Rise of the Argentine Empire

Saint Herse's newspaper remarks were not successful and attracted the attention of some interested people.

This gave him some fame, for better or worse.

Some tabloid newspapers wanted him to be an investigative columnist.

Some fraudulent companies invited him to make advertisements to deceive people.

Some small political parties even invited him to join as Minister of Propaganda.

Some underground casinos wanted to threaten him to do advertising.

Some gang bosses wanted him to be a lackey to raise funds.

Some movie stars wanted him to help hype them up.

There were also student groups who wanted him to run errands without pay.

There were also churches who wanted him to be a priest, because his bragging skills were good.

Some labor unions also wanted to invite him to be a mouthpiece to gain greater benefits for the labor movement.

Many people were also dissatisfied with him, believing that he hated the country too much and did not see how much effort Perón had made for this country. He recovered the Argentine railway and nationalized the railway, although it was purchased from Britain with beef and gold reserves worth 2.5 billion pesos.

Fortunately, most of Perón's supporters did not know his address, otherwise Saint Herse suspected that he would be torn apart by their enthusiasm.

Some people also studied several of his hit articles and imitated several new ones, which also achieved good publicity results.

Most of the people who invited him to join were politely rejected by Saint Herse. If they were too difficult to deal with, he would find someone from the Falcon Group to beat them up and intimidate them a few times, and they would immediately be honest.

The only thing he was relatively interested in were these political parties. There were dozens of political parties of all sizes in Argentina, with members ranging from a few hundred to hundreds of thousands.

He was somewhat interested in joining a political party, which was also a path he would inevitably have to take in the future.

Not daring to make a decision on his own, he planned to formally visit Professor Pukins and Commander Thompson to consult their opinions.

He changed into formal clothes and went to Commander Thompson's house first.

On the way, he encountered a strike again.

"Damn it, there are strikes every day. The country is going to be ruined by you."

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The commander's house was not as luxurious as the villa in Ke City. Overall, it seemed relatively "simple". To be honest, it seemed very deserted, completely different from the bustling scene in Ke City.

"Commander, I'm really sorry. I recently started school and I'm busy with my studies. Plus, I went to investigate the slums of Bu City, so I haven't come to see you."

Saint Herse still maintained a low profile and a humble attitude.

"It's good that you have the thought."

Thompson took a sip of tea, looked at him calmly, still looked hale and hearty, his signature mustache was also shaved off, and he wore a white shirt, without the feeling of being snubbed at all.

"Understanding and view of our motherland, um, let me think about it."

Suddenly, he was a little stunned, his view and understanding of Argentina.

"Commander, I'll say whatever comes to my mind. I don't know what specific views I have. The word 'motherland' is a bit heavy for me."

"Okay, you continue."

Thompson also suddenly listened to him seriously.

"To be honest, in the first 19 years of my life, I really never seriously thought about this issue."

Saint Herse paused for a moment and said truthfully.

"Commander, you know, I am a Gaucho and my family is not wealthy. Starting at the age of 12, my family members passed away one after another, and there are no other relatives anymore. Now I am the only one left in my family. That was the first time I felt the loneliness and emptiness of life, and I didn't know what the meaning of living was anymore."

"From the age of 3 to the first 16 years of my life, I thought that all the meaning of my life was to herd cattle, sheep, and horses on the Pampas grasslands, then get married, have children, grow old, and finally return to the arms of the Lord, free and unrestrained. Every day was like this, and I felt very happy."

"At that time, I didn't like to study, and I also had a group of very good friends. We galloped together on the grasslands. In the year when my last family member passed away, I dropped out of school because I didn't like to study and I didn't have any living expenses."

"In this year of 17, my life completely changed. Normally, our Gaucho tribes marry very early. It is normal to marry at sixteen or seventeen, but I lost all my relatives.

Most of the people who used to follow me have also married one after another, but I didn't, because I lost my source of income at the same time as I lost my family.

The cattle and sheep in my family were taken to pay off debts. I sold my favorite horse. Sometimes I would resent the injustice of fate. Many girls used to like me, but I didn't dare to agree to them because I felt that I couldn't give them happiness."

"At the same time, I didn't like working for others. I preferred to live for myself. Some people asked me to be a live-in son-in-law, and I firmly refused. Some people asked me to work on other people's large farms, but I didn't like it. I hated the feeling of working for others."

