He is Already a Tycoon at a Young Age! - Chapter 73



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“Hitler is a Schicklgruber. You must be joking. Don’t you come out with a new series almost every month?”

Porsche asked with a dumbfounded expression.

“How could someone as busy as Mr. Hitler…”

“I’m dying because of it. I’m drawing it while even losing sleep at night.”

It would have been better if it had failed at the box office. It was a huge success, beyond expectations.

Gunsback’s nagging also increased proportionally.

Who knew editors could be such scary people?

[I think the setting for the planet that appeared in this episode was a bit lacking. And the description of the second alien’s ecology…]

Due to Gunsback’s constant requests, I had to start from scratch to create the worldview that I had roughly planned.

This is why SF nerds are scary.

Even in a German hospital, I only drew Rocketman comics diligently.

“But the newspaper said there was a person wearing a helmet at the rocket launch.”

“You mean Area 51? That was a completely unrelated person.”

It was Richter.

I came out wearing a helmet to avoid the heat.

The media was strangely concerned.

“If you don’t believe me, why don’t you draw a few pictures right here and now?”

“Oh, no! I was so surprised by what you said, it was so unexpected.”

Porsche said, waving his hand.

“Mr. Hitler, you are a very diligent person. But why didn’t you make it public?”

“…Let’s say I have my own reasons.”

The cartoon’s setting was unconventional, so I used a pen name as a precaution.

When I actually opened the lid, the resistance wasn’t that great.

“So, Mr. Cyclegrew… no, Mr. Hitler himself drew the vehicles in Rocketman. I didn’t know you had a talent for design.”

“To be honest, I didn’t think Mr. Porsche would like it so much.”

I said, coughing.

I just mixed up a bunch of designs that I thought were cool.

That would hit Porsche’s taste exactly right.

“You’ve always been interested in cars, so you even gave me a company offer…”

Porsche continued muttering.

“If Mr. Porsche’s technological prowess is combined with America’s mass production system, great synergy can be created.”

And there’s more I want.

Porsche is a German from Austria and Hungary.

Even if you have Czech citizenship now, you are still German.

“The history of automobiles is almost like the history of Germany. Didn’t Karl Benz invent the first gasoline-powered car?”

However, it was the United States that succeeded in popularizing automobiles.

In Europe, including Germany, automobiles were still the exclusive domain of the upper class.

“If Mr. Porsche and I make the car company successful, the German people will also feel great pride.”

German pride in technology and sophistication.

This still exists in this day and age.

If we succeed, our influence within Germany will also increase.

‘You can use that image when you advance into Europe later.’

Make money and gain influence.

Literally killing two birds with one stone.

A car made by Hitler and Porsche.

‘It’s exactly like the Volkswagen of the original history.’

The so-called people’s Volk car, Wagen.

Hitler wanted a mass-market car that even workers could easily afford.

You could call it the German version of Ford.

‘But mass production was not possible until World War II broke out.’

The savings accounts that Germans had faithfully saved to buy cars were confiscated as war funds.

Volkswagen factories churn out armored vehicles and tanks, not cars.

“I hate to say this, but running a car company is not easy.”

Porsche said, coughing.

“Dozens of car companies are created every year and then disappear without a trace. Only a very small number survive.”

“It’s especially worse here in the US than in Europe.”

I nodded as I said that. I’ve already investigated that much.

Automobiles are one of the hottest industries right now.

Seeing Ford’s great success, other companies rushed to enter the market, but most of them failed miserably.

‘GM will soon surpass Ford…but for now, it’s Ford’s prime.’

But I have a powerful weapon that other companies don’t have.

Just the image and promotion.

If Porsche is added to this…

It’ll be a match worth a try.

“Let’s discuss the details first.”

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“You think that Hitler guy is preparing to start a car company?”

“Yes, Father. I think they are going to use technicians from Germany.”

“That guy must know a thing or two about cars, because he’s had a few successful businesses.”

Henry Ford clicked his tongue and muttered to the German engineers who had toured the Ford factory a few days ago.

From the beginning, it was clear that they were trying to copy his factory system.

“You idiots. It’s not something you can do just by following along.”

Adolf Hitler.

Whenever he heard that name these days, Ford would shiver without realizing it.

‘You’re using Mr. Edison as your own billboard…’

Up until now, the person who supported Edison the most was none other than Ford.

Didn’t you give hundreds of thousands of dollars unconditionally when the West Orange Laboratory burned down?

Edison was the benefactor who made the Ford automobile possible and was one of the greatest men America has ever produced.

It’s incredible that a mere German nouveau riche would take such a person.

“The Advanced Research Institute for Invention was ultimately a means to promote Hitler himself. And he always had Jews by his side.”

He looked at his son and said.

“From Bernays, the PR guy, to the vice president, there are only Jews around him. There is clearly a conspiracy.”

“Father, didn’t you hear a warning at the courthouse a while ago? Now…”

“Jewish capital is even controlling our country’s judiciary. They are preventing American citizens from freely expressing their opinions!”

Ford shook his fist and shouted.

