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

"Welcome, Your Majesty and Princess, to the Winter Palace. I am your exclusive steward. Please let me know if there is anything you need.


Would you like me to show you around the garden or the estate?" the old steward inquired.


Zhu Wencong waved his hand, as he was more familiar with the place than the steward, but the current Winter Palace differed somewhat from that of the future.


Understanding the situation, the old steward stepped aside, watching as Zhu Wencong strolled along the bank of the Great Neva River with the two ladies, immediately signaling the maids to attend to Zhu Wencong's staff.


"I never expected the summer in Tsarist Russia to be so cold; I'm honestly struggling to adapt to the Western climate," Su Yanqiao couldn't help but say.


"Saint Petersburg is one of the rare White Night Cities in the world; in June and July, it's nearly daytime all day long.


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