I was a tycoon in World War I: Starting to save France

The next day, Djoka went to Paris again. He cashed the check and transferred the money into his own account. After all, Charles was still a minor and could not open an account.

After that, Djoka received a checkbook. This was for future business considerations. At present, he had to pay Francis a commission of 110,000 francs. It would be much more convenient to pay with a check.

When he came back, Djoka drove a Ford Model T car with shiny black paint, smooth leather cushions, and shiny silver grilles... When he drove to the door of his house, Djoka deliberately honked the horn for a few times.

Djoka did not tell Camille in advance, he wanted to give Camille a surprise.

Camille, who was preparing lunch in the house, did not react. She complained in a low voice about this rude guy who drove a car and parked in front of someone else's house and honked the horn for a long time.

When she looked out, she saw Dejoka sitting in the car and waving at her with a smile: "Hey, beautiful, do you want to go for a ride with me?"

Camille covered her mouth in surprise, then shouted excitedly. She quickly rushed to the door and turned back, shouting to Charles who was reading in the room: "Charles, it's your father, look what he drove back?"

Charles smiled and closed the book and walked out. He knew that Dejoka would drive a car back.

In order to avoid being left in Paris and unable to come back like last time, they felt it necessary to buy a car.

Compared to the 990,000 francs they had just earned, the price of a Ford Model T car seemed insignificant. It only cost 1,248 francs, and it also came with three maintenance.

(Note: Ford Model T cars sold for 260 US dollars at the time, which was equivalent to 1,248 francs at the exchange rate at the time)

And this was the previous price. Because the Germans fought near Paris and caused panic among the people, the cars were also unsalable. The manufacturers were even worried that if they continued to keep these cars in the warehouse, they would become German spoils of war, so they had a big discount.

As soon as Charles walked out of the door, Dejoka said triumphantly: "Can you believe it, Charles? I only spent 910 francs to buy it!"

This is a good thing the Germans did. It is a quarter cheaper than usual.

Camille was so excited that she looked here and there and touched carefully, fearing that she would peel off a piece of car paint if she used too much force.

Is all this true? She couldn't believe it, it was just like a dream!

She thought she would never be able to live such a life in her life. She was completely unprepared and seemed to be knocked out by this sudden happiness.

"What are you waiting for?" Dejoka waved and shouted to the two: "Get in the car!"

The car was driving steadily on the street, and the neighbors on both sides cast envious eyes.

If there were other people sitting in the car, they might curse: "Damn vampire, spending our money to show off in front of us!", and then spit on the ground fiercely.

But when they saw the Dejoka family in the car, they all waved and greeted:

"It's a beautiful car, Mr. Dejoka!"

"I'm happy for you!"

"Be careful on the road, Mr. Dejoka, the road to Thierry has not been repaired yet!"

...

This is what they deserve, the neighbors thought, they are capitalists with conscience, there are not many such capitalists, we need them!

Dejoka nodded and greeted all the way, Camille seemed a little embarrassed sitting on the soft seat, she was not used to being watched and becoming the focus, and waved her hand carefully to thank.

Camille let go when the car drove to an empty road, she stretched her hand out of the car body to feel the breeze coming from the oncoming, yelled like a little girl, and smiled happily.

Suddenly, she turned around and hugged Charles and kissed him on the forehead.

"Thank you, Charles, you are my pride!"

"Mom?!" Charles protested, and now it was his turn to be uncomfortable.

Dejoka laughed, and his eyes were a little red.

Camille said what he wanted to say, and he was grateful to Charles from the bottom of his heart.

Djoka had always wanted to give Camille and Charles a happy life, but he hadn't done it, and it would be difficult to do it in the future, but Charles helped him do it.

What else is there to regret?

This is all he wanted!

That's why Francis thought he had no future!

...

After lunch, Djoka and Charles went to Francis' villa again, driving there.

Francis stood at the window of the study and looked down, and saw Djoka's new car. When Djoka brought Charles in, he smiled and said, "Congratulations, Djoka, it's a beautiful car!"

Then he sat down on the chair and added sarcastically, "You have a good son, unlike me!"

In addition to selfishness and indifference, another thing that people can't stand about Francis is his sarcastic nature.

Djoka seemed to be used to it. He took out a check from his pocket and put it in front of Francis: "This is your commission, father!"

For some reason, it was difficult for Djoka to say the word "father" now.

Francis took out a pair of gold-chained glasses from the drawer and put them on himself. He unfolded the check and looked at the amount. He said "hmm", looked up at Djoka and Charles, and asked: "Don't you want to consider it?"

"Consider what?" Djoka looked confused.

Charle had told him long ago that if Francis was fooled, he would take this opportunity to promote his motorcycle factory.

Francis said: "Motorcycle factory, at the price we agreed on before!"

Djoka cast his eyes on Charles.

This move made Francis snort in contempt. What a useless guy, he actually let his own child make the decision!

However, Charles is indeed excellent, but it's a pity...

"Mr. Francis!" Charles raised his head to the window: "I believe you have seen that we bought Ford and don't need motorcycles!"

"But you can produce motorcycles and sell them to others!" Francis said: "I originally planned to hand over the motorcycle factory to you!"

Deyoka felt a little ironic. If that's the case, you shouldn't sell it, but "hand it over" to us!

"Sorry!" Charles shook his head: "We are unfamiliar with the motorcycle market and don't plan to invest before we are familiar with it! This is very dangerous!"

This sentence is said to himself, but actually to Francis.

Francis agreed with it, and he was even hurt by Charles' words.

He has been in business all his life but has only been involved in two industries: textiles and tractors. Motorcycles are an unfamiliar field for him, and keeping them will only continue to lose his funds.

Djoka raised his eyebrows and said, "Maybe I can help you ask if there is anyone willing to buy it, father!"

He took Charles and was about to leave...

This was of course a show, and the words were all thought out in advance.

Francis' first reaction after hearing this was: Who would be willing to buy a motorcycle factory? At this time, using 600,000 francs must be crazy!

"Wait!" Francis stopped Djoka: "Let's talk about it again!"