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

"Mayor is so humble!" Sergei listened to Maxim's translation, their language of communication was English.


"Not at all! Mr. Z is His Majesty Mikhail; she is His Majesty's woman, her status far surpassing that of the Mayor.


The king's woman, also the most successful female banker, she is my idol, like a beautiful angel," Maxim said, enraptured.


After seeing off Sardariv, Luo Xueqing returned to the bank's lobby and sat down in a chair.


Everyone's gaze was fixed on Luo Xueqing, guards at the door, and behind her as well.


The rifles were bristling with murderous intent, and for a moment the atmosphere turned exceedingly grave; everyone hardly dared to breathe loudly.


"Relax! You can act as if these guards don't exist. This afternoon time is for you and me to share.


I've also prepared afternoon tea for you. We can eat, talk, speak freely without restraint.


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