He is Already a Tycoon at a Young Age! - Chapter 128



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Episode 128 – Royal Affairs

New York

Hitler Company

“Mrs. Morgan is almost completely cured too?”

“Hey, now I can walk around the house without any problems. It’s much better than when it rained at first.”

“Then that’s good.”

Did the all-out war achieve some results? Since so much money was poured into it.

Fritz Haber and other researchers and scientists from around the world participated.

It was essentially the Manhattan Project for penicillin.

A global effort to save Jesse Morgan. How would you react if you knew about it?

“What happened with MacArthur?”

“Well, the interview and talk show schedule has been set. But, don’t you need permission from your superiors for something like this?”

“MacArthur himself worked as a public relations officer, so he would know.”

I was lost in thought.

Italian problems and container business.

It was certain that there was someone in the Soviet Union with knowledge of the future.

So, did it have an impact on Italy as well, like the Polish-Soviet War?

‘It’s probably hard to give an answer right now.’

My top priority was to use this opportunity to increase my influence.

Containers are also a means for that.

Currently, IMM and I are the only ones in the world who can handle the massive maritime logistics.

Any country that wants to support Italy has no choice but to come and ask for help.

“What proposal should we send to the government?”

“Well, I’ll send it to Secretary of Commerce Herbert Hoover. Of all the people in the White House, Herbert Hoover seems to be the one with whom I can communicate well.”

Just then there was a knock on the door.

“Mr. Chairman, the Morgans have arrived.”

The Morgans?

You said you were better, so did you come here right away?

“Please bring me inside.”

The door opened and the Morgans came in. Both of them had noticeably better complexions than last time.

Not only Jesse, but Jack Morgan also looked less tired than before.

“Mr. Hitler, it’s been a long time since I’ve seen you.”

“Mrs. Morgan, I heard that your condition has improved. Is it okay for you to come out like this?”

“I can’t walk very far yet. But I can ride in a car. I’m not that out of breath.”

Jesse Morgan answered with a smile.

“I heard about what Mr. Hitler did for me. To improve Compound H…”

“It wasn’t me. It was Madame Curie, Fritz Haber, Alexander Fleming, and many others who worked hard. And Chairman Morgan too.”

As I said that, I looked at Morgan. His face looked as blunt as ever.

But I no longer felt hostile.

This is also funny.

It’s so shameful that the chairman of the world’s largest banking group is like that.

“If Chairman Morgan had not actively supported the Compound H project, it would not have been successful on time. The same goes for mass production.”

“…”

Despite what I said, Morgan still just coughed.

“But if Mr. Hitler hadn’t discovered Compound H, that wouldn’t have been possible. Isn’t that right, Jack?”

“…I guess so.”

Jack Morgan and me.

We looked at each other awkwardly.

“Don’t hesitate and speak quickly.”

“Okay, I was going to tell you anyway…”

You have something to say?

“…I decided to give permission.”

“Huh? What do you mean by permission?”

Jack Morgan’s face turned red at my question.

“You and Amelia! I’m saying I’ll allow you to get married. You’re not going to pretend not to know, are you?”

“Oh, that’s what you said.”

I tried hard to suppress my laughter. I thought something else had happened because he was hesitating so much.

“Amelia, that guy is just like her grandfather. He’s stubborn and won’t back down from a decision he’s made.”

Jack Morgan sighed deeply.

“You take him and make him suffer.”

“If you say so, then I can’t help it.”

I never thought Jack Morgan would give his consent so readily. Mrs. Morgan was standing nearby, smiling.

“It’s a good thing for us, too. We had half given up on marrying off Amelia.”

She patted her husband on the back and turned her head to look at me.

“Then let’s start by discussing the wedding. I think $3 million would be enough.”

“If it’s three million dollars…”

“I’m talking about the budget for a wedding.”

“…”

3 million dollars?

Are you spending that much money on a wedding?

That’s enough money to buy thousands of Ford cars.

“I thought Mr. Hitler would have expected something like that. The Morgan wedding is not a simple ceremony.”

Jesse Morgan said with a laugh.

“It’s close to the place where the alliance is declared. We’ll prepare the place and the expenses. Isn’t that right, my dear?”

