"Look, there's the Morgan family up ahead."

As Henry's car turned around a street corner, old Huntelaar suddenly pointed to a building a few hundred meters away and whispered.

John raised an eyebrow and immediately looked up.

With the roar of the motor, the car soon approached Morgan's mansion, and John saw the sprawling private home more and more clearly. Unlike the mansions on Fifth Avenue such as the Astor family and the Vanderbilt family, which imitate European castles, Morgan's mansion may be slightly inferior in momentum, but it seems to be more elegant and luxurious in style. The ancient Greek-style columns flanked by the gate left a deep impression on John.

"It was originally the residence of mining tycoon Phelps."

Seeing that John seemed interested, the elder Huntelaar explained with a smile: "Morgan only bought and moved here five years ago, and this should be the first private house in New York to use electric lighting!" ”

"Oh?"

After hearing old Huntelaar's explanation, John was slightly surprised.

Morgan and Edison's electrical company John naturally knew, and he also knew that in the future, as alternating current completely overwhelmed direct current, the financial giant would kick Edison away and form the future corporate giant General Electric, but what John didn't expect was that this guy was the first individual to use electric lighting. You know, as the majority shareholder of Newton Electric Power Company and the inventor of the tungsten light bulb, John is only starting to use electricity on a large scale in the hospital.

Building a power plant is not an easy task.

Edison's first power plant in New York, located on Pearl Street, produced only a few tens of kilowatts of electricity, but it could only supply light with a few low-power light bulbs, and the huge roar of the machine bothered the neighbors......

"Good morning, Dear Mr. Huntelaar!"

Wait for the car to drive into this "castle" and stop. A butler-like man immediately greeted him and greeted him respectfully.

Although the invitation has not yet been presented, the only people in the entire New York City who can possess the aurora are currently the Huntelaar family, and the butler naturally will not recognize the wrong person. You know, even the wealthy such as the Astor family or the Vanderbilt family can only wait patiently for General Motors to ramp up production capacity. Not to mention that the strength is not yet the top Morgan. Compared with the nouveau riche of the United States, the royal family, aristocrats and rich people of the European continent are the most important first customers of General Motors, and if it were not for John, I am afraid that New York would not have seen a car before next year.

Under the guidance of the butler, the grandfather and grandson entered Morgan's palace.

"Welcome, Mr. Huntelaar."

"Good morning, Mr. Morgan."

After entering the main hall, old Huntelaar quickly greeted a middle-aged man who greeted him.

It is not very accurate to say that he is a middle-aged gentleman, because although the distance is relatively far. But John could still tell at a glance that this seemingly well-maintained man should be fifty years old, but his perennial privileged life made him look young. Not tall and slightly chubby, silver-gray hair only sticks to the scalp, this strange hairstyle makes John look very uncomfortable, only the pair of bright eyes and two mustaches, which make John look a lot more pleasing to the eye.

John knew that this was probably the owner of the place, JP Morgan.

"Haha. This must be John? Mr. Huntelaar? ”

After shaking hands with old Huntelaar, Morgan's gaze turned to John behind the old man. The eyes that were already small suddenly narrowed slightly.

"Good morning, Mr. Morgan."

John took a light breath and stepped forward in a polite greeting.

Even if Morgan is not a financial giant who can single-handedly cover the world in the United States in a decade or two, John has always held an attitude of awe in his heart towards these famous historical figures, such as Edison. Carnegie was, and so did Morgan......

……

"There don't seem to be many guests today."

While Morgan was busy greeting another guest who had just arrived, John had time to take a closer look at the hall, which was several times larger than his own living room, and asked softly with a frown. John had attended many of these occasions with his grandfather before, but the number of people here today was indeed a little smaller. So far, there are only about 20 people.

Old Huntelaar ignored John, for an elderly couple with gray hair approached them.

"Excuse me, is it Mr. Huntelaar?"

The visitor stood two or three meters away and asked very politely and softly.

"Yes, I am."

Old Huntelaar hurriedly stood up and responded with a smile: "May I ask if you are ......"

"Tobit, Michael? Tobit"

The old man also smiled slightly and stretched out his right hand: "Nice to meet you, Mr. Huntelaar." ”

"It's also my pleasure."

Old Huntelaar's eyes lit up after hearing the other party's name, obviously he had heard of it, and quickly shook hands with the other party and invited the couple to sit down.

