Rise of the Argentine Empire

After diligently studying these books, Saint-Hesse realized that the University of Buenos Aires was truly a place of hidden dragons and crouching tigers, where even students possessed considerable knowledge.

Saint-Hesse also had a bit of a reputation among the freshmen at the University of Buenos Aires, not only because of the article he had published, but also for other reasons.

He was handsome and dashing, often attracting attention in crowds, with messy black hair that gave him an uninhibited air, and a soldierly demeanor.

With bright, dark eyes and a well-built physique, he was often seen wearing glasses in classrooms and libraries, engrossed in his studies.

Aside from occasionally skipping class, which the teachers didn't quite approve of, he was the absolute model student in their eyes, and a good student in the eyes of his classmates.

However, many people also thought he had a somewhat aloof and unapproachable personality. Oh, right, he also took first place in the law department's final exam last semester. Professor Pukins and others mostly turned a blind eye to his behavior, granting him a little special privilege.

Initially, some female classmates and senior students asked him to study together, but he mostly ignored them because he was too busy, occupied with research and then the newspaper and other things.

He also rarely interacted or communicated with other students, and knew very few people at the University of Buenos Aires. Besides his girlfriend, there was only Cicero and his senior, Professor Pukins, and senior Dilia, and he didn't know many others.

His original view was that the most important thing for students was to study, and that gatherings and tango dances were only for occasional participation. Besides making money and gaining some fame, these social activities took up too much time. But it was clear that this wasn't the case, the University of Buenos Aires was really different.

Originally, he established a studious persona at the University of Buenos Aires, which wasn't tiring and allowed him to focus on his studies, but now it was time to change his thinking. If he continued like this, how would he attract talent to work together on big projects?

Wouldn't it be a huge waste if so many outstanding talents at the University of Buenos Aires weren't united and absorbed, and instead ran off to the enemy's side?

He wasn't someone who liked waste, whether it was wasting food or wasting money, it was a shameful act. In his previous life, such behavior would have resulted in being caught and used for soup.

Studying from books was learning, and socializing was also learning, and he had the capital to do both.

…

The industrial farm matter really couldn't be rushed. After further understanding, he realized just how difficult this farm was.

It required a trustworthy and capable team to implement, which in itself was a decision that violated commercial principles.

If it couldn't reach the break-even point, it would only drag Saint-Hesse's capital chain into the abyss. This was a completely different path from the cement plant, steel plant, fertilizer plant, and heavy machinery plant. Making those factories would most likely be profitable, while the farm would require at least several consecutive years of investment. Building water conservancy facilities, agricultural equipment, improved varieties, fertilizers, pesticides, talent, medical care, and transportation all required huge investments.

Moreover, there was also the external difficulty of confronting the landed gentry. Therefore, it was best to control a city as a support point for reform, and cleanse their landed gentry.

But controlling a city wasn't as simple as imagined, and they would also face counterattacks. Therefore, various policies of keeping the people ignorant were actually the most stable method, and the landed gentry had always done so. They didn't even have the motivation to purchase fertilizers or build water conservancy facilities, as it was a losing business.

Even Maria Town was only being carried out through cooperation with Mayor Cavo. The potassium triangle had a sparse population and was being built as an industrial town. Industrial towns could be profitable as long as they produced products.

Operating an industrial farm was essentially putting the skin of a collective farm on it. For him, this was a very difficult decision, and also a painful one. If done well, few people would praise you, and if done poorly, everyone would oppose you.

Reason told him that this was suitable to be promoted with power, not with capital. His capital was very limited, but reform itself wasn't a simple matter, and trial and error was very important.

Therefore, he was now in a state of entanglement. Taking funds from the three new factories to conduct an experiment with a high probability of failure was too extravagant.

Intelligence Bureau Chief Guerrero arrived in Buch City today. Saint-Hesse condensed some written materials collected in the past few days into a feasibility report and gave it to him to read. Saint-Hesse asked somewhat wearily:

"Gatuso, do you think it's necessary to implement the industrial farm project, or is it better to simply run an agricultural planting company?"

If it was an agricultural planting company, profitability would basically be no problem. All that was needed was to recruit farmers, then turn them into workers, then formulate scientific and reasonable plans, purchase various materials, and grow food with peace of mind every year. No one would care about you, but the influence would definitely not be as great as an industrial farm.

"Boss, I'm not too clear about this matter, but I think it's a great thing. If your goal is to be a politician or a businessman, then there's no need to do this, it's too uneconomical."

Gatuso carefully read these few pages of the report several times and said cautiously.

"Politician, businessman, yes, I've been blinded by money. Making money is not what I should be considering at all. As long as I don't lose too much, that's enough. I've been thinking too much. To do great things, you must be quick, accurate, and ruthless."

Yes, was his, Saint-Hesse's, ambition only to be a businessman and a politician? His goal was the highest throne of power in Argentina. When he got there,

where would there be so much time for you to slowly experiment? The enemies were fierce, and the jackals and tigers were all around. Shouldn't he take advantage of the ample time now to prepare for three to five years, and then directly sweep through?

