The Joseon Prince Went To America And Didn’t Return – 182



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Although I was eating food my attention was currently focused elsewhere.

Morgan and Rothschild.

Because I kept thinking about how I could fuck these two up.

“….”

“….”

Rockefeller who was sitting next to me seemed to think the same way.

Even when we were having a drink after dinner the two of us continued to remain silent and think about other things.

“This prince.”

I got up to go for a walk because I felt a little stuffy and CEO Rockefeller followed me outside.

He opened his tightly shut mouth as he left the banquet hall with me.

“Your Majesty you are a man of foresight and insight. Can you tell me honestly? Did you expect those two to join hands?”

Rockefeller holds a glass of champagne in each of his hands.

One of these seemed to be mine.

I took it and answered Rockefeller’s questions.

“The Baron and Representative Morgan are both as cunning as foxes. I knew that for a long time but I didn’t know they would be in the same boat.”

“Heh heh.”

Rockefeller gave a bitter smile.

He turned his head and looked at the banquet hall where Morgan and Baron Rothschild were.

“So even this prince with his excellent information powers couldn’t have predicted it.”

“Because those two made some kind of deal. How could I know?”

That’s what I said though.

In fact I predicted that there was a very small chance that the two would join hands.

I quickly recalled the past.

‘Morgan made me a similar offer once before.’

He was even tempted to give me a seat on the Federal Reserve Board.

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Not a permanent share just a one-time thing.

I remained silent and did not give a definitive answer to Morgan’s suggestion.

It seems that he became impatient and negotiated with the Baron.

“I got screwed over by those two guys. If the anti-monopoly lawsuit ruling hadn’t been right around the corner… I wouldn’t have been screwed over so badly.”

right.

Rockefeller along with Morgan were the two great mountain ranges of America that led New York capitalists.

Recently Standard Oil the company’s main business has been embroiled in a monopoly lawsuit causing him to lose his mind.

If it were in normal condition.

If that were the case Rockefeller would have noticed it long ago and warned me.

“You seem very angry. You’re usually expressionless but today you’re showing unusually much emotion.”

He gave a slightly worried look to the grumbling Rockefeller.

Then Rockefeller’s eyes narrowed even further and he took on a slightly scary expression.

“Well… no that’s not it.”

There is only Rockefeller and I here now.

Although the secretaries follow us from behind it’s still just the two of us.

Rockefeller’s expression softened again and he sighed slightly as if he didn’t want to get angry at his strict comrades.

“Ha! I guess I’m getting old. I have to stay still while being deceived like this. I never thought the world’s greatest Rockefeller could look so pitiful.”

When Rockefeller was throwing a tantrum.

I heard an eerie laugh behind me.

“Oh my prince. And Mr. Rockefeller.”

Warburg one of the seven members.

He showed up.

Warburg came between me and Rockefeller a sinister smile on his face.

“How have you two been?”

“Representative Warburg.”

“It’s been a while.”

Rockefeller looked slightly nervous and wary of Warburg’s approach.

Unlike Rockefeller I smiled slightly and mentioned the name of his employee.

“Yeah. How’s Alfred?”

“Oh! My employer is doing very well. He is so favored by the Austrian Crown Prince that he always keeps him by his side and asks for his advice.”

Warburg continued to nag at me as he approached me.

“By the way this prince. And Mr. Rockefeller. The meeting of the seven members has finally been held again so why can’t you all get together and why are you acting like a stranger?”

“….”

“….”

“Well I think I would be angry if I got hit in the back of the head like that. I get this angry even when I just watch the fire from afar.”

Warburg is a member of the Rothschild family.

A person who remained neutral even when JP Morgan James Hill Rothschild and Jacob Schiff were all on the same side and at odds with each other.

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“Isn’t that right? Hehehe-”

He was provoking Rockefeller and me by gently scratching at the current situation.

hereto.

“What a frivolous remark. Aren’t you ashamed in front of the person standing before you?”

Rockefeller was furious.

It was a blow to Warburg’s intentions.

“Oh yes. I will try to be careful. By the way Prince. Aren’t those two fun?

I remained silent and listened to what Warburg had to say.

Then Warburg brought up the past with a slightly uninterested expression.

