send them to Brussels to bring us any changes in the market there."

"Yes. That's right." Charles nodded. "As long as we have the exclusive right to operate this telegraph line, everyone in Paris will have to come to us for news about the Brussels financial market! No more waiting for pigeons to fly back and forth."

Konze was fascinated by this prospect, and of course he knew what it meant.

"Science is such a good thing!" He suddenly exclaimed sincerely. "It can actually come up with such a thing! Hawass must be mad now? He thought he had ruined us, but now he has to use pigeons and we use telegraphs! Haha, I can't help but feel sorry for him."

"That's nothing." Charles shrugged lightly, "In the future, science will create ten times more miracles than today. Many things that seem like magic to us today will be considered commonplace by people at that time."

"I believe it too." Kongze nodded in agreement. "This is civilization."

The two of them were obviously in a very good mood and had already started chatting. Although, on the surface, the management rights have not yet fallen into their hands, and the government still needs to "review and study" it, but everyone knows in their hearts that this is just a formality and they will definitely not get away.

Just as they were still happily chatting, a staff member knocked on the office door.

After hearing his report, Charles suddenly raised his head and looked at his two subordinates with a smile.

"We were just talking about Mr. Hawass, but now he comes to me!"

"Oh!" Machianz also exclaimed, and then laughed triumphantly, "Now even he knows that there is trouble? Hahahaha!"

"You can vent your anger now, sir." Kong Ze also looked at Charles gloomily.

"What's the point of venting anger? We are just doing business. To be honest, I don't want to make it like this." Charles shook his head gently, "We still have to respect the old predecessors..."

Then, he waved his hand gently. The other two people understood and hurried out of the office.

………………

When Charles saw Mr. Hawass again, he obviously felt that he had lost the sharpness he had when they met last time. Although his clothes were still meticulous, his eyes no longer had the sharpness and shrewdness before. At this moment, he looked more like an old man over 65 years old, not a business tycoon.

It seems that this blow to him was really great. Charles sighed softly in his heart.

However, he sighed, but he didn't have much sympathy.

He stood up attentively and greeted the other party politely.

"Mr. Hawass, I didn't expect you to come again! Really, you didn't say anything first! Come on, come on, please sit down."

However, the other party's expression was much more solemn. He sat down gently and looked at Charles seriously.

"Mr. de Treville, I admit that I did underestimate you before. I want to apologize to you for this."

"Oh, what are you talking about?" Charles waved his hand quickly, "You have nothing to say to me, so why are you sorry?"

After hearing what Charles said, the old man smiled bitterly.

"I really didn't expect that you would actually board the president's ship..."

"Our family has always been a supporter of Mr. President." Charles replied with a smile.

"So in return, he plans to hand over the management rights of the telegraph line to you?" Havas raised his head and stared at Charles, with a sharp look in his eyes. "I really didn't expect that you could still pull this trick."

"I don't understand what you are saying." Charles still smiled, "That's right. I have also heard the news that the government is re-preparing to review the previous decision, but this does not mean that this thing has fallen into our hands. Are you in? Now the government just wants us to compete again. I think based on your experience, it will definitely give us a lot of advantages... Yes, we are competing on a fair basis. Maybe one day, you can run again. Come to my place and give me some advice..."

What is fair competition? Who are you fooling! Since the government wants to reconsider it, it is clear that it will have to change people. Now it is just a formality.

In the face of Charles's implicit sarcasm, Mr. Hawass remained calm. But there was a flash of pain in his eyes. He understood that this young man was just perfunctory, but there was nothing he could do about it.

"I would like to apologize to you if my previous visit caused you any discomfort, but please believe that I did not mean any harm."

"I don't mean any harm now." Charles replied immediately. "I'm just curious, why did you come to me today? If you still come to advise me to stop and quit. Then I'm sorry. Just like last time, I still won't listen to your advice."

Looking at the slightly stiff expression of the young man in front of him, Mr. Havas suddenly felt a throbbing pain in his heart, and even breathing became a little difficult. After taking a few deep breaths, he managed to regain his energy.

