Chapter 33: Soft rice

This year's photography technology shouldn't be used for what it shouldn't be? Sheffield had to think about it until the girl pushed the door away and slowly said, "Is it too young?"
"Your father and I are a loyal person. When I was like your age, I loved young women. I still like young women at this age. Besides, I am not old now." Harry Sheffield turned to the mirror. With an expression, he seemed to be caught in his delusion.
"At this age, I thought it would become more traditional." Sheffield grinned secretly. If you had more money and billions of dollars, could you embrace a woman about the same age as your son?
"Now I am very shocked by the passing of traditional culture. After all, France's mistress culture has a long history. These women always sleep with men, why not with me?" Harry Sheffield put down the empty glass in his hand and said lazily. "I have lived in a superior environment since I was a child. There are more industries in my family, and there is no difference between me and one. So why should I live so hard? It is not better to leave time to enjoy life."
"I don't like the life my mother planned for me. You should join the Texas Club at school. Don't look at me like this. I joined when I was in school." Harry Sheffield shrugged helplessly, "At that time How dare I rebel against my mother ’s plan, I also lived step by step according to my mother ’s vision and lived a life that I did n’t like until I was married and you were born, and your mother died, and I could n’t stand it anymore. I decided to live for myself. "
Like a long-tongue woman, Harry Sheffield may have been very happy to see her son, chattering, and full of depression in his young life, and found an unreasonable excuse for his current life.
"But if you go on like this, it's not enough to live like this in a wealthy family." Sheffield didn't agree with the cheap father's point of view, but she didn't know where to start if she wanted to refute.
"Isn't there you? Think about it. When I was young, I depended on my mother to support me. At this age, I depend on my son to support me. My previous and next generations are very capable. It's just as easy as my life." Harry Sheffield thought very proudly, "I will not be concerned about the family's industry. If you like it, you can inherit it directly. Anyway, with my understanding of my mother, I will almost directly give you without my share. And you do n’t have to worry about someone robbing you of inheritance, I do n’t have illegitimate children, so there are two illegitimate girls in Paris, and they wo n’t rob you of anything, I wo n’t agree, even if they want to do anything, the mother will not It will make a mess. "
When Harry Sheffield spoke, he was calm and calm, and he was quite aloof with a soft meal and a hard meal. Anyway, he just passed it.
"If this scum wasn't my father, would I fall down with a gun?" Sheffield closed her mouth and took a few deep breaths in succession before feeling a little bit better in her heart. This second-generation heir, which has influenced the image of the citizens of the United States in Europe, is simply suspected of insulting the United States.
Harry Sheffield didn't think much about it. She was still looking at her phone records, leaving her finger on a name called Susan. "This is the Countess of the Second Empire. She seems to have a good relationship with the judiciary."
"The Second Empire? Is that the nephew of Napoleon who lost to Germany?" Sheffield shook his head and smiled bitterly. Does this mean that he used the sword of the previous dynasty to cut the official of the dynasty?
"Don't talk about Germany in front of the French, huh? And the British, they will be unhappy. And the European countries take the noble status very seriously and take pride in it." Harry Sheffield took the phone book as a treasure Put it away, follow the temptation, "Of course they are no different from ordinary women when they are lying in bed. Since your son has come to Paris once, I will help you this time, rest, I will go out first."
It's almost time, and there is a cocktail party! Harry Sheffield pulled out his pocket watch and felt that he still could not delay the business.
"Hey!" Sheffield thought it was a wrong decision to hope that it would be pinned on her father.
Boom! Harry Sheffield returned again in less than ten seconds, reaching out, "I decided to hold a cocktail party and invite some celebrities. This is for family affairs, is it going to give me a little activity funding?"
"Is it necessary to be so clear?" Sheffield's face, are you teasing me? Exaggeratedly, "You are more surprised than I have encountered in my life. I thought I would not be shocked by anything in this life. Now it seems that I am wrong!"
"How much!" Sheffield looked impatient, and took out the deposit certificate of the French bank. Who is the father?
But he also knows that without money, it is necessary to know that France has a nickname of usury imperialism. Not to mention this trend in 1895, it was already very obvious earlier.
Because financiers are reluctant to invest most of their capital in developing their industrial and agricultural undertakings, they prefer to send capital abroad in the form of loans, so that they can obtain greater and guaranteed profits. The Paris Exchange speculation has an unprecedented scale. It was during the Second Empire that the Paris Exchange became one of the most important financial centers in the world. Bankers, financiers, and big industrialists made a fortune by engaging in exchange speculation.
This situation is still continuing now, this is not to say that France is useless except for finance. This depends on who it is, except that it is not as good as Britain and Germany. France still has a good presence in Europe.
The French invest in the whole people, which is why Harry Sheffield quickly established a foothold in Paris. Moreover, the environment here is much better than London, especially for him.
Paris is not short of a reception hall, Harry is obviously one of the experts, and he introduces his guests to his son one by one, ignoring Sheffield ’s already smoky fives.
"There are financiers, bankers, nobles, and factory owners!" Harry was still introducing guests to his son. Suddenly, he walked over to the mother and daughter dressed as a noble lady, very happy, "Count It's been a long time, Madam and Miss. "
The countess glanced at Harry Sheffield, and nodded slightly for the voice that the two could hear, "Call me Susan before, now call me countess, and look for this person in a while."
"How could it be, the wife has been taking care of him for a long time, and Harry will not forget it." Harry Sheffield raised an eyebrow and said intently, "The lady is more and more attractive."
"Sucker's tongue!" Susan mumbled undetectable and followed Harry Sheffield's hand into the hall, holding her daughter's hand.
This is his stage. Sheffield looked up at the huge chandelier on the roof, and felt that she seemed a little redundant now.