"Gatuso, thank you for your hard work. This time, the intelligence work must be done well. I will prepare a new headquarters for you. This time, we will compete with the Americans and the Soviets and learn some technology."

"Yes, boss."

"Discuss it with Andre's side today. If there's anything you need my support for, just ask."

In addition, Andre's original Viper Squad in Buch City had also been reorganized into Thunder Cross, so it could already be said that there was a special force in Buch City.

Plus, with some support from Commander Thompson, this was already a completely legitimate organization.

…

Saint-Hesse, who was in a good mood, planned to break into the student forces of the University of Buenos Aires as the first step, preparing to stir things up and establish a new persona.

The more Saint-Hesse looked at the University of Buenos Aires, the more he felt it was extraordinary. It had a wide enough network of contacts and even undertook many government cooperation projects. For example, people from the physics department participated in the hydrogen bomb research and nuclear weapons program, and people like Saint-Hesse's teacher, Professor Pukins, were members of the president's think tank and could contact Bilon.

These teachers were not simple, and the students were also very capable. About 10% had elite parents in various industries, 85% were from ordinary middle-class families, and 5% were from relatively poor families.

Many senior government officials came from this school.

If you came from the University of Buenos Aires, there would be many benefits. Everyone would think highly of you, which was an invisible resource and advantage.

After changing his thinking, Saint-Hesse planned to join several student organizations to make contact first, figure out some situations,

and then slowly increase his influence.

Saint-Hesse didn't waste time and started his career of stirring things up.

He first visited Professor Pukins. The two chatted about some interesting things. After Saint-Hesse presented some northern specialty gifts, they talked about a lot of legal and political news, and then he hurriedly left the professor's house.

He then visited Commander Thompson again. Commander Thompson was in high spirits this time. Last month, he was officially promoted to the rank of Major General. This was the news Saint-Hesse had received a few days ago, and it was also reported by the New A Newspaper.

"Congratulations, my General Thompson. I have always believed that you will not be silent for too long, and this will be a huge loss for Argentina."

Saint-Hesse said somewhat exaggeratedly.

"Haha, Cohen, when I was promoted, I wanted to receive your congratulations the most."

He wasn't lying about this. Besides his family,

when he came to Buch City from Cordoba and lost power, very few people were willing to come and see him, but Saint-Hesse not only came to see him, but also seriously consulted and listened to his opinions, which made him feel that he had not misjudged him.

"It's a pity, at that time I was doing some small things in Maria Town, and I wiped out a few small flies. This was my mistake."

At that time, Saint Hecate did not have people monitoring information about political and military affairs. Most were transferred to Maria Town to quell the rebellion, or they were at the Rennes Institute, or at the New A Newspaper Office.

"I brought you a gift this time, and I hope you will like it."

Saint Hecate took out a small gift box from his pocket, which contained a Dunhill pipe.

This pipe was confiscated by Guerrero during the encirclement and suppression of the "Soul of the Wheel". Saint Hecate knew that Commander Thompson liked some gadgets, so he specially brought it to B City, and today he had time to visit and took it out.

This is a top-notch Dunhill pipe, and Saint Hecate also specially asked someone to verify it, and it is indeed genuine.

"Cohen, you have put your heart into it this time. I just like these gadgets. I don't like the ones that others give me very much. After all, I am now a formal member of Argentina."

Little Thompson was also very happy. He opened it directly and loved it. Cohen was indeed a good young man. Unlike others, who gave him some famous calligraphy, paintings, vases, and artworks,

most of them can only be thrown in the basement, and Saint Hecate is the first to give a pipe, after all, he himself smokes cigars more often.

"I have to light it first. I just happen to have tobacco. Wait a while, I'll get you a few boxes of Cuban cigars. There are too many gifts recently, and I can't use them all."

Little Thompson rarely smokes cigars in public, and pipes are even rarer, but he has collected a lot of briar pipes. His two favorite celebrities are Stalin and Churchill. Saint Hecate also stumbled upon a rare pipe.

"Yes, General, I haven't tried Cuban cigars for a long time either."

Saint Hecate occasionally took a few packs of Eagle brand cigarettes and distributed them to those who smoked, acting as a brand ambassador. Now cigarettes can be advertised. He plans to find a few movie stars to shoot an advertisement to promote domestic sales. It is estimated that tobacco seedlings have already started to be cultivated in Oran City.

"Come, come, come, try this cigar. I heard that one costs 5 US dollars. A colleague gave it to me."

Saint Hecate took out the cigar cutter, clicked it, and then took out the lighter to light a cigar.

Little Thompson carefully took out the pipe, then took out fragrant roasted tobacco from a special small tobacco pouch, struck a match and lit it, and took a beautiful puff.

From behind the curling smoke, his gentle eyes looked at Saint Hecate.

"Comfortable, really comfortable, this pipe is very good, really good, better than the few I cherish."

Commander Thompson walked slowly around the room with the pipe in his mouth, talking while smoking the pipe, like a child finding a favorite toy.

