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Wall Street of the third generation chaebol Chapter 6

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“Presidential First Lady?”

I came to my senses and read the invitation handed to me.

I thought it might have flown to me too, but James didn’t tell me about the invitation, so maybe it didn’t come to me. No matter how much Morgan House is, there must be no invitations to sasaeng in Yellow Monkey.

This made Frank’s proposal even more mouthwatering.

‘The president’s first wife is epileptic, so President McKinley attended most of the events, hopefully he might even meet the president.’

I tapped Frank on the side.

“Why Morgan?”

“Frank, are you at the charity party?”

“No, I have a lot of work to do that day, so I pass.”

Frank shrugged.

“And the Roosevelt family is a family with deep bones. Let me know if you need networking. Unless you are a giant like the president, I will inquire and connect you.”

“Unlucky Frank.”

“Shut up, mafia.”

‘…Isn’t the first lady of the president also a great network.’

I looked down at the invitation again.

While Frank and Chris were arguing, in their minds, they finished the calculations for attending the charity party. At the end of 1897, if it is the first lady’s charity party, there is a high possibility that the chaos about the US-Spanish war next year will be solved, so you should definitely attend.

‘It would be nice to make a connection with the War Department or the Navy Department.’

As long as I can catch it, it’s the game of the future.

I put the invitation in my arms and told Frank.

“Charity party. I will attend.”

“Great.”

Frank gave a thumbs up.

“Morgan, but you’re running out of time.”

“I must leave now.”

I checked the date on the invitation.

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Obviously, time is running out to get to the party by the charity party date. I quickly put on only my outerwear and left the dormitory.

“Charity party… are you talking about?”

I caught James on his way back to New York.

James looked startled when I talked about the charity party.

“Are you okay?”

“I know you’re worried because it’s the President’s First Lady’s charity party, but you don’t have to worry because you’re confident in your own way of dealing with things.”

“No, um.”

James frowned and carefully pulled an envelope out of his pocket.

“Actually, Master Morgan received the same invitation.”

“What? You didn’t tell me about the invitation.”

“Originally, you did not accept the invitation.”

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Oh

The Detroit Morgan I possessed was an illegitimate child.

If you were the illegitimate son of a huge mogul like JP Morgan, you would hate a social church infested with wolves. And the existence of Jack Morgan.

“James. Give me every invitation that comes in.”

If Jack Morgan’s breath is a problem, then don’t go anywhere that might be a problem.

There is no better place than a social church to understand the times.

I turned the invitation over and checked the address of the party venue.

“Washington DC…The White House?”

***

December 1897, Washington DC

White House charity party.

The interior of the White House residence.

Republican politicians and wealthy men in black suits and military generals in uniforms were talking in groups.

The White House is the official residence of the President of the United States.

The core of politics, business, and diplomacy takes place here.

“It’s been said that since ancient times, alcohol has never been accepted……”

profit.

I poured cola into a glass.

“By the way, each and every one of the attendees controls the United States. It’s really a battle of horses.”

American donation culture and social gathering.

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Organizations that need large amounts of support, such as those hosted by museums or art galleries seeking sponsorship, or modern human rights groups and eco-friendly organizations, receive donations. It is an extension of American politics in which the story comes and goes.

That’s why most of the cases are usually hosted by socialites.

‘If there is something special about this charity party, is it that it is a charity party hosted by the first lady of the president? Even at the White House. If that’s the case, then I can get a rough idea of why the invitation was sent to me…’

25th President of the United States McKinley.

The fact that he had $12 million in campaign funding from JP Morgan, John Davidson Rockefeller and Andrew Carnegie was also known to social circles.

So, as a member of the Morgan family, an invitation was sent to me as well.

‘It would be nice if I could establish a connection with the War Department.’

Navy is good too.

But the problem was, whether it was McKinley’s wife’s charity party or the White House, no one knew me. It seems that the first lady, let alone President McKinley, is also staying inside the mansion after being weakened by epilepsy.

