Matriarch of the Hockleys

"Father, I'm serious." Carl stopped eating and looked firmly at old Mr. Hockley.

Old Hockley didn't pay attention to Carl's words.In his opinion, the background of that Miss Bruce is much nobler than that of the previous Miss Cabot.And her second brother's reputation in the business circle is also very good.

Carl's vision may be good this time, but everything is still uncertain.

As if remembering something, the old Mr. Hockley suddenly said, "This time, the stock of White Star Company must have plummeted. The stocks in your hand are not as good as a roll of waste paper. Come to the firm in a few days to help me! I I will arrange a position for you as a sales manager first, and if you do well at the time, you will be promoted." Old Mr. Hockley was a little unhappy, and it seemed that Karl still needed to practice a little bit more.

He didn't expect Karl to develop the Hockley family's property, but at least he had to maintain his current status and wealth.

"Father, but the stocks in my hand were sold to Ismay a few days ago, and the profit is quite considerable." Thinking of that transaction, Carl raised the corner of his mouth, and Andrea was really his own lucky charm.

"Oh?" The old Mr. Hockley was very surprised by this. You must know that Carl has always been more radical, so he would choose to accept it as soon as he sees it?

"That's good. Remember to retreat bravely in the future. You have to remember that only a few people in this world can have the most wealth. When the vast majority of people think that they will make money, you should get out!" Old Mr. Hockley taught Carl his experience.

"Understood, father." Carl always felt that his father was too rigid, but after this incident, he became much more stable.

"Well, 80.00% of the steel of the Titanic is provided by our family. In the next period of time, the business of the factory will definitely be affected. You should prepare first. I will invite some reporters to hold a press conference tomorrow to ease the pressure. Public opinion pressure." Old Hockley took a sip of the thick soup.

"Yes, father." Carl said seriously.

"Okay, I still have something to do, so I'll go to the factory first. You can take a good rest later." Old Hockley put down the knife and fork in his hand, and wiped the corner of his mouth with a napkin.

"Well," Carl continued to eat when he saw his father walk out of the gate.There was the roar of a car starting outside the door.

The next day, the entrance of the Pittsburgh Steel Plant was crowded with people, and the crowd blocked the entrance of the steel plant.

"The steel for the Titanic was provided by your steel factory. Does this prove that the steel quality of the Pittsburgh Steel Factory is not up to standard?" "Mr. Hockley, can you answer it?" Provide corresponding compensation for the casualties and passengers of the Titanic? Can you answer me?" "About the death of the Titanic, should the Pittsburgh Steel Works bear half of the responsibility! Mr. Hockley?" The reporters pushed each other, vying for the first place He raised sharp questions to Karl who was standing on the steps.

Although he has made corresponding psychological preparations for this interview, Carl still has a headache for these tricky questions.Fortunately, he has also experienced many interviews in the past, and has his own way of dealing with these problems.

"Come one by one, okay?" Carl said as loudly as he could, and he said with a serious face, "First of all, not all the steel for the Titanic came from the Pittsburgh Steel Works, and we can't mess around until the cause of the accident is thoroughly investigated. However, here, I can solemnly tell you that all the steel in the Pittsburgh Steel Plant is produced according to the highest standards in the United States!"

"Secondly, although the death of the Titanic has no direct connection with our steel factory. But when I returned to China, I was on the Titanic. I witnessed the brilliance of humanity and the tragic casualties during the disaster. In this regard, I feel Very sad. I announce that the Pittsburgh Steel Works will provide a pension for the casualties of the Titanic without compensation. Although it is a little insignificant, it is also a little sympathy from the Hockley family. The pension will be issued within a month , please keep the receipts when you receive the compensation from the insurance company. We will issue pensions by receipt.” Carl was saddened, but what he thought of at this moment was the man wrapped in a coat and a thin blanket in the sea breeze. Andrea.

"So I take it that this is a contingency measure by Pittsburgh Steel to clear itself?" cried a grey-haired reporter. "It's to ease your conscience, isn't it? Sir, can you answer me!?"

Karl frowned indistinctly, and a look of doubt flashed in his eyes.Who arranged this person?Could it be that their family's rivals in the business field?Thinking of this in his heart, Karl replied without changing his face: "Washing white? Why? I have already said that our steel is of high quality, and the Titanic's disaster has absolutely nothing to do with the quality of our steel. Bai, when the results of the investigation come out, it will be clear, won't it?"

