America 1881: They Call Me Legend

Chapter 354 The remnants of the old era cannot board the ship of the new era

Chen Jianqiu took off his hat and patted the snow on his body.

He threw his coat to the people behind him and said to them: "You stay outside the door, I will go in."

Chen Jianqiu walked to the empty seat opposite Henry.

The chair has been moved.

He glanced at a person behind a company representative next to him.

The man shivered when Chen Jianqiu saw him.

He caught a glimpse of the golden revolver in the man's waist.

Then, he stood up and obediently moved the chair in front of Chen Jianqiu.

"Thank you." Chen Jianqiu smiled at him.

The man did not dare to look directly into Chen Jianqiu's eyes, lowered his head and retreated to his seat, standing behind his company representative.

Chen Jianqiu sat down carelessly and crossed his legs.

"You guys keep talking." He took out a cigar and looked at everyone with a smile.

"This is an internal meeting of the Gunpowder Association, please get out!" Henry Dupont suppressed his anger and said.

"Crack!"

An exquisite hard invitation was thrown on the table.

Chen Jianqiu was holding a cigar in his mouth, smiling, "I didn't come uninvited."

The invitation was stamped with the emblem of the Gunpowder Association, so it didn't look like a forgery.

Old Henry's anger suddenly came up, and he looked around at everyone sitting:

"Who invited him here?" he shouted loudly.

Representatives from various companies are still saying, "Look at me, I'll look at you."

The old man's eyes finally fell on Old Hadzer's face.

Old Hudser did not go to see Henry.

"Yes, I sent the invitation." He said slowly, "But this is not my opinion alone."

The company representatives who raised their hands just now also looked here.

They stand with Hardzer Corporation.

"So what?" Old Henry's face was full of sarcasm.

"You have also seen the voting results just now. How many of you want to fight against DuPont?!"

He pointed at Chen Jianqiu: "As long as I am still here, he will never want to join the Gunpowder Association!"

Chen Jianqiu smiled.

"I don't want to join the Gunpowder Association. This kind of association unites the industry in name, but is actually a trust for your DuPont family. In the end, you won't even give soup to others."

The people sitting there started talking again.

Dupont’s heart is known to everyone on the road.

It’s just that no one has ever brought it up face to face within the Gunpowder Association.

"So, what can you do?" Old Henry said arrogantly.

"We plan to establish a new association called the International Gunpowder Association."

"As long as you are willing to join in, I am willing to share the technology of smokeless gunpowder for free and lead you to explore new markets! For example, Europe and Asia."

Chen Jianqiu stood up and walked to the window.

He opened the curtains, wiped the fog on the windows with his hand, tapped the glass with his fingertips, and pointed to the building opposite.

"Just opposite."

Old Henry finally understood where the stone lion he saw just now came from.

"What a loud tone! Just you? With DuPont's current size, it would be as easy to crush you as crushing an ant." His face was full of disdain.

In his eyes, this western country bumpkin, yellow-skinned Asian, was not qualified to stand on the same track as him.

"What if you add me?" Hadzer narrowed his eyes and looked at Henry.

"And me!"

Other companies in the hall began to express their positions one after another. Except for Hardzer and those who voted by a show of hands before, some other companies that expressed neutrality also began to hesitate.

After all, the future is smokeless gunpowder, and DuPont still cannot solve the problem of raw materials.

For a time, the support in the hall rose one after another, with the potential to start a prairie fire.

"Okay, okay, okay." Henry Dupont said hello three times in a row, his eyes becoming increasingly fierce.

He winked at the person next to him.

The follower understood, walked to the window, and made a gesture to the downstairs.

Soon there was a sound of footsteps outside the door.

The faces of the people in the hall suddenly changed dramatically, and even Hadzer, who had been calm and composed from the beginning, showed a trace of nervousness.

Henry Dupont was a man who could do anything.

As a well-known person, he has been trying to make his business practices more "civilized" in recent years.

What's more, this is still in New York.

But no one can forget what he did to his competitors.

Henry Dupont sat down and stopped talking.