"It's illegal for the government to do this," he hissed, no longer caring about his usual demeanor. "He has already made a decision and now he wants to take it back. How can it make sense? This will not work. I will take legal action!"

What, do you want to threaten me? Hey. I'm not afraid!

Ciel snorted in his heart.

"Reason? When will the government be reasonable? How are you going to sue? Do you have to make the government hate you? This is not a good thing..." He sneered, "Besides, if you really want to sue Law, who suffered the loss? Did you obtain the management rights peacefully before? If you really force the government to investigate, haha, you won't be so calm by then?"

Charles is indeed not afraid of his threats. In order to achieve his goal, Havas News Agency must have spent a lot of money to clear the way, so Charles is also sure that they dare not resort to law. He is also hinting that the other side's government has saved him a lot of face now, and as long as he withdraws calmly, it will be good for everyone.

The old man heard the threat. He leaned back tightly on the chair and his eyes were a little distracted. He understood that what Charles said was true.

"Now that things have happened, I can see that you are definitely not willing to stop." After another moment of silence, he spoke again, his voice trembling a little. "And, I must admit, young man, you have already taken the opportunity, and there is no need to stop..."

After a pause, he continued, "But, young man, you have just entered this industry after all. You must not have gotten the hang of many things yet, and you have not yet learned how to avoid the hidden reefs inside and outside." , so, I think..."

"What do you want to do?" Charles asked calmly.

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"Sir, let's cooperate." The old man raised his head and looked at Ciel expectantly. "We can join forces and run the business together. I think as long as we all work together, the future will be limitless."

Ciel frowned slightly.

"Sorry," he finally replied softly. "I still hope to explore it myself. Isn't it enough to get some experience? I don't dare to trouble you to take action..."

"Is it really not possible?" The old man looked at Charles, with a bit of pleading in his eyes.

"No." Charles still answered decisively.

The old man sighed softly, then stood up and prepared to leave. His face was now desolate, and it was obvious that he had been severely hit by this failure.

Charles was about to say goodbye to him when he suddenly found that the old man's figure softened and fell to the ground.

"Oh! You're okay!" Ciel exclaimed.

He's not going to have a stroke now! Historically, didn't he die in 1858? For a moment, he was so confused that he even panicked.

Hello! Even if you die, you can't die here! How unlucky! He screamed in pain in his heart.

After a moment, he came to his senses and quickly opened the office door, calling for his people to come and help.

Under the winter wind and snow, everyone hurriedly carried him into the clinic on the street.

Fortunately, under the doctor's care, the old man finally woke up, and Charles breathed a sigh of relief.

The old man opened his eyes. He wanted to speak but seemed unable to do so, but his eyes still seemed to be full of expectation.

Ciel shrugged, indicating that he still hadn't changed his mind.

The old man closed his eyes again in pain and allowed the doctor to save him, while Charles exited the clinic in time.

"Nothing will happen to him?" Machienz, who was next to Ciel, muttered in a low voice, with a sigh in his tone, "Oh, I really didn't expect that the blow to him would be so great! But, it's no wonder... Hey..."

"Who cares about him!" Kong Ze answered cruelly.

"Yeah, who cares about him! We don't have so much leisure to do charity!" Ciel shrugged his shoulders again, ignoring the fact that he had defeated a "future giant", and walked back to his news agency on the snow on the street.

His career also ushered in a new peak in this flying winter snow. (To be continued...)

ps: The second volume is finally finished, ah... relieved.

In this volume, our protagonist completed the start of his career and took the most important step towards his dream.

On his life path, he also began to lay out sacrifices one by one. Thinking about it, it's a bit sad...

However, in this era, how can you become a billionaire with clean hands?

I have completed about half of the conception of the third volume. I hope I can maintain the previous level. It is really stressful to conceive the plot.

To be honest, I had high hopes for this work at the beginning. I thought that even if it could not be the best, it could at least become famous. Now that I think about it, it is really naive and a little ridiculous... I feel so ashamed =. =

However, since I have started the dream, I must finish it.

Thank you all for your support and help. Thank you very much.

By the way, thank you book friend "Rainy Alice" for the reward

I will continue to work hard. See you tomorrow o(n_n)o~