He is Already a Tycoon at a Young Age! - Chapter 52



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Episode 52

Episode 52 – Nazi on the Moon

“My aunts were always strict. They would often whip me.”

Coco Chanel said, tilting her wine glass. The most luxurious French restaurant in New York.

The waiters kept bringing out expensive dishes that I had never heard of before.

Let’s see.

‘This fork is only used for eating pork, this one for eating fish. This glass is used for drinking water?’

What’s so complicated about this?

Chanel continued talking in the meantime.

“They even laughed at me, saying that my future was bleak because of my low status.”

She sipped her wine glass with refined movements.

“And here I am, dining with you in New York.”

“I never thought I would be so successful as to be able to have a meal with Ms. Chanel.”

My words made Chanel smile.

Coco Chanel.

Did you have to go through a lot of hardships because of your origins?

‘But I didn’t know you could lie so calmly in front of me.’

Chanel grew up as an orphan and was educated by nuns in a convent.

After becoming successful, he tried to hide his origins.

I can understand that feeling.

“But regarding the thing I suggested last time…”

She continued speaking in a French accent.

I was momentarily dazed by the machine-gun pace of speech.

“Are you listening to me?”

“Oh, sorry. I was just lost in thought for a moment.”

“I didn’t know I was so unattractive.”

Chanel poked her head out with a playful smile.

“Or do you have a separate woman you’re seeing? I’m used to love triangles.”

“You are French, aren’t you?”

I said with a smile.

By the way, it’s Chanel.

I think I could get some help with more than just the employee uniforms. There was a problem I had been thinking about for a while.

“There’s one thing I’ve been thinking about lately. It’s this…”

I took a small notepad out of my pocket.

Simple drawings of characters appearing in Rocketman.

It was a kind of sketch to experiment with before starting to draw in earnest.

Actually, it’s more like a collection of SF movies and comics that I’ve seen.

“I kept wondering how I should design the costumes.”

“Let’s see…these are some pretty innovative designs.”

She muttered with a serious expression.

A 180 degree different reaction than before.

“It’s really refreshing. Some of them have a very futuristic feel to them, but the rest are sophisticated. Have you ever worked as a designer?”

“I once drew cartoons in a trench.”

That wasn’t me either, it was the original Hitler who did it.

“These are all designs I will use for my personal projects.”

“Most men’s clothing is military style so there are no major issues, but women’s clothing definitely needs improvement.”

Chanel took out a pen and quickly drew something.

“Well, how about this?”

“It’s much better than the original.”

When I looked at the picture, I couldn’t help but exclaim in admiration.

As expected, experts are experts.

Although I only modified minor parts, the feeling was completely different.

It feels much more refined.

“I’m glad it was helpful. Please show me more often. I think I can get some inspiration from it. Maybe we can collaborate on designs together.”

“Okay, but you have to keep what you saw a secret.”

“I guess it’s not really a secret that I draw as a hobby, but don’t worry.”

As she said that, Chanel dabbed her lips with a napkin.

“Because in French society, nothing is more important than a secret.”

French high society.

Hearing that makes me feel even more anxious.

Well, if Chanel spreads the word, then that’s fine.

As she left the restaurant, reporters swarmed her.

Most of these faces are now familiar.

He greeted each and every reporter warmly.

“Charlie, I’m glad you’re doing well. What brings you here today?”

“Mr. Hitler, isn’t the person next to you Chanel? What is your relationship?”

“We are close friends. We also work together in business.”

Chanel stood next to me with a look of amusement on her face.

As expected, you’re the type that likes to be in the spotlight.

‘That applies to me too.’

The more I bring up this issue, the easier it will be for my plan to succeed, one of the reporters chimed in with a loud voice.

“Mr. Hitler! I heard you hired dozens of guards at Los Alamos. Why did you put up fences and signs to prohibit access? There are rumors among the locals that you are conducting some kind of suspicious experiment…”

You’re finally here.

I nodded leisurely like a fisherman catching a fish.