But I also had some beliefs.

‘At least Morgan’s name won’t be ignored. Because JP Morgan executives even threatened voters in front of the voting booth, Morgan was McKinley’s number one public servant.’

Jennings, who was the opposing leader, was at odds with JP Morgan.

So, as a result of a soul bet, Jennings only had $550,000 in campaign funds while President McKinley was receiving $12 million in campaign funds.

It was kind of a bland back story.

“Young man, is that Coca-Cola?”

“?”

Looking back at the heavy bass, I had no choice but to harden like a stone statue.

It was because the white-bearded uncle in a certain naval general’s uniform was frowning his brows.

for a moment.

Didn’t I just say Coca-Cola?

“…Coca-Cola is right. I brought a few more bottles, can I get you one?”

“Oh, can you? I hope you can see Coca-Cola here. I was lucky.”

“It’s nice to meet someone who knows Coca-Cola too.”

“You’re a great young man. I’m so damn drunk that Coca-Cola is the only pleasure in my life.”

“Ah, sobriety.”

1898 was the most active period of the Prohibition Movement. It was less than 10 years after the Prohibition Alliance was formed.

The prohibition movement was also responsible for the burning of Coca-Cola in all 50 states.

‘……by the way.’

However, I was more concerned about the Admiralty Admiral, who was drinking Coca-Cola with his fluffy white beard in front of me.

Isn’t it time for this gentleman to be flirting with the British Navy in British Hong Kong?

“Are you Admiral Dewey, the commander of the Asian fleet?”

“Well? If you’re talking about George Dewey, who was appointed commander of the Asian fleet this year, I’m right. young friend.”

“The Admiral was in British Hong Kong by now…”

“Young man, I do not live in British Hong Kong 365 days a year. Besides, the situation in America these days is not serious.”

Admiral Dewey twirled the glass of Coca-Cola with cold, sunken eyes.

“I had to come back to the mainland once. Especially here in Washington.”

This charity event was a great opportunity.

Dewey went on to say:

“Besides, I guess I’m not the only one who thought so.”

Admiral Dewey gestured his chin to the corner of the charity party.

There was a crowd of generals in naval and army uniforms.

“I see ambassadors from different countries from time to time.”

“War is effectively spearheaded by diplomats and politicians, and we are the latter. The honeymoon between the military and the political world is inevitable.”

I twinkled my eyes.

It was kind of a sign that war was approaching. In other words, it could be seen as a part of the outpost in the upcoming war.

‘The prediction was correct.’

It was a pleasure to come to the White House.

While I ate, Dewey pulled out another bottle of Coca-Cola.

profit.

“Only the Spanish ambassador became pitiful.”

“…can we bring more Coca-Cola? I brought a few more bottles to the car.”

“Five! Young man, you know something. After all, Coca-Cola is like the water of the 19th century!”

“Well, actually, I am a major shareholder of The Coca-Cola Company.”

Just in case, I brought a few boxes of Coca-Cola.

For marketing purposes.

“What?”

Admiral Dewey widened his eyes.

Is this so surprising?

The admiral looked at me blankly for a moment, then whispered a whisper in my ear.

“Call my friends for a moment. Just stand here and wait. It will dramatically increase your company’s sales.”

Admiral Dewey then vanished through the crowd in an instant.

“…what was it?”

In fact, the generals’ love for Coca-Cola was well known.

During World War II, Dwight Eisenhower, who was commanding the Allied Forces in North Africa, was a Coca-Cola maniac enough to order 3 million bottles of Coca-Cola by telegraph. peel.

Even during Eisenhower, Coca-Cola was an addictive substance that produced fanaticism to the extent that Coca-Cola production bases were built all over the world where the Allied Forces lived.

I drank the cola and calmed my confused mind.

‘. Blowing a cola bottle instead of a cigarette, I’m a cola addict.’

I walked through the gardens of the White House with a glass as it was.

