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

Sergei lay in the warm pool, blissfully experiencing both his first bath and his first taste of luxury in his life.


Little Fatty's face bore a lazy expression as he thought to himself that he should come here at least three or four times a week from now on, to no longer treat himself poorly.


Only officials, nobles, and wealthy tycoons could frequent a place like this, and ordinary people like Sergei could never set foot inside.


The bathhouse was named after the famous actor from the Catherine the Great era, Sandutnov (the first owner of the bathhouse), dating back to 1808.


"Sergei, should we leave Moscow to do business in other cities?" Little Fatty suddenly asked. Despite Moscow's size, it had too many familiar faces.


"What kind of business? Selling opium ointment?


Any profitable ventures you can think of have already been tried by countless others before us; joining in now would yield no good outcome.


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