‘At this point, it’s still in the oral stage.’

If you pull the rod too fast, the fish may escape. You will need to wiggle the bait.

He had a serious expression on his face, the exact opposite of what he had just seen.

“That is company confidential information. I don’t think I can answer that question separately. I will end our conversation here today.”

The mood of the reporters who heard me changed completely.

The expression of a beast that has found its prey.

“Confidential information? Is it that important?”

“Can you explain it briefly?!”

The Burns detectives in charge of escorting them stood by with menacing expressions.

“You should go now, Herr Hitler.”

The Burns detectives hurried Chanel and me to the car.

I pretended to wipe away the cold sweat and took a handkerchief out of my bosom.

Then, naturally, a note was dropped.

A pre-folded white note fell to the floor with a thud.

As I got into the car, I heard the voices of reporters gathering around me.

‘You asked.’

To this extent, acting would have been sufficient.

Chanel snickered from the side with a funny expression.

“Adolf, you are a very interesting person. Did you drop the note on purpose?”

“Well, that’s company confidential information.”

I also answered with a smile.

I could hear reporters whispering outside the car.

“Area 51? What the hell is this?”

“Shh! Let’s wait until the car leaves.”

“But what on earth is written there?”

The Rolls-Royce carrying us drove out onto the street, leaving the excited reporters behind.

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Royal Swedish Academy of Sciences

“Have you heard from Norway? Who has been chosen as this year’s Nobel Peace Prize winner?”

“I heard that Leon Bourgeois has decided.”

Scholars and officials sat at a long table and conversed.

“President of the League of Nations General Assembly. A fitting choice.”

“It is now time to decide the winner of the Nobel Prize in Physics. Please speak freely, gentlemen.”

“Wasn’t this US presidential election a huge hit? That debate-style radio show.”

The other committee members nodded at one man’s words.

“It was certainly surprising. How quickly they were able to use radio in politics.”

“We need to introduce this in Sweden as soon as possible.”

“Given the success of this radio, I think Nikola Tesla of Tesla Radio deserves an award. Wasn’t he on the list once before?”

“But he didn’t invent the radio.”

The committee members spoke in a heated tone.

“Guglielmo Marconi already received the Nobel Prize in 1909 for his wireless telegraphy technology. The core technology of radio is…”

“There are many core technologies of radio. If Edison had not discovered the Edison effect, would it have been possible to create a vacuum tube? Edison should have received the Nobel Prize before Tesla.”

“The Edison effect? ​​Isn’t it generally accepted that Tesla discovered it first? When I think about it…”

“Okay, everyone calm down. How about a joint award?”

“If you are talking about joint winners, who are you referring to?”

“Of course, it would be Tesla and Edison. Edison played a major role in the development of the vacuum tube, so isn’t he qualified?”

At the chairman’s words, all the men touched their chins or stroked their beards.

Edison and Tesla.

The two men had previously been jointly awarded the Nobel Prize in Physics.

However, Edison opposed the joint award with Tesla, and it came to nothing.

The Nobel Prize committee had a hard time cleaning up the mess that resulted.

“The two of them reconciled a while ago, so there shouldn’t be any major problems.”

“They say it was that German businessman who reconciled the two. His name is…”

“It was Adolf Hitler. I heard he’s popular in the US these days. He invested in and founded Tesla Radio.”

“They should give him the Nobel Peace Prize for reconciling those two people.”

The committee members all burst into laughter at one man’s words.

The chairman said, coughing.

“Then let’s put it to a vote. Those who oppose a joint award for Edison and Tesla, please raise your hand.”

The result was unanimous.

There was no opposition.

The motion to invite Adolf Hitler as a guest at the award ceremony was also passed unanimously.

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North Shore

Matincoke Point

A vast land of 300,000 pyeong.

At its center was a large lawn square and a mansion surrounded by large trees.

The building, built of red stone, was constantly being visited by servants and gardeners.

There are 45 rooms.

One of them was a study used by the Morgan family’s daughters.