The Dearborn Independent weekly newspaper he runs.

A state judge issued a warning to Ford’s newspaper, saying it was too sensational and offensive to Jews.

“Even Mr. Edison has fallen into his hands. Now I can’t just sit back and watch. First, I’ll use the workers…”

He muttered, snapping his fingers.

“No, maybe we can use him instead.”

“Use it, what do you mean?”

“Isn’t the pressure from shareholders getting worse these days? They just keep talking nonsense about raising car prices.”

“Now that they have the stake, what can we do? They haven’t done anything special so far.”

“Soon they will join forces to drive us out.”

Shareholders were a nuisance.

They nitpicked Ford’s decisions on every occasion and took tens of millions of dollars in dividends alone.

[Lower worker wages, raise Ford car prices!]

A group of people who are obsessed with protecting their own interests.

“If we use Hitler, we can create the right issue. Then, once we get the company back, we can bury that guy Hitler.”

A golden opportunity to confront the Jewish conspiracy.

It was clearly a godsend.

“What exactly do you do?”

“Ford Motor Company is nothing without me.”

Ford smiled slyly.

“Aren’t you curious to know how the shareholders will react if I leave Ford?”

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California

Hearst Castle

[Ford father and son leave Ford Motor Company to form new car company!]

[Adolf Hitler, Founding a New Automobile Company? New Technicians from Germany…]

[Rumors are going around among Detroit workers that Hitler’s foray into the automobile industry and Ford’s announcement are related…]

[German engineers entering the US? Concerns in Detroit…]

Randolph Hearst aimed for the front page of the newspaper.

From Henry Ford’s sudden announcement of his resignation to Hitler’s foray into the automobile industry.

‘Henry Ford is abandoning his company.’

The war of nerves between Ford and his shareholders was also frequently covered in Hearst’s newspapers.

But this is the first time it has spread into an all-out war like this.

Ford Motors shareholders panicked and the stock price literally plummeted.

‘Something is happening.’

In Detroit, the center of the automobile industry, there was even an atmosphere of linking Ford’s announcement to Hitler.

Although it had no credibility or evidence, it was enough to get the public boiling.

“Randolph, what newspaper are you reading? Let’s go swimming and play together.”

“I’ll be back in a bit, my little cutie.”

Hurst smiled at his young lover.

Beautiful women swam and played in the castle’s indoor pool.

“Mr. Chairman, what direction should the newspapers’ editorial tone take?”

“For now, let’s try to maintain a neutral feel. There’s no need to pick a fight with Ford or Hitler. Aren’t they both our valuable customers?”

Hearst looked at his secretary and said, Hitler was a fascinating source of news.

Radio, Nobel Prize, rockets and Area 51, raids in Germany, cruiser escorts, etc.

There, radio programming was supplied exclusively to the Hearst newspapers.

But Ford and Ford Motor Company are also big spenders on newspaper advertising.

One-fifth of advertising revenue came from Ford.

“Once more information comes out, it won’t be too late to choose a side. For now, let’s just turn up the heat a little bit. Don’t turn it up too much all at once. Do you understand what I mean?”

“Yes, Chairman. I will give instructions to the people in charge.”

“Oh, and bring me the phone. I need to talk to Hitler directly.”

After a while, we were connected to the Hitler Company’s office.

“Hey, Hitler, my friend! How have you been?”

“Yes, Mr. Chairman. I am always doing well. By the way, the newspapers this morning were very interesting.”

At Hitler’s calm tone, Hearst licked his lips.

“I’d always take your side, but this time things are a bit more complicated. Are you really trying to start a car company?”

“Well, what if that happens?”

“Ford suddenly announced that he was leaving the company, and now you’re starting another car company? Rumors are going around that these two are related.”

“I don’t know what kind of connection you’re talking about. I don’t even work for Ford.”

That’s a pretty confident voice.

Hurst thought to himself.

It seemed clear that Hitler wanted to start a car company.

‘Is Ford trying to restrain it?’

Maybe it’s just a coincidence.

“But an automobile factory? It’s not something you can do with just a few pennies. I don’t know exactly how much money your company has…”

Hurst said, leaning back.

“Aren’t you a little short on money to set up a factory in America? Or are radios selling so well?”

“As the chairman said, it’s not a business that costs a few pennies. But someone else will pay for it.”

“If it were someone else…”

“Well, what if I told you that I was going to accept donations?”

“Donations? Are you trying to get money from the citizens?”

“I don’t take it from the citizens. I think one person will probably give it all.”

Hurst stared blankly at the phone for a moment.

What the hell is this?

One person is paying all the money?

“Morgan? You’re talking about borrowing money from Chairman Morgan.”

“No, that’s not him. Let’s just say I have another line. I can’t say anything more than that.”

“…”

Hurst scratched his head.

Who would donate so much money to build an automobile factory?

“Did you get a head injury in Germany? There’s a hospital I often go to. If you want, I can give you the contact information…”

After a brief chat, Hurst hung up the phone and muttered.

“I say that no one in their right mind eats pickled cabbage.”