[Titanic] Where Your Heart Goes

Early the next morning, Carl appeared in the restaurant early, sipping black tea and looking at the newspaper in his hand.There was a deep smile in Karl's eyes. He was very satisfied with the headlines he saw on the front page. Once the news of Mr. Nathan Strauss, the owner of Macy's department store, got worse pneumonia, Mrs. Strauss was due to I have been taking care of Mr. Strauss and now I can't bear it anymore and I am hospitalized.All of this is not the main reason for Karl's satisfaction. The most important thing is that the stock price of Macy's has fallen so badly because of the catastrophe of the owner's family.

"Judy, make my breakfast bigger." Carl had a big appetite, and he didn't have any psychological burden for his bad luck and good mood. This is a good time to make a fortune, who cares about the opponent on the battlefield? ?

Mr. Henry also got up very early. Looking at his son who had a big appetite in the morning, he felt more satisfied with the new chef.Carl had breakfast and said goodbye to Mr. Henry. Satisfied, he first went to the bank under the Morgan consortium to withdraw a check for 1 million US dollars, and then he did not hesitate to sell all the pipeline companies and other industries he had just acquired from Mr. Guggenheim. Made a mortgage in exchange for another loan of more than [-] million US dollars. Of course, Karl very rationally limited the loan period to several decades-he wanted to delay the repayment of the money until the dollar depreciated.

Karl then returned to his company, and his managers were already waiting for Karl.After Carl greeted everyone politely, they started their meeting theme. Carl raised the newspaper in his hand and said very firmly: "Now I am going to buy the scattered shares of Macy's in the market. I want more than 30.00% of the shares."

"Mr. Carl, this is not rational. Macy's is not the only department store. The stock price of Macy's has been falling rapidly recently, and their market share has also declined recently, which makes people feel insecure."

Carl smiled indifferently. He knew better than anyone else how powerful Macy's was. If he didn't take advantage of the good opportunity he finally created to buy Macy's stock, there would never be such a thing in the future. Good time.Carl said calmly, "Do as I say, and I'll see results within a week."

"Sir, but the heirs of Macy's will definitely find out about our acquisition intention later on."

"Abner, so I don't need all the shares of Macy's, I only need 30.00% is enough." Carl laughed indifferently, "They will only think that this is stock speculation caused by high-level personnel turmoil. Also Ten percent of the stock is pretty safe, isn't it?"

"But, Mr. Carl, our funds are not sufficient." Abner looked at the company's financial statements, and regretfully emphasized that Carl's plan was not feasible at all.

Carl handed the documents he had brought to Abner, he watched the opposite manager's eyes widen and finally smiled: "So, Abner, hurry up and buy Macy's, from today, we will It’s time to start living in debt.”

Carl's most capable manager finally looked at Carl and rolled his eyes unbearably: "Carl, I have to remind you that it is a very, very risky decision to mortgage almost all of your obvious assets into cash. Once your investment fails, then It's not your property anymore. Watch out for Lucas yelling at you when he comes back from Tennessee."

"Rockefeller's method is still very good, and my credit has always been good." Carl patted Abner on the shoulder and continued to explain his plan, "I have recently acquired a lot of farmland in the south, and there is also a mechanical Manufacturing plant. Within the end of this year, I will form a research and development team, and the modernization of agricultural machinery is a very good proposition." Carl said with a proud smile, stepping on the shoulders of giants, the scenery is indeed very beautiful.

"Carl, but I can't find any relationship between this and your acquisition of Macy's. You don't want to open another department store yourself and invest in the brand you created? Even if I'm done talking You fire me immediately, and as an old classmate, I also want to remind you that this is really very risky." Abner sighed, and he said with a little helplessness: "After experiencing the sinking of the Titanic, your decision It's getting crazy, Carl."

"Yes, this is my plan. Dear old classmate, just imagine, my department store will not only sell daily necessities, but also cars, farm tools, and even books, as long as you can imagine I will let them appear in my department stores.” Karl’s statement made Abner fall into deep thought, and he finally agreed with Karl’s idea.

"Okay, that's a really good idea, but you need to build a huge department store first, which is another investment. Let's get Macy's first, so we can put Macy's inside The core service idea is stolen." Abner said, showing the same sinister smile as Carl.

"Make a detailed plan, Abner." After Carl finished speaking, he left everything to his old classmate with confidence, and left the company in style. He still has other things to do Woolen cloth.

The business map of Carl's plan is not just as simple as seizing the opportunities he already knows to acquire the dividends of several companies that have been making money. He needs to build an empire with his own masters, and creation must be more than just enjoying the benefits.But it is undeniable that the current opportunity is like a gift from God, and Karl will definitely not let go of the opportunity to make a lot of money-if he has money but does not make money, he will be sorry for his conscience, although Karl's conscience is no conscience.

With a flying mood, Carl relaxed and returned to his private house in Manhattan. Jack was indeed not very polite to him. It seemed that he had completely accepted the reality that he wanted to live with Karl as an equal as another master.The well-lit attic was transformed into a studio by Jack through a night and a morning of hard work. The canvases, paints and brushes that Karl called and ordered early in the morning were organized by Jack.

The sun shone down on Jack through the huge glass windows, and his blond hair glistened.Carl looked at Jack's expression but just wanted to laugh out loud. Jack's nose was stained with a large area of ​​green. What's more interesting was that several other paints that could no longer see the original color were pressed on the nose.

Jack's expression was very focused. Carl leaned against the door frame and couldn't see what Jack was drawing, but he liked to admire Jack's expression.I don't know how long it took, Jack reached out and rubbed his nose again in satisfaction, and added a more intense color to the position where multiple colors had been mixed.Jack breathed a sigh of relief, his expression relaxed.

"Carl, when did you arrive? I like the paint very much. It's the first time I tried oil painting. Oh, it feels so amazing." Jack said with a happy smile. Carl handed Jack the black tea he had brought earlier, and then He wiped his nose with his hand, looked at the paint on his fingertips, and Carl laughed again.

"It's really amazing, you're about to turn into an oil painting." Carl smiled and showed his paint-stained fingers. Jack looked at Carl's outstretched fingertips and laughed awkwardly.

"When trying to paint in oil for the first time, it's normal to have some color rubbing."