"Then, will the disbursement of this pension affect your financial situation?" A man in a gray jacket shouted loudly. Can get the bonus!

"Why do you ask this? Will I have a financial crisis?" Carl's brows jumped, oh!That's a stupid question, he'll always be rich as long as the steel mill is around.How did this somewhat stupid guy become a reporter?

"As we all know, when the Titanic was built, you exchanged most of the property under your name for the stock of White Star Company. And just this morning, the stock has plummeted. Does this mean that you will experience financial crisis? Mr. Hockley, can you answer, Mr. Hockley, "The poor reporter's shoes were all trampled off, but he pushed his way through the crowd to the front again.The funny appearance of the bare foot is really ridiculous.

"You said before. Not long after the Titanic sailed, I transferred all the shares to Mr. Ismay, the owner of the White Star Company. Even if it is a financial crisis, it's not my turn, isn't it? Is it?" Carl asked blankly.Unlucky for Ismay, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

After several rounds of questions and answers, the interview was finally over and Carl got into the car.He straightened his suit and breathed a sigh of relief, this kind of interview is really troublesome!

Soon, the car arrived at the destination. In the middle of the bustling street, there was a shop with the most gorgeous facade.The big "Hockley Firm" on the sign is very eye-catching.

The waiter hastily opened the door for Karl, glanced at the big characters on the signboard, Karl showed an ambitious smile, one day, 'Hockley Firm' will open all over Europe.

"Father," Carl looked at the old Mr. Hockley sitting opposite, "where is my office?"

"Oh, Carl, I thought about it carefully yesterday. Maybe your experience is enough. I have given the position of sales manager to someone else. From now on, you will be the general manager of this firm. When I am away, You will be solely responsible for these matters.” Carl was a little dissatisfied when he heard that his father arranged for someone else to be the sales manager.Although he also looked down on this position a little in his heart, he still felt a little comfortable in his heart.

When he later heard that his father had delegated power to himself, he felt very incredible.

Although the steel mill is the most important asset of the Hockley family, the business house is also very important.You know, before, my father was just hanging on to himself, and never let himself touch important real power.

"Father?" Carl asked hesitantly.Old Hockley didn't look up, he raised his eyelids and glanced at Carl.Karl felt a little guilty when he saw him. Although everyone said that Karl was a shrewd and steady businessman, it was obviously not worth mentioning in front of old Hockley.

"I know, you've been blaming me in your heart for refusing to let you get in touch with the core of the Hockley family." Old Hockley also walked over like this, and he never understood the dissatisfaction and ambition in Carl's heart.

"Father, I," the old Mr. Hockley waved his hand and interrupted Carl, "it's nothing. Every ambitious young man hopes to have the power in his own hands." "If it weren't for this ambition, we Huo Keli The Klee family will not rise either. But everything is limited, the ambition of unlimited expansion is greed, and greed will eventually drag people into the abyss."

The old Hockley said persuasively, "Do you know why I appointed you as the general manager of the firm this time? Karl."

"Not only did I not get locked up in White Star's stock this time, but I also made a fortune." Carl recalled his biggest recent income.He was still a little puzzled, obviously he had earned more money before, why didn't his father delegate power to himself at that time?

"That's not the main reason," Old Hockley said slowly, playing with a pen. "It's because you finally know how to restrain yourself," Old Hockley looked at the confused Carl with some resentment.

"Only when people learn to control their desires can they keep moving forward. If they are controlled by desires, then that person is destined to not go far. Carl, I am very happy that you can decisively sell stocks that are rising. Because you have learned to control I have my own desire." Old Hockley said happily. "Although the development of the Hockley family has not been as fast as it used to be in the past few years, it is more stable. The Hockley family no longer needs an adjudicator who takes a slanted sword for the sake of profit. That will only lead to the decline of the Hockley family."

"Father," Old Hockley raised his hand again to interrupt Carl's words.

The author has something to say: I accompanied my friend to fetch things today, but my foot was bitten by ants, and it swelled up in several places T_T

Little angels, come and comfort me (>﹏<)