Chapter 24: Rothschild's Arrogance
Right here in Jérôme. Bonaparte et al. discuss Leonel. Baron Rothschild when he was friend or foe.
In a three-storey mansion near Chai Si Hutong in London's West End, a middle-aged man with brown hair and a round and strong figure is looking down at the crowd coming and going in Chai Si Hutong through the carved glass of the mansion, and the corners of his mouth outline a smile and says to himself: "What a group of ignorant, fearless, and lovely people!" ”
Then, he shook his head and sighed with emotion: "It's a pity that you are not the children of the times!" Of course, I'm not, but I have so much more than you guys! ”
The middle-aged man's words carried the inherent arrogance of the propertied man, and he closed the glass and turned straight to the desk with carved nanmu.
At this time, the desk was filled with all kinds of notes, notes, and information from stock exchanges in Europe and the Americas.
Relying on this information and bills, middle-aged men can always make the right decisions at the first time.
Information will always be the most useful thing in the 19th and 21st centuries.
Of course, the premise of all this lies in whether the information has the corresponding timeliness, and once the information has passed its best effectiveness, its role and value will be greatly reduced.
If the information exceeds its expiration date, then it will become worthless.
Thanks to the use of the vast and convenient information management network operated by Rothschild, the timeliness of the Rothschilds' information is often known at the moment when the information itself is still in the process of being transmitted.
That's right, the middle-aged man in front of him is none other than Leonel, the head of the London branch of Rothschild, who was later called the "financial ruler of the 19th century". Baron Rothschild, it is difficult to imagine this Leonel who controlled a third of the capital of the Rothschild Empire. Rothschild, who had just celebrated his 40th birthday at this time.
Leonel. Rothschild looked at the notes piled up in a hill on his desk, he sat down and pulled one out of the bill and sighed.
The note reads "Banque de France" and the amount of the note is 1 million francs.
This is an anonymous finger ticket, with which Leonel . Baron Rothschild could have gone to the Banque de France for the equivalent amount of gold francs.
However, this was only before the revolution, and after the revolution, everything changed, the Provisional Government began to restrict the exchange of its vouchers, and the panic caused by the political turmoil spread throughout Paris, and everyone was desperately trying to exchange the vouchers for the equivalent of gold francs.
After all, God knows which day the Banque de France could go bankrupt, and the chaos brought about by the revolution made the credibility of all the banks in Paris precarious overnight, and even the Rothschild banks were at risk of being run.
At this time, the finger notes were about to turn into a pile of useless waste paper, and even Rothschild, who claimed to turn stones into gold, had nothing to do.
London, Paris, and Frankfurt, the three branches that supported the Rothschild family, were all hit hard to varying degrees in 1847-1848.
"Knock Knock"
There was a dull knock on the door of the expensive carved nanmu house, and Leonel was lost in thought. Rothschild pulled from the realm of thinking to reality.
Leonel. Rothschild put down the bill, propped his hands on his desk and said in a deep voice: "Come in!" ”
The voice was flat, cold, and as if there was a kind of magic that controlled the world.
The door opened, and the old man who was in charge of delivering the news appeared in front of the door of the study.
"Master!" The old man came to Leonel. Salute in front of Baron Rothschild.
"Hmm!" Leonel. Rothschild's eyelids raised slightly, and his tone was still calm and indifferent, and he asked: "What I asked you to do, what do you do?" ”
"Master!" The old man responded humbly: "Jérôme. The Prince of Bonaparte was not at home and I had already given the invitation to Jérôme. The retinue of Prince Bonaparte, Jérôme. Bonaparte must have been glad to receive the host's invitation! After all, Jérôme . Bonaparte was just a prince in name only, and the Rothschilds, to whom you belong, were the uncrowned kings of all London and even all of Europe, the sons of God! ”
Face the butler's touting Leonel. Rothschild still did not have the slightest mood swing, because he knew that the reason why the old man did his best to flatter himself was only to find a bank bookkeeper for his children and grandchildren.
Every Rothschild bank bookkeeper is selected through the Rothschilds' tests, and they will have the opportunity to learn the inside story of a bank and its management methods.
If you are talented, you can also open your own branch independent of Rothschild Bank.
The power of finance brought to Leonel. Rothschild's unparalleled power allowed him to be a guest of honour in various countries.
"Hmmm! I know! "Leonel. Rothschild responded.
The old man again addressed Leonel. Rothschild paid his respects and closed the door and left.
Once again, only Leonel was left in the study. Rothschild was alone, looking at the empty study room Leonel. Rothschild muttered: "Jérôme. Bonaparte, are you as worthy of my investment as your cousin! ”
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"Are you really going to go alone?"
Inside the King's Street St. James Mansion, Pesini looked at Jérôme, who was ready to leave. Bonaparte asked again.
"The invitation of Rothschild, the uncrowned king of Europe, how could I not go to the appointment! Besides, can the Rothschilds still eat me? "Jérôme. Bonaparte said half-jokingly to Pessini.
"But...... Pesini was a little worried about whether the Rothschilds would be against Jérôme. Bonaparte was unfavorable.
Jérôme. Bonaparte patted Pesini's shoulder and said in relief: "Don't worry, wait for the news of my triumph!" Maybe we'll have an extra generous sponsor! ”
Pesini no longer dissuaded Jérôme. Bonaparte, this time it was still Fleury who acted as the coachman General Jérôme. Bonaparte served.
Jérôme. Ten minutes before 8 p.m., Bonaparte arrived at the place mentioned in the invitation.
It was getting late, and kerosene lamps were lit on both sides of the carriage and on the side of the road.
The carriage slowly pulled to the side of the road, and Fleury opened the door. Bonaparte got out of the car.
The door of the mansion slowly opened, and the housekeeper who was in charge of delivering the letter in the morning raised the lamp and went out to greet him.
"Your Highness, welcome to the Rothschilds!" The butler half-hunched over Jérôme's arrival.