In August 1860, when the election campaign was in full swing, Clark received an extremely rare invitation from Scrooge. Compared with Scrooge's current net worth, the Clark-McDonald-Rockefeller company he participated in when he started was too small and inconspicuous. Not to mention Scrooge, even Rockefeller has a high salary because of his shares in the McDonnell Infantry Arms Company and the high salary he received as a senior manager in Blackwater and McDonnell Chemical and Pharmaceutical Companies, so he has already paid attention to this company. Not very concerned. So now in this company, Clark has quite fulfilled his wish and has become the one who makes the final decision. However, seeing that his former partner is now flourishing while he is still a small boss if he says that Clark has no ideas, he probably won't believe it himself.

Someone came this morning to tell him that Mr. Macdonald missed him very much, but had been too busy to visit him. Mr. Macdonald wondered if he had time lately and if he was, Mr. Macdonald hoped she would find time to stop by Macdonald's Infantry Arms Company. He had some business matters to talk to him about.

No one knew what Clark was thinking when he got the news. Once upon a time, he was an equal business partner, but now he could greet him in a way that was almost summoned. However, Clark did not show any dissatisfaction. In fact, how many businessmen are queuing up to see Mr. MacDonald at present without seeing it? What's more, Mr. MacDonald said that he had business matters to discuss with him. You know, in the eyes of businessmen in Cleveland, Mr. MacDonald is simply the embodiment of the God of Wealth. Starting from scratch three years ago, in just three years, he has become a billionaire with a net worth of over ten million. And his wealth is still rising at an alarming rate. The businessmen believed that as long as they could hug Mr. MacDonald's thigh, they would be able to make a fortune. Among other things, isn't Mr. Rockefeller a role model? Only Clark became the laughingstock of others. Even his family blamed him for not holding Mr. MacDonald's thigh from time to time. Moreover, not only his family but also himself, after seeing Scrooge making a lot of money over the years, why didn't he regret it? Yes, once there was a golden thigh that appeared in front of him, but he didn't hug it, (even worried that this golden thigh would compete with him for the small business) and only regretted it when the golden thigh was gone. There is no greater pain in life than this. Sometimes, when he was sleeping in bed at night, Clark would think that if God gave him another chance, he would hold this thigh tightly and never let go! If there is a limit to the time he can hold his thigh, he hopes it will be a lifetime.

Now, God mercifully sent such a thigh to him again, what other ideas could he have? Face problem? How much is face worth? It's like, playing in the Chinese national men's football team is a shameful thing to be scolded every day, but considering the money they get, there are a lot of people who are willing to take their place and be scolded by the people of the whole country. (Well, at least the bottle is more than willing)

So, Mr. Clark said, he was always available. Whenever Mr. MacDonald is available, it doesn't matter.

On the appointed day, Clark got up before dawn, put on the most formal clothes, and combed his hair and beard over and over again in front of the mirror until his wife could not find any problems. Of. Then he walked into the MacDonald Infantry Arms Company as soon as it opened.

However, the maid in charge of reception told him that Mr. MacDonald hadn't come to work yet. And there are still several hours before the agreed time. If he has something to do, he can go to his affairs first. If he's willing to wait, well, he can wait in the little lounge over there.

The small lounge is on the second floor, and from its window facing the street, you can just see the company's gate. Clark sat down on the chair in the small lounge. At this time, another maid politely poured him a cup of Ceylon black tea and brought a small plate of fruit.

"This is the style of a big company!" Clark sighed secretly. At the same time, I made another resolution in my heart, this time I must hug this thigh!

I don't know how long he waited, anyway, the maid has come to refill him several times. Clark put down his glass, stood up, and walked around in the small lounge. When he reached the door, he saw a group of carriages approaching from a distance and finally stopped at the door of the company.

Some tall bodyguards came down from the front and rear carriages first, and they came to a carriage that looked no different from other carriages, and then it seemed that someone got out of the carriage, and then those people crowded around He went in.

"This must be Mr. MacDonald." Clark's heart was beating.

It was indeed Scrooge who came. After entering the door, someone told him that Clark was waiting for him there. So when Scrooge went to his office, he deliberately passed by the small lounge, opened the door, and said hello to Mr. Clark.

"Mr. Clark, I have kept you waiting."