The moment Saint Herse said these words from his heart, he felt that his soul was much lighter. The original owner had never confided these things to anyone. In Saint Herse's memory, the original owner was almost always smiling and very outgoing to everyone.

"Until one day, my best friend Aragon, he always had a shaved head and was 1 year younger than me. He had been following me since he was a child. He was also unwilling to get married so early.

So we joined the Cordoba City Guard together. There were seven or eight other people who joined the army at the same time as us."

"I felt that my life was completely changed at that time. I received my salary for the first time. I didn't like working for others, but working for the motherland made me very willing.

At that time, I experienced some things that made me completely understand the importance of a house. I desperately saved money for a house. I did some wrong things and I was sorry for some people. They contributed a lot to my wallet.

Of course, I still love the grasslands so much. I also met many farmers during my holidays. Later, the feelings gradually faded. I also met a girl, but it ended without a result."

Saint Herse said with regret. He has advantages, but he is not perfect and is swayed by emotions.

"Well, most love affairs in youth will not have results. Just let it go."

Obviously, the commander also had some feelings of regret. He was also a person with stories when he was young.

"Later, I was pushed to the position of captain, which did not win the respect of others."

"Later, I experienced some humiliating things. Those insults still affect me to this day. Under the influence of one person, I started to save money in a different way. I was actually very talented.

Plus some luck, I earned a small goal. Actually, I don't like money. I'm not interested in money. After I earned the money to buy a house, I found that money is not omnipotent. If it weren't for the commander's love, I would never have been able to develop to the extent I am today."

Saint Herse changed the subject and thanked the commander again, saying that luck was making money, but it was better to say that the greatest luck was the commander. Without his protection, he would have been taken down by others long ago.

"So I started to study hard. At that time, the education problem had become a stumbling block for promotion, and withdrawing from the army had become a helpless choice. The experience of re-learning was painful, but fortunately, I was lucky enough to be admitted to the best university in the country. I think it is..."

Saint Herse was talking endlessly and rambling on and on, continuing to babble.

"Okay, Cohen, I think you should know your problem."

"If you need my support in the future, tell me in advance and I will seriously consider it."

The statistical report from the intelligence team showed that Saint Herse's wealth was growing at an alarming rate.

He was also very surprised by Saint Herse's speed of development. This guy was amazingly lucky and his layout was also well done.

He knew how to take advantage of the situation and avoided the industries of the three major families. Other emerging families couldn't beat him, and the small moves he made were easily eliminated. Even the deputy director of the police department was dismissed. This kid was ruthless enough.

Since becoming the first commander of the Ke City Defense Army, he has invested in many young talents, expanded the family's influence, and networked with young talents, who are also happy to participate in various activities.

Saint Herse is a good person, and he has the ability. This is his most worthwhile investment, that he still remembers him when he is down.

Amazing business acumen, excellent learning ability, humility and politeness, occasional rudeness is very agreeable, and communication skills are also good. He has done some things that are a bit chuuni, but he is a young man.

"Hehe, the commander still understands my little thoughts. Commander, if there is anything I can help with, please tell me at any time, and I will launch an attack for you at any time."

Saint Herse's nonsense was not to brag. The reason for coming today was not to choose which party to join. The most important thing was to show his loyalty.

At the same time, he also wanted Commander Thompson to re-emphasize his role and ability, even if he is now being snubbed by the Ministry of Defense and even few people visit him.

Saint Herse, who has no foundation, naturally needs a firm thigh if he wants to rise in Bu City. The other thigh is Professor Pukins.

"Cohen, what do you think of our current ruling party, the Peronist Party?"

Thompson changed the question. He also intended to give Saint Herse some guidance.

"The Peronist Party was formed in 1947 when Perón merged the Labor Party, the Radical Civic Union Renovation Committee, and the Independent Party, which he had established during his 1945 presidential campaign, into the United Revolutionary Party. In 1949, it was renamed the Peronist Party."

Saint Herse had a good memory and blurted it out directly.

"My opinion? I think the Peronist Party is too loose an organization."

"How do you say that?"

"I think the current Peronist Party is just a tool of President Perón."