Jack Morgan nodded with his mouth closed.

Who would have thought they would spend this much money on a wedding?

Have I been ignoring the Morgan family for too long?

“Then I guess I should prepare this and that in advance too.”

Compound H supply begins and the Hope (Hopnung) Foundation expands.

These two pieces of news should be enough to raise the status of both sides.

It’s a wedding…

The weddings of the chaebols actually felt a bit predictable.

Famous singers and entertainers.

Other conglomerate leaders and politicians were also invited.

It’s more of a show-off thing, that is, close to showing off.

‘No matter how I think about it, it seems like a waste of money.’

Isn’t there a better way? If I’m going to spend money anyway…

A funny idea crossed my mind.

“How about a wedding with a little something different?”

“What kind of wedding is this?”

Morgan raised an eyebrow and asked, “I don’t think this guy would like it very much.”

“We’re having a more festive wedding, with a lot more people in attendance, not just a few guests.”

If I just add a little more to the $3 million, it’s definitely doable.

“Please, don’t do anything weird.”

“…I guess that’s hard to promise.”

I shrugged at Morgan’s words. It was probably the weirdest thing I’d ever done.

If we’re going to spend money anyway, it might as well get the attention of Americans.

I also do some favor work while I’m at it.

‘I guess I’ll have to discuss it with Amelia first.’

[A wedding festival enjoyed by tens of thousands of people]

There is only one person who can take on a project like this.

Walt Disney.

If it’s Disney, wouldn’t they decorate it in a fancy way somehow?

and…

‘This could be the cornerstone of Disneyland.’

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[Adolf Hitler marries Amelia Morgan? H Club members were shocked by the sudden news, and letters of welcome and congratulations poured in from all over…]

[The Morgan family’s strategic alliance with Hitler. The idea that this marriage would bring not only the IMM’s shares but also the railroads under Hitler’s influence is gaining ground…]

The sudden news of the marriage once again heated up the newspapers.

Daughter of an Austrian businessman and the Morgan family.

A marriage with such an unusual combination was not common.

Rumors began to circulate, starting with the story that Hitler confessed to Amelia at a Morgan party.

“I saw two people holding hands in the park!”

“They even walked together at the Advanced Invention Research Institute!”

As all sorts of unbelievable stories poured in, the scandal gradually came to be known as the ‘Wedding of the Century’.

Where on earth will the wedding be held?

Who are invited?

Although everyone’s attention was focused on the matter, the parties involved did not say anything.

A few days passed, and news spread that Hitler was attending Prince Edward’s farewell party.

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“Is it true that you’re getting married this time, Daddy-Long-Legs?”

Riefenstahl approached the table and asked.

A pure white dress with a fox fur scarf.

She was so energetic that it was hard to believe she had just performed.

“Are you the lady who was with us last time? I think you two look good together.”

“Thank you, Lenny.”

“It’s a shame. I thought you would fall for my charms if you just stayed a little longer…”

Riefenstahl smiled.

“Don’t forget to invite me to the wedding, Daddy-Long-Legs. Otherwise, I’ll be disappointed.”

She spoke with a smile and exchanged a brief greeting with Edward.

“This is my first time meeting a real-life prince.”

“This is the first time in my life that I have seen such a beautiful lady.”

“You are too complimentary. I will be visiting England soon…”

As Riefenstahl left after their brief conversation, Edward stayed by my side and whispered to me.

“Daddy-Long-Legs? What does that mean?”

“Ms. Riefenstahl came to the United States through the International Exchange Association. I helped her settle in afterward.”

I was even forced to stay in my company building late at night.

When I think about that night, I still get cold sweats.

“Actually, it wasn’t that helpful.”

Riefenstahl proved her abilities and got a job as a dancer.

“I have never seen such beautiful dancing, not even in England. It came from Germany…”

Edward muttered, looking at Riefenstahl’s back.

“I wish I had more time before I went back to England.”

“If you really feel sorry, why don’t you send me flowers?”

I said with a smile.

It’s common for fans to send flowers to singers and dancers.

“Louis Armstrong will perform next! From now on…”

As the farewell performance continued, beautiful melodies filled the air. In between, there were speeches emphasizing the friendship between Britain and the United States.