"No, no, I just arrived," Clark said hastily.

"I'm sorry, there is still a big client waiting for me, so you may have to wait a little longer..." Scrooge was embarrassed.

"Ah, it's all right, Mr. Macdonald, you can do your work," Clark said quickly.

"Then I'll excuse you first." Scrooge nodded politely, and then said to the maid, "Sister Anna, help me take care of Mr. Clark, he is my old friend." Then he laughed again Laughing, turned, and left.

At this time, a big client was waiting for him. This big client is the guy who claims to be an Italian Robert Ferrari. Although Scrooge knew for a long time that this guy was not Italian at all, he was just a broker buying weapons for the South, Scrooge pretended not to know this and continued to do business with him; "Ferrari" naturally knew that Scrooge made his fortune in Sardinia, and of course, he knew that Scrooge knew that he was not Italian, but he also pretended not to know that Scrooge already knew his details, and continued to use Italian Human identity to buy weapons from Scrooge. Anyway, whether in the South or the North, everyone uses the same dollar.

This time, Mr. Ferrari seemed a little anxious, and he strongly demanded that Scrooge take his order as the top priority. For this reason, he is even willing to make a little concession on the price. Of course, Scrooge would not refuse such a good thing, so they quickly reached an agreement on the sale of a new batch of 10,000 MacDonald 1857 rifles and a batch of "Daliwan".

After seeing off Mr. Ferrari, it was almost noon, and Scrooge went directly to the small lounge. Pushing open the door and entering, I saw Clark pacing up and down the room bored. Hearing the sound of the door, Clark turned his head and saw that it was Scrooge, he immediately smiled happily.

"Mr. Macdonald, are you done?"

"Mr. Clark, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting," said Scrooge.

"It's okay, it's okay," Clark said quickly. He looked at Scrooge, smiling so that every pore of his face blossomed.

Scrooge sat down on the sofa, and Clark quickly sat aside.

"Mr. Macdonald, what can I do for you?" Clark asked.

"Oh, Mr. Clark, you can still call me Scrooge as before," said Scrooge. "You know, the war I foresee is imminent. When there is a war, the army will need rations, I think There's a big deal to do here. So I'm going to start a new company just for that and make a fortune. Just you know, I've got too much stuff right now and I've got three companies on my hands, Carol I went to Europe, and now it’s just me and John, we’re so busy, and we’re starting a new company, I really can’t take care of energy.”

"You are busy." Clark flattered, "But there is no chance for anyone to be as busy as you."

"Recently, a new kind of canned meat has been developed in my lab. I named it Spam. You know, soldiers need to eat enough every day if they want to stay effective in high-intensity combat protein. But there is no way to provide them with fresh meat on the battlefield. All they can eat is dried bacon. These things are dry and hard, very inconvenient to handle, not easy to digest, and the price is not cheap. And our canned luncheon meat is not only convenient to store but also can be eaten when opened. It can be eaten cold or hot, and you can even choose to heat it automatically. The nutrition and taste are better than dry bacon, and the price is also cheaper than bacon. In this war, it will become the main food for the American army. This is not a small deal. I am going to invest 300,000 US dollars first to build a meat factory including a feed processing plant, a pig farm, and a canning factory. A company that integrates supply and marketing, if you are interested, Mr. Clark, you can sell the company you own to buy shares in our new company. By the way, help me manage the daily affairs of this company. What do you think?" Shi Gao Zhi said.

"You're telling the truth, Mr. MacDonald?" Clark stood up, staring at Scrooge as if he were made of gold. "Thank you very much, Mr. MacDonald. Thank you for giving me this opportunity. On behalf of my whole family, my wife Lisa, and my son George thank you!"

"Ah," Scrooge also stood up, "you don't have to, we're old friends, aren't we? Oh, by the way, John and I still have some shares in that company of yours. You sell the company Finally, according to the share, give John's share to him. My share should be regarded as the first commission for hiring you but letting the general manager."

"How can I do that? It's your money, and I'll settle every penny with you. Mr. Macdonald, this is the principal I've been doing business with for so many years. You treat me as a friend, how can I let you What about the loss?" Clark said sternly as if he would not do it unless Scrooge agreed. But in his heart, he was thinking like this: "Any boss hopes that the guy who follows him is not a person who likes to take advantage of small advantages."