When it comes to the 21st century White House garden, the Rose Garden is probably the most famous, but unfortunately, the Rose Garden, which was built under President Wilson, has yet to show any traces.

As I was walking in the garden for such a long time, a man with a strangely displeased expression walked through the crowd to me.

It’s like you know something about me.

‘Who is it?’

Morgan’s memory before the possession was still not perfect, so it was fuzzy.

The man who came up to me whispered softly in a loud, irritable voice.

“Detroit Morgan, why are you at this party?”

“…Is that because I got an invitation?”

Are there any other party venues in the White House that I don’t know about? As he waved the invitation in embarrassment, the man’s face became even more contorted.

“I must have warned you not to stand out in New York. You don’t even listen to my warnings. Does it make me look funny just because I say it?”

“Who are you in the first place?”

The blue young guy.

Slowly, I was starting to get annoyed.

Does this guy dare to infringe on the basic rights of others in America, a free country where the Constitution currently operates?

But like a lightning bolt, James’ strangely anxious expression flashed through his mind.

‘for a moment. Does Detroit Morgan have something to do with possession?’

However, the man pushed me with a rather absurd expression.

“This is Thomas W. Lamont. Have you forgotten my name yet?”

“Lamont…”

‘ah. Now I can remember.’

Later, he attended the Paris Peace Conference as the finance minister and played a major role, and one of the economists who laid the foundation for the Federal Reserve system. And in November 1929, a person whose face was published in Time magazine.

But it came to me in a different way.

I narrowed my eyes.

‘Jack Morgan’s henchman.’

A man who later ascended to the chairmanship of JP Morgan.

I looked at him with cold, sunken eyes.

He twisted the corners of his mouth and lifted his scorn.

“Lamont, have you come to a place I would not have come? I know your Head is against me, but you can’t stop me in America in the free country. Are you a red-haired person who rejects the Constitution?”

“…….what?”

“Or are you afraid that the Yellow Monkeys will covet Anglo-Saxon JP Morgan? JP Morgan Bank, which holds more than 30% of US capital.”

bang.

I nervously put down the empty glass bottle of Coca-Cola.

“It seems that Morgan House’s reputation has also fallen to the ground because they are afraid of Yellow Monkeys that sell only black sugar water. Jack Morgan’s wall has become the size of a dung beetle.”

“……!”

“If you’re not interested, let’s go ahead and stop worrying about it. I will pave my own path, so please do not disturb me.”

“You will regret it.”

“You will regret it.”

Lamont bit his lip and looked at me.

But I responded with a snort. JP Morgan is still alive and well, but how much Jack Morgan can fly.

There were severe checks on the subject, which was still a ghost.

At that moment, a heavy voice with a slight anger was heard from behind.

“Hey, who regrets?”

“…George Dewey?”

“A blue young man, Dewey is half-mal. I wish I could call you ‘sir’, Admiral Dewey. Can you lend me some of that friend when you’re done? When the business is over, please turn it off as soon as possible.”

Admiral Dewey, like a rough navy, was arrogant.

Besides, behind him were naval officers in black uniforms crowded together. Lamont came out blankly and took turns looking at Admiral Dewey, and a tendon spurted on Admiral Dewey’s forehead.

“Are you sure you don’t mistake the Admiral of the Navy for a seal flapper like the army ground dogs? Maybe it’s because I’m getting older, I’m starting to lose my patience now. haha.”

“… see you next time.”

Lamont growled and gave a warning, and disappeared into the crowd.

Admiral Dewey clicked his tongue as he looked at Lamont’s back.

“Are all the bankers in New York these days of that shape and that little guy? There are no poisonous snakes.”

“It’s because I’m a redneck. You are a redneck.”

“Oh, were you a socialist?”

Later on, Lamont’s son becomes a socialist, but it’s a minor war. Red is a contagious disease.

At this time, the United States treated both socialists and communists who insisted on equality as gangsters.

