In the middle of winter, the weather has become very cold, and snow has sparsely fallen outside, making the surrounding streets even quiet and deserted. The cold wind whistles around the streets and alleys, as if it is about to bring the coldness of winter to everyone.

However, Charles could not feel the cold at all at this time. Instead, he was excited and full of joy.

"I really didn't expect that you actually did this!"

In Charles' office, Kong Ze looked at Charles with disbelief. "I didn't expect you to let the government take back his life!"

Next to him, Macchianz also looked excited, "No one can stop us now, sir."

"I didn't let the government take it back, I just helped the country change to another government." Shire answered him calmly, "As for the other things that follow, that is the government's behavior, I don't care."

"Oh, yes, that's it." Kong Ze understood it with a look of heart, "Everything is just the behavior of the government. We don't care. The government just helped us unintentionally. This is definitely the case."

What they said was nothing else, but naturally the previous matters about renting international telegraph lines. Just a few months ago, Charles and others had worked hard for this matter, but they were put on one side and the plan failed. The right to rent the telegraph lines was granted to his competitor Havas News Agency by the Ministry of Agriculture and Commerce. Mr. Charles Havas, the president of the news agency, also visited Charles in person, causing a small storm.

Unexpectedly, a few months later, France elected a new president and replaced it with a new government. After reconsidering the previous decisions of the Ministry of Agriculture and Commerce, it believed that the previous decision was somewhat problematic. So it was ready to reconsider.

Taking advantage of this east wind, the newly opened French News Agency was able to successfully re-elect the candidates for lessees, and under the care of the President, it became one of the most popular candidates. The situation changed instantly and became very beneficial to Charles - of course, this is the government's active behavior and has nothing to do with Charles.

"Just make this happen. The next thing will be easy," said Machianz, obviously inspired by the good news, and looked confident. "Next, I can find two trustworthy people and send them to Brussels, bringing us any whims in the market there."

"Yes. That's right." Charles nodded. "As long as you exclusively own the operating rights of this telegram line, people in Paris have to ask us for news about the Brussels financial market! You no longer have to wait for the pigeons to fly around."

Kong Ze was fascinated by this prospect, and of course he knew what it meant.

"Science, what a good thing!" He suddenly sighed sincerely. "It can actually make such a thing! Havas is so angry now? He thought he had ruined us, but he had to use a carrier pigeon and we had a telegram now! Haha, I can't help but feel sorry for him."

"That's nothing." Shire shrugged gently, "In the future, science will create ten times more miracles than today. Many things that look like magic today are considered ordinary by people at that time."

"I also believe this." Kong Zeshen nodded with consent. "This is civilization."

The two of them were obviously in a very happy mood and had already started to talk. Although the operating rights on the surface have not yet fallen into their hands and the government has to "review and study" them again, everyone knows in their hearts that this is just a formality and will definitely not be able to escape.

Just as they were still chatting happily, a staff member knocked on the office door.

After hearing his report, Charles suddenly raised his head and looked at his two subordinates with a smile.

"We were talking about Mr. Havas just now, but he came to me now!"

"Oh!" Macchianz also exclaimed, and then laughed proudly again, "Even he knows it's trouble now, right? Hahahaha!"

"You can breathe a good breath now, sir." Kong Ze also looked at Charles gloomy.

"What are you talking about? Everyone is just talking about business. To be honest, I don't want to make a fuss like this." Charles shook his head gently, "We still have to respect the old senior..."

Then, he waved his hand gently. The other two people understood it and hurried out of the office.

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When he met Mr. Charles Havas again, Charles clearly felt that he had no longer the sharpness he had when he met last time. Although his outfit was still meticulous, his eyes were no longer as sharp and shrewd as before. At this moment, he was more like an old man over sixty-five years old than a business giant.

It seems that the blow this time was really big. Charles sighed softly in his heart.

However, no matter how much he sighed, he didn't have much pity.

He stood up diligently and greeted the other party politely.

"Mr. Havas, I didn't expect you to come again! Really, you don't say it first! Come on, please sit down."

However, the other party's expression was much more serious. He sat down gently and looked at Charles seriously.

"Mr. De Treville, I admit that I did underestimate you before. I want to say sorry to you."

"Oh, where are you?" Charles waved his hand quickly, "You have nothing to do to be sorry for me, why should you be sorry?"

After hearing Charles' words, the old man smiled bitterly.

"I really didn't expect that you even boarded the President's ship..."

"Our family has always been supporters of Mr. President." Charles replied with a smile.

"So in return, he intends to hand over the operation rights of the telegram line to you?" Havas raised his head and stared at Charles, his eyes regaining a sharpness, "I really didn't expect that you could still play this trick."

"I can't understand what you said." Charles still smiled, "Yes. I have heard that the government has prepared to review the previous decision, but this does not mean that this thing has fallen into our hands? Now it's just that the government wants us to compete again. I think with your experience, there must be many advantages for us... That's right, we are competing fairly now. Maybe one day, you can come to me to give me some advice..."