“Its execution is too poor. It's not a true political party, just a loose alliance with complex components. It looks huge, but it's actually vulnerable. There are many ambitious people, and many curly-haired baboons…” Saint Hérse realized he seemed to have misspoke.

“Curly-haired baboon… what is that? Is it a type of ape? Is it from the Brazilian rainforest? These people really know how to have fun, I'm a bit behind the times.”

Commander, wake up! This isn't a question of knowing how to have fun or not. I just misspoke. And you're being a bit gossipy. No, could it be that he's heard those rumors about Africans… They really know how to have fun. Saint Hérse suddenly thought of a terrible disease.

“Actually, it's just those kinds of Bi-Long fanatics with curly hair and ordinary intelligence. They fanatically support all the policies Bi-Long issues.” Saint Hérse quickly changed his wording, adding.

“Oh, I see. I understand. You're good at naming things, hahaha. These brainless people do look a bit like curly-haired baboons.”

“Many of his policies are also problematic.”

“For example?”

“He relies too heavily on the power of the workers. After coming to power by relying on the workers, he can't shift gears in time and still tries to use the unions to coerce the people and the government. This will inevitably lead to his downfall.”

“Data shows that after the nationalization of Argentina's railways, there were layoffs, and within two years, over a hundred strikes were launched, forcing them to abandon the layoffs and raise wages.”

“This has led to serious consequences, which is continued exploitation by the unions. They strike at every turn. To continue gaining support, he has to satisfy their appetites again. Playing like this will inevitably lead to collapse.”

“Also, the drought of the past two years and the devaluation of the pound have led to foreign exchange losses. The country's main exports are mostly agricultural products, which has led to the national treasury's finances now being on the verge of danger.” This was not alarmist.

“I didn't expect you to have such an understanding of these things. It's a pity I haven't done much research,” Little Thompson shook his head. Saint Hérse spoke very frankly.

“His attitude towards the United States is also very problematic, but I won't elaborate on that.”

“Some people think that foreign moons are brighter. I think a true political party should be like the British Conservative Party, the Indian National Congress, or the Soviet Bolsheviks to lead the country to prosperity.”

“Besides being powerful and capable themselves, Churchill in Britain, De Gaulle in France, Stalin in the Soviet Union, and Nehru in the Indian National Congress, all had a strong political party supporting them, which is an important reason.”

The execution and self-reform and evolution capabilities of these political parties are indeed good. Except for the later rigid Bolsheviks, most of them can fight back and forth and constantly cultivate and select more outstanding leaders to lead the country's development.

“As for the Americans, their political parties are wrapped up in capital. The country's strength is strong enough that no matter which political party is chosen, it's pretty much the same. The meat is just rotting in the bowl.” Saint Hérse continued to rant.

“I didn't expect you to have some understanding of international politics. Not bad.” This was recognition from the commander.

“Thank you, Commander. I'm not saying that these people in our country are incompetent, but that everyone here… well, their level is indeed a bit low.”

Saint Hérse said truthfully. They were really too weak. The Argentine military government, frankly speaking, was just a pile of loose sand.

Any Tom, Dick, or Harry could form a political party and become president…

Argentina is a multi-party country with a large number of messy political parties. In fact, there are even more outrageous and weaker ones than Argentina, but he was too embarrassed to say it.

“What you said is already very good. I didn't expect you to think to this extent. Buda University has clearly improved you.” Obviously, Little Thompson also felt that the current Saint Hérse was no longer the impulsive young man he once was.

His radical remarks were somewhat surprising to him, but also felt very normal. Young people are mostly quite radical. He remembered when he was young, he was also like this, feeling that the whole world owed him something.

Good lad, seeing you usually being quite honest, you have quite the ambition.

Saint Hérse's nonsense and some views on the situation made him appreciate Saint Hérse even more. Some unimportant minor flaws and development experiences also made him somewhat surprised by Saint Hérse's "loyalty."

When he was the first-in-charge, there was an endless stream of such people. Back then, he didn't like such people. Now, he feels that those who come when he's down on his luck are the ones worth valuing.

“I think you already have an answer in your heart.” Little Thompson stood up and stretched.

Yes, Saint Hérse still preferred to control a faction himself. Unfortunately, his current strength was limited.

The Justice Party was large but not strong, a loose collection relying on Bi-Long as its backbone. It would be overthrown in a few years. He certainly couldn't join the Kuomintang in 1949. As for its rise, that was later.

