"Huh?"

"Boom! Boom! Boom! ”

"Goo-dong, goo-dong, goo-dong."

Tom, who was choking on eating steamed buns, hurriedly picked up the kettle and drank a few sips of water.

Tom's antics and stupidity undermined the atmosphere in the conference room, which had become extremely serious by Cornelius' entry.

"Mr. Vanderbilt, are you the one who came here?"

"It's a person, and the most secret way is, of course, a person comes."

"With such a luxurious cane, that's a sapphire? Aren't you afraid of being robbed? ”

"Don't be afraid, when someone asks, I will say that it is fake, and if you really want to rob it, you will give it to the other party, no one believes that I am a bad old man, a bad old man of the Yankey, I can bring the real thing from New York to Houston by train alone."

"That's right, it's normal for people to think it's glass for such a big gem, and speaking of which, you're really rich, worthy of being the king of American ships and the king of American railroads."

"It's all false praise, if you like it, it's good to give it to you."

"Really?"

"Of course it's true."

Tom's eyes were greedily fixed on the cane in Cornelius' hand, the one encrusted with hundreds of carats of sapphires.

The greedy appearance of this "market people" makes people can't believe that he is the "helmsman" of the current hero company, and with Tom's suit that looks full of "cheapness", Tom Smith is more like an ordinary Dixie red neck.

"It's really big, it's really blue, it's really beautiful."

"John, go back and auction it, and all the money from the sale will be bought in gold, and the auction must say that the crutches used by Cornelius Vanderbilt, the richest man in the United States, the railroad king, and the captain, can add a lot of money."

Tom left the main seat directly, walked to Cornelius's side excitedly, picked up Cornelius's sapphire crutch, looked left and right, and praised this crutch in the most vulgar words, like a "dirt bun" who has never seen the world.

And the next sentence directly sold crutches made the Vanderbilt family members present look down on Tom a little without exception.

Even Henry was a little puzzled, how much "shit luck" did such a person have to pick up to become Dixie's "richest man".

Only Cornelius continued to smile, smiling at Tom's "clown" behavior without the slightest contempt in his eyes.

Cornelius looked at what was in front of Tom's seat, white skinless "bread", canned beef, a red cube that looked like a "new variety" of cheese smeared on steamed buns, and a golden "cigarette"?

Cornelius was a little curious about when Tom Smith used this "luxury".

"Mr. Smith, is that cigarette made of pure gold?"

"You say this, of course it's pure gold, you see, how soft."

Tom pulled out the cigarette holder of the golden fake cigarette, used a bucket of chopsticks, and the "filter element" inside was all out, and Tom pressed the gold "pipe pipe" hard.

The gold fake cigarette is visibly deformed to the naked eye, which shows how pure the gold is.

Under Cornelius' puzzled gaze, Tom took out another golden "pipe", pressed it on the mouthpiece, and threw the golden "pipe" that he had "deflated" to John.

"John, remember to put this back in the vault."

"Hahahaha, what a funny young man, what a funny thing, I bet you wouldn't even bother to do this golden cigarette if you didn't constantly have to deal with some so-called "upper class". ”

"The one who knows me - Cornelius Vanderbilt is also! Hahahaha! ”

The two richest men in the north and south smirked loudly at each other in the incomprehensible gaze of others.

Tom waved his hand, and all the executives of the Hero Company except John exited the conference room, and Cornelius did the same, and spent all the entourage except for his own son.

"Let's get down to business, I invited you all the way to come because there is a plan that can completely destroy the American consortium, do you want to hear it?"

"Oh? Destroy those stubbornly arrogant conglomerates? Just the two of us? Interesting. ”

"I'll tell you in advance that if you're done listening to this plan, you'll have to get involved, and I don't mind controlling the "source" if the project leaks out. ”

"It's so interesting, I didn't expect that in my twilight years, I could encounter something that made my blood boil."

"You can think about it slowly......"

"No need, I knew about it when I received your letter, and it must not be a trivial matter."

Cornelius didn't seem to hear Tom's warning, and ignored his son's dissuasive gaze, he knew that he had been "stealing food" with the Yankee shit consortium all his life, and he had long been unhappy with them.

It could be "like attracts", it could be Tom's "glorious history", or it could just be "the king's intuition......

Cornelius wants to gamble again, just as he gave up shipping and gambling on railroads when he was young!

To take all your life, let's see what kind of plan this crazy richest man in Dixie can come up with!

Tom walked over to a small podium in the conference room and lifted a piece of cloth, and underneath it was a map of the United States, a map of American railroads.

Cornelius was a little shocked by the level of detail of the railroad map, not only all the railroads under construction in the United States, but also the half-abandoned railroads that were completely marked on the map.

The company that owns each railroad is indicated on the map.

The Vanderbilt family's railroad is specifically marked red.

The large number of red railroads, like a red tentacle monster, completely occupied the vicinity of New York.

"What's the most profitable thing right now?"

"It's agricultural products!"

"It is a highly premium agricultural product, an agricultural product that is sold to our hero company, and an agricultural product that can be speculated on like stock gold!"

"You control more than 80 percent of the railroads that are in operation in New York, and New York is the most important railroad hub in the whole of America, the throat of Yankee freight transportation."

"Look at these three railroads."

Tom pointed to three red railroads that started from New York and ended not far from Texas.

"These three railroads are not far from Houston, I will sell you the grain I buy at one-third of the price, as for how you ship it back to the Yankees, and how much money you sell to them, that's your business."

"You can completely ship Yankee agricultural products over and sell them to me, and I'll sell them to you at a third price, and you can sell them to Yankees at your price."

"The most important thing in this matter is secrecy! Be sure to keep it a secret! I can guarantee that my loaders don't know what they're loading, and you can guarantee that. ”

"That's it, that's it!"

Only then can those consortia that are crazy about "petty profits" die under the "stock" of agricultural products like Wall Street investors on Scarlet Monday! ”