“Sister, did you see the newspaper that came out recently? It looks like Hitler is dating a French woman.”

Tracy Morgan said with a playful expression.

“Shouldn’t you be more proactive?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about, Tracy.”

Amelia Morgan said that and turned the pages of a book while lying on the sofa.

“Is that all the news?”

“And Hitler was hiding something in Los Alamos. He accidentally dropped a piece of paper on the street, and they found a mysterious word on it. Area 51?”

“He’s not the type of person to leak confidential notes. It must have been intentional.”

“Intentional? That seems like a bit of an exaggeration.”

“There used to be a rich guy named Daniel Drew who shook the stock market in a similar way.”

“How about a similar method?”

“Drew went to a private club, and one day he was there eating a quick meal. It looked like he was stopping by on his way to the stock exchange.”

Amelia closed the book and sat up.

“Then he took out a handkerchief, pretending to wipe the sweat from his forehead. At the same time, a note fell out of his pocket.”

“That’s similar to Hitler. What was written in that note?”

“A piece of writing that looked like insider information. The club members who saw it flocked to buy the stocks written on the note, and Drew made a lot of money from it.”

Amelia answered.

“Doesn’t that sound familiar?”

“That’s true, of course. But is there a reason to go to such lengths to plan it?”

“A child like you would think that way.”

“It’s true that my older sister plays with her dolls every night, so who calls whom a kid…”

Tracy quickly changed the subject after seeing Amelia’s gaze.

“Hitler was certainly an interesting man. He did a lot of things. He even had a radio.”

“There are so many that it’s hard to list them all.”

Amelia said in a calm tone.

“He made a lot of money in stocks since he came to New York two years ago. All the stocks he bought had ridiculously high returns. After that, he tricked his father into putting a chain around his neck and managing the money.”

“You put a chain around your neck?”

“I was locked up in Morgan House for weeks. I was basically risking my life.”

Amelia Morgan tapped her hand as she placed a book on the desk.

“Even then, he made an incredible amount of money. After that, he brought in Edison and Tesla to establish the Advanced Power Research Institute and started a radio business. Tesla’s radio station even held a debate during the recent election.”

“I heard it too, but it wasn’t that interesting.”

Amelia ignored her sister’s words and continued talking.

“He passed the hearings without a hitch. Instead, he put the Republicans and Democrats in debt. He invested in everything from animation companies to movie businesses. He popularized a strange capitalist board game and even drew a Morgan character on it.”

“There was even a photo in the newspaper.”

Tracy said with a smile.

“My father secretly cut out that photo and put it on his desk.”

“Yeah, there’s that picture too.”

Jack Morgan enjoys Capitalism, Ho! with his kids.

As the photo made its way into the press, public hostility toward Morgan House also diminished.

What millions of dollars couldn’t do, a single board game did.

“He exposed the Charles Ponzi scam, received two White House commendations, and was recently appointed New York chapter president of the Immigrant League. I don’t know what they’re up to in Los Alamos.”

“Hey, wait a minute! One person did it all? Are you mistaken?”

Tracy asked with a puzzled look on her face.

“Each of these is something that would take a lifetime to accomplish. I can’t believe that one person did it in just two years.”

“Hitler had a charm that drew others to him. He used that too.”

Amelia said.

Hitler even actively utilized his own origins as an enemy soldier.

‘It simply changed people’s perception.’

There are no rules or restrictions.

That was Hitler’s greatest strength.

Even her father, Jack Morgan, was narrow-minded and opposed to board games.

It was to avoid becoming a laughing stock.

In the end, he changed his mind after she actively persuaded him.

Jack Morgan became the laughing stock of his life, just as he had expected, but that wasn’t a bad thing.

“Our family should also actively grow the foundation while my father is still alive. If we engage in donation activities, there will be fewer people who resent Morgan House.”

“Then why don’t you try to persuade your father to cooperate more with Hitler? He’s been so successful so far, even if he’s of low social status…”

Tracy added with a shrug.

“When a slave sits on the throne, he is no longer a slave.”