"Cohen, I like your gift so much, haha."

The two were smoking and talking about many interesting things like old smokers.

Finally, Saint Hecate sat down, feeling a little uneasy.

"General, this time I want to ask you for an opinion again."

His tone was full of excitement.

"I have decided to join the Radical Civic Union."

After Saint Hecate finished speaking, he slumped on the sofa as if all his strength had been drained.

Little Thompson stared at him straightly, as if Saint Hecate was a statue.

What followed was three minutes of silence.

Finally, Little Thompson spoke, he only said one word: "Good."

The two chatted happily again, no longer discussing this matter, tacitly.

But it was obvious that the relationship between the two had become closer again, and Little Thompson had a higher opinion of Saint Hecate again. The Radical Civic Union, as the largest opposition party and the party out of power, the second largest party in the country,

being able to choose to join at this time is not a decision that can be easily made.

Moreover, many opponents of the Radical Civic Union have either been dismissed or imprisoned by Bilon,

When university professors collectively stood up to oppose Bilon, he fired 1,500 professors.

For example, Professor Popkins' good friend Jorge Luis Borges was working in the National Library of Argentina and was sent to be a "poultry inspector", but Professor Popkins was unable to stand up for him, and the two broke up because of this.

It can be said that this is a very difficult road, and there is even a risk of being sent to prison.

……

During this period, Saint Hecate made full use of his advantages and eloquence, and became one with his classmates in the class, and had his own small group.

He showed great affinity, used some small tricks, and pretended to inadvertently reveal some of his own situation, so that everyone from admiration, to now some respect him, and he was somewhat like a fish in water in the class.

A classmate named Frederick Wolfe caught his attention.

October 1st, Monday, the weather is clear.

"Today is a bit special, but unfortunately I can't celebrate this festival."

Saint Hecate said with some regret.

After the morning's courses were over, most people did not leave, planning to study for a while longer. This was the trend set by Saint Hecate, and it was recognized by Professor Popkins.

Frederick is a local, and his family seems to be involved in politics.

Because he had a serious illness when he was a child, he looked a little thin and weak, with light gray eyes. Usually after class, he would go to an organization called the Youth League. Unlike others who joined various hobby associations,

"Wolfe, I heard that you are a formal member of the Youth League?"

The Youth League is a student organization group at Buda University. They often discuss various current affairs. Unlike the literary association, business association, marketing association, and news association that Saint Hecate joined two days ago, it is obviously more powerful.

"Yes, my father was once a member of the Youth League, and I was able to get in with an introducer." Frederick pushed his glasses frame, looking a little proud.

"What kind of organization is the Youth League?" Saint Hecate asked, pretending to be curious.

"It's a secret organization that criticizes national policies. Recently, everyone has started preparing to overthrow Bilon." Frederick whispered in Saint Hecate's ear.

"So that's how it is. Kim, Powell, Eddie, let's go eat barbecue together later, it's on me."

Saint Hecate turned his head and said to the people behind him.

"Haha, Cohen is still generous. Can I bring people? I want to bring my girlfriend with me."

Eddie Luco winked and said.

Eddie Luco, whose family is either a judge or a lawyer, can change a girlfriend every month, and is a famous playboy in the law department.

"Go ahead, I'll bring some people too. Cohen, can you bring some people from the class?"

Kim Bailey asked.

"No problem, together. There are no classes this afternoon, let's have some fun. It just so happens that everyone is here, let's go together."

Saint Hecate said indifferently. If you can't bear to let the child, you can't catch the wolf. Most of these guys have good family backgrounds, but after all, they are still students with not much pocket money, and gatherings are also a way to strengthen relationships.

"Cohen, you are really amazing. Professor Popkins also values you very much. I used to be very jealous of you. It's fine if you are handsome, but your grades are so good."

Powell Tesway said jokingly. This guy has blond hair and blue eyes and is one of the few handsome guys in the class.

"Haha, I'll have a glass of tequila first this afternoon and apologize to you, what do you think?"

"That's not bad, let's go, let's set off now, bring the people who should be brought, skip the classes that should be skipped, let's go." Powell shouted loudly, not afraid of making trouble. This guy is also a famous thorn in the class, but his father is a deputy minister in the Ministry of Education, and no teacher can offend him casually.

"Let's go now, don't wait if you're late." Saint Hecate ran out excitedly.

"Your class is the noisiest all day long... or should I join you too? Little Cohen used to be a Grandet, so I can't miss such a rare opportunity."

A gentle voice came from outside the classroom,

"It's Teacher Scarlett, of course you can."

Powell and Eddie said in unison.

Teacher Scarlett Kyle is about twenty-seven or eight years old, with a slender figure and curves in all the right places. Today, she is wearing a white shirt with a knitted cardigan jacket and a floral A-line skirt.

Tying up her ponytail makes her look elegant and charming. She is the most popular teacher in the law department, without one.

She has a likable French-style appearance, hazel eyes, large Kazilan eyes, and soft coffee-colored long hair. Her face is very delicate.

"Very happy to." Saint Hecate said.