Chen Jianqiu didn't pay much attention to the crying upstairs behind him.

He didn't even give the doctor who hurried upstairs a second glance.

The death of a centipede is not stiff, let alone a large DuPont family.

The first meeting of the "International Gunpowder Association" was brief.

The content is simple.

Chen Jianqiu will make good on his promise to provide them with the production technology of smokeless gunpowder and yellow explosives free of charge.

The premise is that they are trying to seize the market of DuPont.

As for what means, he doesn't care.

Chen Jianqiu's accounts are very clear.

For the time being, the major gun manufacturers in the United States do not have the capacity to develop guns suitable for smokeless gunpowder.

How much smokeless gunpowder these people can sell depends entirely on how many guns they can sell for themselves with their abilities.

Moreover, the more they sell, the more they earn on raw materials.

It depends on when Rockefeller's Mobil can't help but end.

With his knowledge of the oil tycoon, he might have taken advantage of the chaos.

This man's sense of smell for business opportunities is top-notch, and he will find the market like a vulture smelling blood, and then get a piece of the pie on the corpse of the deceased.

"Alright, the meeting is over, let's go to dinner."

Looking at the heavy snow outside the window, Chen Jianqiu said.

The gunpowder merchants present were a little confused.

Dine? Why hadn't they heard that there was a banquet after today's meeting?

"Please move to 350 Fifth Avenue, where a sumptuous feast has been prepared for us." Chen Jianqiu said.

Old Hadze is no stranger to this address.

Isn't this the mansion of New York's richest couple, William Buckhouse Astor Jr.?

Mrs. Astor is a well-known socialite in the upper echelons of New York, and she is said to have a secret list.

The list was actually an organization, and the people in the organization were all Mrs. Astor's guests.

They are the aristocracy of the country.

Every new American nouveau riche today dreams of being on this list.

Of the people in the association now, only the elder Hadze is qualified to go twice, and the others have only heard of it.

Old Hadze was a little strange.

Although he knew that Chen Jianqiu was very capable and powerful.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have chosen to cooperate with him.

But he also knew deeply what kind of people the new aristocrats of the United States were.

Imagine a Chinese, western nouveau riche showing up in the 400-seat banquet hall of the Astor family.

Chen Jianqiu had already seen his thoughts.

"Old Astor is just a German nouveau riche who buys furs, and he is a fox in a mountain, what is he pretending to talk about?"

He said to old Hadze.

Regardless of whether Old Hadze heard or didn't understand the meaning of Chen Jianqiu's words, the first banquet of the International Gunpowder Association was held in the mansion of Little Aster's family.

"Well, actually, I meant to pick up the wind for you or something."

Little Astor stood on the second floor, holding a wine glass, looking at the gunpowder dealers in the hall, a little melancholy.

"There's nothing wrong with it, your wine tastes very good." Chen Jianqiu gently shook the red wine in the cup, tasted it, and praised, "Besides, do you still lack that bit of wine and food in your family?" ”

"My mother almost went crazy with joy when she heard that I was going to have a dinner at home, and if it weren't for the fact that she and my father were traveling to Europe, she would have attended it herself."

Little Astor took the glass and pointed to a gunpowder merchant who was drinking from a cow and sighed.

"She'd be furious if she knew that her wine had been drunk by such a rude fellow."

"No, no, no, don't look down on them, they will all be the pillars of America in the future." Chen Jianqiu shook his fingers.

"Besides, I'm not a Chinese, your mother knows that if you invite me, she will probably kick you out of the house."

"You're different." Little Astor looked at Chen Jianqiu with resentment.

At this glance, Chen Jianqiu was terrified.

He has always felt that little Aster's attitude towards himself is a little abnormal.

From the beginning of the opening of the bank, he was aware of it.

It is also to push candidates, and it is all kinds of hard work.

In addition to normal business interests, the son of the richest man in New York has no reason to be so concerned about himself.

Chen Jianqiu studied for a long time and thought that there were two possibilities:

The first is that he has Stockholm syndrome.

The second?

Forget it, the second one is too terrible to bear.

He decided to divert the subject.

"I heard you got into Harvard?" Chen Jianqiu turned around, leaned his back against the railing, and asked.

"yes, I'm going to Harvard." Little Astor nodded, "My father hopes that I can learn more knowledge there, and then, meet more people." ”

"And then, better inherit the family business?" Chen Jianqiu was a little embarrassed.

"Or else?"

Also, this thing dared to go to the west to cause all kinds of trouble during the summer vacation, so it was better to go to college honestly.

"Actually, there were other things to do when I set up a banquet for you alone." Astor Jr. said, "Now that you've decided to come to New York."

"My eldest young master, I'm not here to develop in New York, I'm just doing some business in New York." Chen Jianqiu couldn't laugh or cry.

"Well, okay, but I still want you to come to New York more often." Astor spread his hands, "I mean, to introduce you to some political resources. ”

Chen Jianqiu was secretly happy in his heart, but he wasn't sure if it was little Aster's wishful thinking.

He is not sure about the attitude of top politicians towards the Chinese.

"I'm a businessman and I'm not interested in politics." Chen Jianqiu said duplicitously.

"Then you're very wrong." Little Astor came up and said quietly, "The bigger the business, the more you have to understand politics." ”

"Next year is an election year, and from all angles, I think the opportunity for the Democratic Party to come to the forefront."

Chen Jianqiu is interested in Liao Liao.

Because in the current situation, whether the Republican Party or the Democratic Party is in power, it does not mean much to itself.

"This year, the focus of everyone's controversy on this contradiction is whether the "Civil Service Reform System" can be continued."

Little Astor gushed endlessly, but Chen Jianqiu had already traveled thousands of miles away.

"By the way, would you like to meet Mr. Grover Cleveland, the Democratic candidate for this term?" Little Astor asked suddenly.

"Huh? Who are you talking about?" Chen Jianqiu didn't calm down for a while.

"Mr. Grover Cleveland, he's busy with his campaign speeches, and there should be one the day after tomorrow, so I suggest you go and listen to it." Astor Jr. said.

"Okay, I'll take a look when I have time."

(End of chapter)