Old Huntelaar was nearly seventy years old, and it seemed that the Tobitts would not be younger than him, and the three old men of similar age naturally had a common topic when they sat together, and after a while the relationship became warm. However, John was not interested in their topic, and it seemed that the Tobbits only regarded him as an ordinary young man, and did not have much interest, only asking a question or two occasionally to keep John from being too cold.

From the small talk of the three of them, John soon learned the identities of the Tobits.

Like John's friend Steve, the Tobit family is also in the real estate business, but judging from the attitude and tone of old Huntelaar, the Tobit family's business is probably much bigger than Steve's. In fact, the elder Huntelaar had more respect for New York's traditional upper class, such as real estate developers, railroad tycoons, and big businessmen, than the factory owners who had only risen in the last two decades, in contrast to his grandson.

After a moment of small talk, Mrs. Tobit suddenly asked, "Mr. Huntelaar." Can I take the liberty of asking a question? ”

"Hehe, of course!"

Raising his eyebrows, old Huntelaar nodded with a smile.

The couple glanced at each other, and Mrs. Tobit asked, "Mr. Huntelaar, I have just seen your kind outside...... Hmm, it's supposed to be called a car, right? Personally, it's because of my body. I can't get used to horse-drawn carriages, so I'm very interested in this kind of transportation, but I haven't found a way to buy it, I wonder if you can help? ”

As Mrs. Tobit spoke, her husband looked at old Huntlaar expectantly.

The advent of automobiles was originally seen as an anecdote in New York City, and only a handful of businessmen with a keen sense of smell could see the opportunity. But when John brought his first car back to New York City, what would have been thought of as a novelty became a reality in an instant, and it immediately caused a huge sensation and attracted the attention of countless people.

Mr. and Mrs. Tobit. Nature is one of them.

Of course, given the age of the old couple, they should not be so interested in new things, but Mrs. Tobit has a special physique, and like John, she hates carriages very much, so she is a little eager for Aurora. It was only when they inquired that they found that General Motors produced very little and could only meet the needs of European royalty and aristocrats. It is simply not possible for the United States to do so in the short term.

After inquiring left and right, the couple naturally found Huntelaar's head......

"This ......"

After listening to Mrs. Tobitt. Old Huntelaar's expression suddenly became embarrassed, and he said with a wry smile: "Dear Madam, although I very much hope to be able to serve you, but unfortunately, I am afraid that it will not be until the second half of next year at the earliest, New York City will not be able to get a very small supply of cars...... I'm sorry ma'am! But I'll write a letter to Mr. Benz of General Motors and hope he'll provide as many cars as he can next year. ”

When he said these words, old Huntelaar looked regretful.

For people like Morgan and Tobit. It wouldn't be surprising to find out about the relationship between the Huntelaar family and General Motors, so the old Huntelaar didn't have any intention of hiding it. In fact, almost everyone, including the elder Huntelaar, underestimated the influence of the car, even John, who was a traverser, did not think of it. The automotive technology, which was perfected more than ten years in advance, will play such a powerful role in this time and space, directly making the performance of the Aurora almost catch up with the T-type cars of later generations. Therefore, although the price is as high as thousands of marks, and the income level of the ordinary middle class is far from reaching, the aristocrats and the rich will definitely not care, and the snowflake order makes Benz and others overjoyed!

As of now, GM has received more than 300 orders in Europe!

In such a situation, the old Huntelaar did not dare to agree to others at will, after all, Benz had promised to provide ten cars a year ago, which is already a remarkable number.

After listening to old Huntelaar's words, the Tobit couple were naturally a little disappointed.

But at their age, many things are much lighter, and though they are not disappointed, they get up and take them away after a polite thank you to old Huntelaar.

"It looks like we should build a car factory in New York as well."

After the couple walked away, old Huntelaar immediately said with emotion: "Even if you are only in New York, it should not be a problem to sell hundreds of cars a year!" ”

John shook his head with a wry smile and said, "Grandpa, wait for another two years, and wait until General Motors has gained a firm foothold, otherwise they won't be able to pull out enough technicians and workers to come over." ”

"Hmm."

Of course, old Huntelaar understood this, but after a moment of silence, he waved his hand and said, "But we should still make preparations in advance, go back and select a few clever young people, and send them to Karlsruhe to study for a year or two before ......" (to be continued......