This is so boring I’m dying.

Then Prince Edward stood up from his seat.

“I need to go to the bathroom for a bit.”

How many minutes passed like that?

No matter how much time passed, Edward did not return.

‘Did you lose your way somewhere along the way?’

Just as I was thinking that, someone approached me.

Classic suit style.

He was Edward’s personal servant.

“Mr. Hitler. Have you seen the Duke?”

“You were just sitting at this table. You went to the bathroom and haven’t come back yet.”

“This is a serious matter. The Duke himself will soon be giving a speech…”

I looked at my wristwatch.

It’s been almost 30 minutes since I left the table.

It’s certainly been a long time. If there was something to take care of, I would have taken a servant with me.

“Let me look for it together.”

I got up from my seat and called the detectives to search around the hotel hall.

“You probably won’t be able to go outside. Our agents are standing guard at all entrances and exits.”

“Please double check that there are no suspicious people among the people entering and exiting.”

Outside the main gate, reporters are waiting, camped out.

I don’t think he went out.

‘Then where on earth did it go?’

If you were caught up in a terrorist attack or hostage situation…

I didn’t even want to imagine it.

All the hard work I’ve put into building up Edward’s favor could end up in vain.

I carefully checked the Luger pistol inside the suit.

I should have brought a few more magazines.

“Have you seen the Duke by any chance? He is about this tall and wears a gray suit…”

“Oh, I saw that handsome guy walking down this passage!”

We chased after Edward, asking hotel staff and guests.

It feels like we’re playing tag.

The problem was that Sulley was one of the most important people in the British royal family.

A situation that could even escalate into a diplomatic issue.

About 10 minutes passed like that,

I arrived at a door.

[Stage Waiting Room #3]

A place where performance staff wait.

According to the staff, this was the last place Edward was headed.

Why did you come here?

Just as I was about to open the door, I heard a voice from inside.

“I swear I have never seen a more beautiful performance.”

“Is that why you followed me all the way here? I thought you’d be more polite since you’re royalty.”

“Love blinds any man. If I could just talk to you a little more…”

Riefenstahl and Edward.

Two voices could be faintly heard through the keyhole.

What should I do with this?

Should I pretend not to know and just pass by?

‘I should tell them that other people are looking for it.’

As I carefully opened the door, I saw two people kissing.

This won’t work.

Just as I was closing the door so as not to be noticed, the servants came running.

“They said the Duke came this way. Did you happen to find him?”

“I found it, but… I think I’ll have to wait a little longer.”

The servants frowned when they heard my words.

“What do you mean, we have to wait? If the Duke is in danger, we have to save him right now!”

“That’s not true. You’re very safe. But…”

It’s too safe, which is a problem.

I burst out laughing as I looked at the bewildered looks on the attendants’ faces.

Suddenly, I remembered what Churchill had said on the train.

“I was advised not to interfere in royal affairs.”

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Author’s Note

Q: How was Leni Riefenstahl’s dancing ability?

A: Before becoming a film director in Nazi Germany, Riefenstahl was considered a promising star dancer. She dreamed of becoming a dancer since childhood and was able to persuade her father, who was against it, to enroll in a dance school.

She gained huge popularity immediately after her debut and went on a six-month tour of Germany and European capitals.

Her style developed from the expressive dance of Isadora Duncan, and her programs consisted mainly of ten choreographed pieces, sometimes as many as fourteen when given an encore.

She became a star in a short period of time, performing over 60 shows.

In the meantime, she practiced dance, designed her own stage costumes, and choreographed dances.

The European newspapers of the time wrote about her performance:

‘An incredibly talented dancer.’

‘A dancer who comes once in a thousand years. The ultimate in elegance and beauty.’

‘I have achieved almost all the highest artistic expressions that can be achieved in the field of dance.’

He expressed it like this.

However, she suffered a ligament injury during a performance in Prague and was forced to give up dancing.

After that, she happened to see a movie poster and became fascinated by it, which led her to pursue the path of becoming a film director.

(Source – Leni Riefenstahl Forbidden Passion, Audrey Sulkild)