The attendant next to him spoke:

"DuPont sincerely hopes that everyone will reconsider and not regret it when the time comes."

Old Henry did not actually intend to shoot, kill or kidnap people in New York. He just wanted to remind everyone here how the Gunpowder Association came about.

Threats are a type of pressure.

"Crack!"

There was another sound.

Everyone in the hall was shocked.

They found two shining golden revolvers lying on the table.

Chen Jianqiu held a cigar in his mouth, leaned forward, crossed his hands on the table, and looked directly at Henry Dupont opposite.

The two golden revolvers were in his hands, with the muzzles facing opposite.

"What are you going to do?!" The attendant around Henry became nervous, and he opened his mouth to call someone.

In the civilized world, even if it is an organization of merchants selling arms, there is no reason to bring guns into the venue.

Not only did this man bring it, he also brought two handfuls.

"We people in the west don't like to fight and kill."

Chen Jianqiu paused.

"But if anyone dares to threaten my friend, I will rip his head off."

His eyes were sharp and aggressive, and his words were loud and clear.

Old Henry and this junior exchanged glances, sparks and lightning.

He never expected it.

I took over this business from my father when I was in my thirties, and experienced the Civil War, the Westward Expansion Movement, and the financial crisis of 1972.

He worked hard for three generations and worked hard, and finally unified the industry.

The prototype of the DuPont empire took shape.

There are only a few heroes left who competed with him for territory, and countless opponents disappeared before his eyes like a fleeting cloud;

Now, as he was about to die, a young man with yellow skin sat opposite him, challenging his throne.

There was a messy noise outside the door, but it quickly subsided.

The door was opened.

Doctor Holiday's pistol was pressed against the head of a man in black clothes.

The remaining people had their hands and feet cut off from behind, and were tightly controlled by the people brought by Chen Jianqiu, with faces ashen as death.

Their weapons were scattered around their feet, whether they put them down themselves or were knocked down by others.

People in the hall were a little uneasy when they saw this scene.

Is this a fire merger?

"Mr. Chen, this group of people stormed the venue with weapons and we caught them."

Holiday raised his eyebrows and blinked at Chen Jianqiuzha.

"Jianqiu Chen!!! This is not New Mexico!!!"

Old Henry let out an angry roar, which was as powerful as thunder.

"Crack!"

The table in the conference hall made the third crisp sound today, causing everyone in the hall to shrink their necks in shock.

Chen Jianqiu gave a rare slap to the table.

The entire table was shaking, and the documents on it were lifted up and scattered on the ground.

He shouted at Old Henry in a tit-for-tat voice:

“This isn’t Delaware either!!!”

Old Henry did not move, but the followers around him involuntarily took two steps back, their faces pale.

"We are detectives from the Border Detective Agency, entrusted by Boss Chen to protect his and your safety."

Holiday showed his identification and gun permit.

"I said, no one can touch a hair of yours!" Chen Jianqiu looked at Old Hadzer and other small company representatives.

"I am announcing that Hardezer Company will withdraw from the American Powder Association with immediate effect."

Old Hadzer stood up and announced solemnly.

"We're quitting too!" A representative of a small company sitting close to Chen Jianqiu also stood up.

He stared at Henry with red eyes and gritted his teeth.

"I will never forget what you did to my father!"

After personal safety was guaranteed, other small companies also stood up one after another and accused DuPont of the crimes it committed.

In the end, the meeting turned into a diatribe against DuPont and Henry himself.

Old Henry's military experience has long given him an iron will.

But what he was seeing now gave him a sense of powerlessness.

Just like he couldn't see the future after Ramon's death.

For the first time ever, his hands began to tremble slightly.

"Your time has passed! Old thing! The remnants of the old world cannot board the ship bound for the new era!"

Chen Jianqiu stood up.

Under his leadership, all company representatives who had withdrawn from the association left.

The conference hall suddenly became empty.

"Master, master."

Henry's attendant called softly beside the old man.

However, without any warning, old Henry fell straight down.

"Master? Master!"

"Doctor! Doctor! Master~"

(End of chapter)