“Until our last meeting we were both anxious because we couldn’t eat each other. You remember? We used to gossip about each other calling each other hunting dogs and old trash. Right here right?

Warburg chuckled and glanced at the banquet hall where the Baron and Morgan were.

It seemed similar to what Rockefeller had done earlier.

“I’ve lived a long life and seen so many things. I never thought those two would hold hands. It was a picture I couldn’t even imagine when I left Vienna. For the first time in a long time my asshole feels tight.”

Rockefeller was once again outraged by Warburg’s frivolous remarks.

I stopped Rockefeller with my hand.

“Your [employer’s] distant relative Baron Rothschild has prepared a lot for this meeting. It’s bound to be fun.”

I reminded Warburg of his position again and brought up the subject of his employer.

“By the way you always have a smile on your face. I’m sure your employer will be happy when he finds out about this.”

Is this time you’re going crazy?

Warburg’s expression was slightly distorted.

But soon he regained his composure and came closer to me.

“This prince.”

“I’m listening.”

“There’s one thing I’d like to ask you.”

Warburg whispered to me in a voice so small that only I could hear one corner of his mouth twitching.

“Would you just sit back and let this happen? If it were me if I couldn’t have it….”

With those words Warburg put down the glass he was holding.

Then the glass hit the floor and shards flew.

The champagne he was holding soon splashed on my shoes.

“Oh my. I’m sorry. Are you hurt? I was drunk.”

Warburg makes ridiculous excuses.

My people who were guarding me around me hurriedly ran towards me.

“Are you alright Your Majesty?”

“It’s okay.”

After wiping the champagne off with the handkerchief Choi Hyun-woo gave me I handed it to Warburg.

This was also a warning sign that the boring one-man show should end here.

“I take care of my own business. Let’s stop giving useless advice here.”

“…Yes. I will do that.”

“Then enjoy the rest of the banquet and see you again at the meeting tomorrow.”

* * *

“Your Highness. Are you inside?”

Late at night.

Rockefeller came to visit.

Since it was Morgan’s villa his men were watching us from all sides.

Because my anxiety and anger did not subside I ended up going back to my accommodation.

“I hope I didn’t disturb your rest?”

“No I don’t. By the way I guess you can’t sleep.”

“yes.”

Rockefeller handed me a glass of whiskey and headed out to the terrace.

“I guess Your Majesty can’t sleep either.”

“There’s one word that keeps coming to mind.”

Rockefeller tilted his head.

Oh right!

Warburg spoke so quietly that Rockefeller probably couldn’t hear him.

“I don’t know if it was intentional or not but Warburg gave me a hint. He advised me that if I couldn’t have it it would be better to break it.”

“Huh? Are you going to Warburg?”

Rockefeller held his chin for a moment then nodded his head up and down agreeing that Warburg’s advice made sense.

“Well Morgan would be most concerned about that too. Wasn’t he the same way before?”

Rockefeller brought up my suggestion that we take a break from the meeting.

“That’s right. I guess they gave us time to think because they were afraid we would upset them.”

I looked forward to the future that was just around the corner.

“Morgan will contact you shortly. Asking what you want.”

I turned my head and looked at Rockefeller.

“What do you want?”

“I don’t have any.”

“doesn’t exist?”

“yes.”

My eyebrows furrowed at Rockefeller’s firm answer.

“We can’t allow the central bank to fall into Morgan’s hands. How can he be the only one to take the blame when we all worked together to prevent a panic?”

Rockefeller was usually a rational person.

I’m feeling emotional today.

‘Is it because you’ve been having a hard time lately?’

Rockefeller is now backed into a corner.

The US central bank fell into the hands of its competitor Morgan.

His mainstay business oil is about to be torn apart by antitrust lawsuits.

It’s amazing that he hasn’t lost his mentality.

So that’s why he looks so emotional.

“But the justification is in Morgan’s hands. And a lot of it.”

“….”

“Roosevelt also highly regards Morgan’s contribution in preventing the panic of the past. That is why he is not putting the brakes on the Wall Street-led movement to legislate a federal bank.”

“Your Majesty.”

Rockefeller looked at me his voice thick.

“We were underestimated by Morgan once.”