“First, I have to introduce these friends.”

When he heard that Admiral Dewey was also a redneck, he turned his attention away from Lamont.

Instead, he introduced me to the naval friends who drove it.

“Introduction, Colonel William Sampson.”

“This is Sampson. I heard from Admiral Dewey that you are the major shareholder of The Coca-Cola Company.”

Colonel Sampson also looked old with a white beard that was as thick as Dewey, but he treated him with courtesy and respect.

I shook hands with him.

“This is Colonel Charles Sixby. He is a strong man who leads the main ship.”

“It’s Sixby.”

……Main box.

You will be able to see the protagonist of the sinking of the main ship, which fired the signal for the US-Spanish war, right before your eyes.

He shook hands with Captain Sixby with a strange face.

“The Coca-Cola Company’s Detroit is also Morgan. Please take good care of me and our company.”

“Morgan?”

Sixby and Sampson quickly turned their heads to look at Admiral Dewey.

Admiral Dewey also opened his eyes with the expression that he was hearing it for the first time.

“…don’t you know?”

“…By the way, I only heard that he was a major shareholder of the Coca-Cola Company and didn’t ask for the young man’s name. But please understand. It means that I love Coca-Cola. ha ha ha!!!”

Admiral Dewey said, ‘You’re a giant. It’s a big deal,’ he said, pounding my shoulder and bursting into laughter.

Colonel Sampson smirked as he looked at Admiral Dewey as if it was ridiculous.

“I understand. It’s because you can’t get Coca-Cola in British Hong Kong, where you work, so you’re obsessed with it.”

Colonel Sixby whispered to me in a whisper.

I smiled and nodded my head.

“Oh right. Morgan young man. You have a business, so you brought your friends here.”

“Are you a naval delivery?”

“As a capitalist, you can smell money very well. If the Navy is supplied with Coca-Cola, can you provide enough supply?”

“You mean Coca-Cola as munitions?”

Instantly, I quickly smashed the numbers into my head with a calculator.

In fact, the idea of the US military supplying Coca-Cola as munitions itself was not very surprising. Coca-Cola alone delivered more than 5 billion bottles during World War II.

‘Of course, the US-Spanish war will not consume that much.’

The thought of spending on future World War I and World War II gives me shuddering.

Just having a relationship with the Navy in advance was already a great asset.

“Hmm.”

As I was pounding hard on the typesetting in my head, Admiral Dewey became impatient, perhaps because of a misunderstanding, and began to list the reasons why he could receive delivery.

look at this

“Isn’t Coca-Cola sugar water?”

“Yes.”

“Sugar water is high in calories, making it a great military food. Naval officers on the front lines will also welcome them with open arms. So there will be no problem even if it is supplied as munitions.”

“It would be.”

“How is it, isn’t your entrepreneurial sense screaming that you should seize this opportunity? It seems to me that a bundle of money is a hurricane-like proposition.”

“It looks messy. Admiral.”

Although Sampson took the other side.

Admiral Dewey seemed to have gotten even more nervous, and he began to speak more and more quickly.

“a! Sampson, keep your mouth shut. Anyway, young Morgan, our naval department will make the most of your convenience…”

“Admiral.”

“Well?”

In fact, if you miss this, you’re not even a businessman.

I smiled brightly and held out my hand.

Absolutely a call

“I hope to go along well.”

“……YES!!!”

Naval Department connection GET.

Admiral Dewey and I shook hands with each other, shouting hoorays in our hearts.

‘This is a win-win.’

< Coca-Cola. (3) > end

Wall Street of the third generation chaebol

Wall Street of the third generation chaebol

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Wall Street of the third generation chaebol mtl late 19th century. The United States was ruled by oil king Rockefeller, steel king Carnegie, and finance king JP Morgan. I fell on Wall Street in New York. “… Detroit or Morgan?” I didn’t just fall off, I was the son of the finance king JP Morgan.

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