What kind of fair competition? Who are you fooling around? Since the government is going to reconsider, it is obvious that it will be replaced. Now it is just a formality.

In the face of Charles's unspoken sarcasm, Mr. Havas remained calm. But a trace of pain flashed in his eyes. He understood that the young man was just perfunctory, but he had no choice.

"If my previous visit brings unhappiness to you, I want you to apologize, but please believe that I have no malice."

"I have no malice now," Charles replied immediately. "I'm just curious. What's wrong with you coming to me today? If you still come and advise me to stop and exit, then I'm sorry. I'm the same as last time, I still won't follow your opinion."

Looking at the slightly stiff expression of the young man in front of him, Mr. Havas suddenly felt a thrust in his heart, and even his breathing became a little difficult. After taking a few breaths, he barely recovered his energy.

"It is illegal for the government to do this," he hissed, no longer caring about his usual demeanor. "He has made a decision, but now he wants to take it back. How can this be true? This won't work. I will resort to the law!"

Why, are you going to threaten me? Hey. I'm not afraid!

Charles snorted coldly in his heart.

"Reason? When will the government reason? How do you plan to sue? Do you have to make the government hate you? This is not a good thing..." He sneered, "Besides, if you really want to resort to the law, who is the one who suffers? Did you get the management rights peacefully before? If you really force the government to investigate, haha, you won't be so calm then?"

Shire was indeed not afraid of his threat. Before, in order to achieve his goal, Havas News Agency must have spent a lot of money to open the way, so Shire was sure that they did not dare to resort to the law. He also hinted that the other government had given him a lot of face now, and as long as he withdrew calmly, it would be good to everyone.

The old man heard the threat, leaned tightly on the back of the chair, his eyes dissipated, and he understood that what Charles said was true.

"At this point, I can see that you absolutely do not want to stop." After a while of silence, he spoke again, his voice trembling a little. "And, I must admit, young man, you have seized the opportunity, and there is no need to stop..."

After pausing, he continued, "But, young man, you have just entered this industry. You must have not found any tricks on many things and have not learned how to hide from the reefs inside and outside, so, I think..."

"What do you want to do?" Charles asked calmly.

"Sir, let's cooperate." The old man raised his head and looked at Charles with anticipation. "We can unite strongly and operate together. I think as long as everyone works together, the future will definitely be unlimited."

Charles frowned slightly.

"Sorry," he finally replied softly. "I still hope to explore and experience this thing myself, and then you can get it after you get it done? I dare not bother you..."

"Is it really not possible?" The old man looked at Charles, and there was a plea in his eyes.

"No." Charles still answered decisively.

The old man sighed softly, then stood up and prepared to say goodbye. He was now in a state of bleakness, obviously he had been hit hard by this failure.

Charles was about to say goodbye to him when he suddenly found that the old man had weakened and fell to the ground.

"Oh! Are you okay?" Shire exclaimed.

He won't have a stroke now! Didn't he die in 1858 in history? In an instant, he was in a mess and became a little panicked.

Hey! Even if you die, you can't die here! How unlucky this is! He screamed in pain in his heart.

After a moment, he realized, quickly opened the office door and asked his own people to come and help.

Under the winter snow, everyone rushed him into a clinic on the street.

Fortunately, under the doctor's care, the old man finally woke up, and Charles breathed a sigh of relief.

The old man opened his eyes, and wanted to speak but couldn't speak, but his eyes seemed to be full of expectations.

Charles shrugged his shoulders and said that he had not changed his mind.

The old man closed his eyes again in pain and allowed the doctor to rescue him, while Charles withdrew from the clinic in time.

"Nothing really happened to him, right?" Machianz next to Charles muttered in a low voice, and his tone seemed to be a little sighing, "Oh, I really didn't expect that the blow to him would be so big! But it's no wonder...oh..."

"Who cares about him!" Kong Ze replied cruelly.

"Yes, who cares about him! We don't have so much leisure to do charity!" Shire shrugged again, ignoring the fact that he had defeated a "future giant", stepped on the snow on the street and walked back to his own news agency.

His career has also ushered in a new peak in this flying winter snow. (To be continued...)

ps: The second volume is finally finished, ah... I breathed a sigh of relief.

In this volume, our protagonist completes the start of his career and takes the most important step towards his dream.

On his life path, he began to lay victims one by one. Thinking about it, he was a little sad...

However, in this era, how could one become a rich man with honest hands?

The conception of the third volume has been completed by about half. I hope it can continue to maintain its previous level. The conception of the plot is really painful.

To be honest, at the beginning, I had high hopes for this work, and felt that even if I couldn't become the top, I could at least become famous. Looking back now, I was really naive and ridiculous... It felt so shameful =.=

However, since the dream has begun, we have to finish it.

Thank you for your support and help all the time, thank you very much.

By the way, thank you book friend "Alice on Rainy Day" for your reward
Chapter completed!