“okay.”

“Furthermore the antitrust lawsuit is imminent. If we lose that lawsuit they will look down on us even more.”

Meanwhile Morgan and Rockefeller helped each other.

There is one reason why we as competitors in the financial sector do not point our swords at each other but instead gather together for a unity meeting.

Because their power is equal.

‘The loss of the antitrust case has no effect on Rockefeller.’

Rockefeller doesn’t know this.

That is why he was concerned that his power would be greatly weakened after the anti-monopoly law.

“Wall Street is a jungle. It’s where the strong prey on the weak.”

“….”

“If we get behind on the Federal Reserve legislation and then the antitrust lawsuit… Morgan and Rothschild will think we’re easy prey.”

right.

They’ll bite tear and cause a ruckus like a piranha that’s been caught in the act.

They will want to suffocate any competitor who threatens them any longer.

“I think so too. That’s why I’m thinking of doing some acting from now on.”

“How do you say that?”

“We will act in a way that allows the other party to bite us while showing weakness. And at the most crucial moment. Bam-”

I clenched my fist and made a punching motion in the air.

“I want to blow the counter.”

I looked at Rockefeller again.

“To do that I need your cooperation Mr. Rockefeller. Will you accept my proposal?”

“I will listen and think about it.”

I looked at the annex built in front of the house.

There were several guests currently sleeping inside.

Among them was one who was close to Rockefeller.

“What kind of person is Congressman Aldrich to you?”

Rockefeller rolled his eyes at my unexpected question.

After doing some calculations Rockefeller finally spoke.

“He is a friend and political comrade that few people have. He is also my daughter-in-law’s biological father.”

“I have a really good plan that could upset Morgan’s plans… and it could get you and Senator Aldrich hurt. Oh! And me too.”

“….”

“It feels a little bit like self-harm. If it’s okay with you I’m thinking of doing it instead of just imagining it.”

Rockefeller crossed his arms.

He took a slightly defensive stance.

“Do you plan to use the keyword [collusion between politics and business]?”

“That’s right. There’s no keyword that can captivate the American public as much as this one in this day and age.”

If the justification is secured Roosevelt will also join this incident with both hands and feet open.

If that happens.

Morgan’s proposed Federal Reserve Act never passed Congress.

‘Eventually our help will be needed again.’

Then a new law that is more favorable to me will be legislated.

“Oh! I’m not saying you should decide right away. If you lose the antitrust suit it will be the last resort if the Rothschilds and Morgans bite us even harder later.”

If a frame of collusion is created Rockefeller will be at a great disadvantage in antitrust lawsuits.

Rockefeller looked very concerned about this.

I keep this in mind and emphasize that now is not the time to use it.

“Shouldn’t we also fight back?”

“….”

“I intend to turn the tables by inciting the American public.”

All seven members will be hurt.

Morgan will be at the forefront of every published article.

Who represents the capitalists of contemporary New York?

It’s JP Morgan.

‘What if [the incident] breaks out in this situation?’

What will happen to Morgan?

It’s probably more painful than Rockefeller’s at the moment.

I asked Rockefeller to imagine the near future that will unfold soon.

“Well I don’t care whether the Federal Reserve Bank is established with Morgan in the center or not but you don’t care?”

“….”

“So I’m telling you the final secret. If you harm yourself you can stop Morgan’s solo run.”

Rockefeller thought for a long time.

Rockefeller clenched his fists recalling the many conditions I had mentioned.

“Let’s first look at the results of the antitrust case. They say the results of the U.S. Steel and Standard Oil trials won’t be out until this winter so we’ll wait and see and then decide.”

My prediction is that Standard Oil will lose the lawsuit 100% of the time.

The US Steel lawsuit has about a 30% chance of losing.

‘If Morgan can save my company and Rockefeller can’t do it…’

Rockefeller would be totally screwed.

I nodded and respected Rockefeller’s reaction.

“In the meantime I’ll buy the polling agency I mentioned last time. It’ll help us with our future actions.”

“yes.”

It takes a long time and a lot of effort to catch big game.

Morgan and Rothschild.

Since I was dealing with two people I planned to be extremely careful.

Digging a very deep trap.

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