"Let me tell you, it turns out that I have stayed in France for a long time for the sake of retirement. How can there be so many grudges and hatreds?" Sheffield shook his head dumbfounded and comforted Anne, "If you want to go to the United States,

If so, we can go together. Anyway, one more person is not too much, and it’s not like we can’t support him.”

A good girl who has been controlled since she was a child, has no social experience, naturally will not hide anything, and comes directly to Sheffield to tell everything. This kind of declining aristocracy does not exist. Every social change will have many. As we all know, the citizens of France prefer

Change, once the change is over, the monarchy will be missed.

"Where else can I go? They all regard it as a beautiful vase!" Anne said weakly, holding back her tears.

Aren't you? Sheffield wanted to ask, but seeing that the other party was a female, he thought about it and let it go. It was pitiful. It reminded him of the daughters of nobles who lived in various countries after the collapse of the Empire?

Daughter of a nobleman? If the fact that the empire collapsed about twenty years later remains unchanged, can he accept these queens who have subjugated their country? He is such a compassionate person, and he really can't bear to look at it. Isn't there a saying, war makes people miserable?

The woman walks away.

As a man who wanted to do big things, Sheffield did not stay in his delusions for long. He comforted the vase and promised that he would have everything he wanted when he got to the United States.

He was reading a novel he had picked up during his free time to pass the time. In the twenty-sixth chapter of Water Margin, Sheffield suddenly fell on a sentence, "You are as cunning as a ghost, and you have eaten my foot-washing water."

Bang! Sheffield closed the novel heavily, glanced at Anne's room and muttered to himself, "Green tea? That's not it. I'm overthinking it. She's just an ordinary little girl. Even if it is, you can still turn things around in the United States.

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One thing the old man said was quite right. Before he left the land of France, Sheffield saw the domestic telegram. The telegram did not mind the export of agricultural products and mentioned it briefly. The main content was to let Sheffield take advantage of it.

Of course, this was exactly what he wanted to do, as he happened to be curious about New York.

In later generations, New York has the reputation of being the best in the world, ranking in the first echelon of global metropolises with London, England. Regardless of whether this statement is biased, it also illustrates this influence from the side, not to mention that New York holds

The New York Stock Exchange and Nasdaq are the two trump cards.

However, in this era, New York's status is still in the self-proclaimed state of the citizens of the United States, and it is not as well-known as the metropolises in European countries.

"My dear child, you don't know how much energy I spent to get Anne to return to the United States with you." Harry Sheffield became unusually diligent and followed him from Paris to the port, only to find such an opportunity before boarding the ship.

Tell your own difficulties.

"Thank you!" Sheffield said calmly, looking at the old man and Countess Susan who was bidding farewell to her daughter not far away, a standard combination of the American upstart and the French aristocracy, a collusion of wealth and connections.

I just don’t know what you two would think if you knew that the vase you thought was sold at a good price was sold to you. This is really an interesting thing.

"It was not pretentious at first, but now they are holding hands together. It's not just a show!" Harry Sheffield saw the two people joining each other on the boat and boasted shamelessly, "I knew he was just talking.

That’s all.”

Since he decided to take the Earl's daughter back, Sheffield naturally had to restrain himself from being a gentleman and give a woman the care he could.

It is also a pleasant thing to have a beautiful girl accompany you during a long trip. But this time Sheffield did not encounter the North-South conflict when you came. Instead, you met a group of Yang gays who were full of envy, jealousy and hatred, "a group of Yang gays who worship foreigners.

Gay, my eyes almost dropped when I saw a French woman."

Sheffield raised his head slightly, feeling proud of himself! After sitting down, he tried his best to act worldly and said reservedly, "My female companion is a French nobleman. Please prepare some food suitable for French tastes."

"Isn't it a great sense of accomplishment to take me with you?" Anne moved slightly and leaned towards Sheffield, whispering. Then in public, she suddenly kissed Sheffield, and voila... the voice was crisp!

"I seem to hear the feeling of heartbreak. I don't know if it's an illusion!" Sheffield glanced at several young people who were paying attention frequently.

"You are both Americans, why do you seem to be from two countries?" Annie covered her mouth and chuckled, not knowing the inside story.

"You'll know this when the time comes!" Sheffield didn't say much, just treating the others as nothing. He wasn't necessarily like other Dixie people who wanted to pull out their guns when they saw a Yankee.

Do white people in the South hate black people? This is not necessarily true! But one thing is certain, the group that hates gay Americans is more numerous than the group that hates black people. They are both white people, and white people have the same mentality that traitors are more hateful than enemies.

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Although Sheffield does not hate Yankees, in order to live a better life in the south, he must talk about the hated Yankees. In fact, there are many shabby settlers on the ship who are heading to the United States to prepare for gold mining. Even France is very imperialist.

Great powers, but after witnessing the prosperous prostitution industry in Paris, Sheffield had already developed deep doubts about the quality of the so-called great powers in this era.

It's just that these guys, who will be called illegal immigrants in later generations, don't know that the New World is actually not much different from Europe. The myth of getting rich overnight has long since come to an end. The opportunities are no more than in their own country.

When the passenger ship arrived in New York, there were already people waiting at the pier. They stopped the group and asked, "Is it Master William?"

John Connor asked about the identity of the visitor. With a wave of his hand, Sheffield was freed from the state of being surrounded by men. "Standard Oil staff, what can I do for you?"

"It's like this. We have communicated with Mrs. Anna and invited Master William to visit her home to discuss cooperation!" The visitor explained his purpose politely.

"Grandma said so, let's go!" Sheffield agreed simply, regardless of the fact that he had just got off the boat and was still in a state of ecstasy. Anyway, to go to Rockefeller's house, he still had to take a boat and walk on the Hudson River.

The scenery along the way made Anne very interested, who had just arrived in the United States. She kept asking Sheffield, who was not interested in the scenery, and got off the boat again and got into the carriage. It took some time before she reached her destination.

"What a big manor!" Anne looked at the manor under construction in shock, "What kind of rich man is the person who invited you in America?"
Chapter completed!