After the autumn wood

Having traveled to America in the year 1862, this was the beginning of a dream, the finest of times.
What constitutes a true master of success?
Having some notable descendants hardly counts for anything.
To build an Oil Empire alongside Rockefeller
To place Carnegie on the throne of the steel magnate
To help Ford propel the industrialization of automobiles worldwide
To lead Edison to monopolize the future of the electrical industry
To be an Angel Investor for Morgan's capital
Hear this, applause!

American success master

Zhu Wencong found that Qiao Chunlu was quite sensible; there was no need to explain things in too much detail.


If one wants to develop in America over the long term, this matter is inevitable and essential to participate in.


Zhu Wencong isn't chasing any power, it's just about greater profits; making money is the real deal.


Qiao Chunlu also knew that the American Government Office is nothing more than a stamping tool, with almost no restraint over the people.


"Boss! Our pig farm is just ahead. Do you want to go over for a look? It might be a bit smelly..." Qiao Chunlu pointed into the distance.


"Uh... No need to go there! Just tell me about it here in this pavilion!" Zhu Wencong adamantly said.


Qiao Chunlu nodded, understanding. The pig farm was built so far away to prevent the smell from drifting over.


The pork market in America is huge; in a society where everyone eats meat, the demand for pork is very high.


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