The Radical Civic Union was the second-largest party and also the opposition party, with some strength. Unfortunately, he lacked seniority. Could it be that he really had to join a small party and develop slowly?

“Joining a mid-to-large-sized party that you think is good, then gaining the qualifications to be the party leader, and then gradually growing stronger, is faster, more combat-effective, cohesive, and has better execution than reforming and cleaning up a complex old party.”

In the end, Little Thompson also gave Saint Hérse advice. Anyway, as long as he didn't join the Bi-Long Party or the Radical Civic Union, he could choose to join any of the remaining 9 parties that could get a seat in parliament. It would be faster to rise to the top.

“I am currently one of the heads of the Patriotic Military Officers Front. Most of the members are officers and retired officers. We have thirteen seats in parliament.”

“Okay, Commander, I will seriously consider it.”

Coming out of the commander's house, Saint Hérse finally breathed a sigh of relief. The commander's oppressiveness was still great, but this was necessary. As for the last sentence, it wasn't exactly an invitation, just the last option.

He should ask Professor Purkins along the way to see his opinion.

“Teacher, what political party do you think is suitable for a poor student like me to join? Recently, many party leaders have invited me to join. I have a bit of a dilemma.”

“Why not join the Blue Social League? But the Blue League is mostly old men, with a minimum of a bachelor's degree. It seems you still have a high school diploma, so it's not very suitable for you. You can have me recommend you to join in three years.”

Saint Hérse couldn't help but roll his eyes. What a show-off!

“Haha, just kidding. There's a party called the Free Civic Front that you can consider. My son is the vice-chairman of that small party. You can try it out.”

Saint Hérse's eyes lit up. Having someone to guide him was definitely a good thing. This was exactly what he came for. It was better than being completely clueless. The commander's party was too militarized, and he wasn't an officer now. It wouldn't be good to be restricted.

He had also contacted some people from this Free Civic Front.

“Of course, I wouldn't mind if you wanted to join the Blue League in three years.”

“It's best not to join the Bi-Long Justice Party. Our school is starting to be very dissatisfied with them too. They're making a mess all day long.”

“Yes, today I ran into a strike on the road. I asked them, and they said they didn't want to go to work today, so they came to strike for fun.”

“The church is also starting to be somewhat dissatisfied with the Justice Party. The largest church party is called the Extremely Christian Democratic Party. They are all a group of people with good eloquence, but I don't recommend you join them.”

Professor Purkins had a relatively deep understanding of many political parties and analyzed them for Saint Hérse one by one.

He was most interested in the Free Civic Front.

The Free Civic Front was a medium-sized party with only two seats in parliament and about twenty or thirty thousand members. It was the 9th largest party in Argentina, mostly composed of freelancers, small industrialists, and businessmen. It advocated national interests, industrialization, a limited welfare system, increasing employment rates, opposing military dictatorship, normal tax rates, and so on.

Saint Hérse could still accept these ideas. Some were too radical and unsuitable, like crazy people who wanted to challenge everything.

Some advocated opposing the Americans, but the problem was that they didn't have the strength. They were just messing around and bragging.

Some advocated being dogs for the Americans, but your size is so big, and your influence in South America is not bad. You're not Koreans. Even if you want to be their dogs, they wouldn't trust you. They'd rather you be divided into several small countries, and the Argentinians would oppose you.

The Free Civic Front, although far behind the Radical Civic Union, the Bi-Long Justice Party, and the Socialist Party, was indeed a pretty good choice.

Of course, he still needed to consider which one to join specifically. The Free Civic Front had already made it onto his target list.

If he could take the opportunity to sell himself for a good price, that would be worthwhile too. They offered him the position of propaganda commissioner, responsible for the mouthpiece of propaganda, which was something Saint Hérse was good at.

After saying goodbye to Professor Purkins, Saint Hérse also asked the opinions of several other teachers. Most of them were similar. These people had almost all joined political parties, large and small. There were members of the Social Workers' Party, the Liberal Party, the Democratic Party, the Social Democratic Party, the Argentine People's Party, and the Socialist Party, as well as some strange Papist parties.

In the past few days, Saint Hérse had also been communicating with these party recruiters, who invited him to join these parties, giving Saint Hérse some new ideas about Argentina's political landscape.