Unable to escape the trajectory of history, Bergman reached the end of his life.

When Bergman's son, a doctor, sent a telegram to John, vaguely pointing out that after he was seriously ill, the old man had been talking about him, the most proud disciple in his life, John immediately made up his mind to visit his mentor in Germany. No matter whether Bergman had taught anything useful, John's admiration for the old man was not fake. And to be honest, the two have formed a deep friendship over the years and have nothing to do with other factors.

So after learning that Bergman was critically ill, John immediately booked a ticket to Europe.

However, at this time, the tickets are not so easy to book. After all, except for John himself, Anna will definitely take the opportunity to go home and have a look. In addition to the housekeeper, servants and bodyguards, dozens of people traveling, it is difficult to temporarily purchase the tickets. Unfortunately, Hunteral Shipping Company is already in full swing and has even placed an order for the shipyard under the Hunteral Consortium. However, except for one cruise ship, they are all freighters, and they have not opened yet...

Of course, these trivial matters are not difficult for Hunteral's family, and the housekeeper quickly got everything done. However, John, who was worried, didn't know that when his housekeeper bought these dozens of boat tickets, he revealed the news that Mr. Hunteral was about to set off for Europe...

...

February 27, 1907, the day of the cruise ship departure.

The cruise ship will not leave at 10 o'clock in the morning, but before 5 o'clock in the morning, the Hunterra's house became completely lively. Except for the floor where the Hunterra and his wife are located, almost everyone, including the butler, got up. They were busy cleaning up and they had to make sure that everything the two owners were missing. You know, this is a very large luggage, and Mrs. Anna Hunterra's clothes alone had to be filled with three cars!

At nine o'clock, eight cars set off from Hunterra's house.

The luggage and maids had already rushed to the dock in advance to board the ship to welcome the Hunter Rals. The only ones who accompanied them were the housekeepers and bodyguards. Even so, the team of more than twenty people still used eight cars. Now if John wants to go out, the movement is absolutely slim.

Then, John boarded a luxury cruise ship from IM International Maritime Company.

However, just when John was about to board the ship, a white man in his sixties walked into the bodyguards' guard circle and was immediately stopped by a strong man with a big waist. Under normal circumstances, it was impossible for strangers to walk within ten meters of John, and the old man looked a little strange. It was obviously for John, so the bodyguards could not let him go easily.

But after a moment, the old man who convinced the bodyguard walked to John and saluted respectfully: "Good morning, Mr. Hunteral."

"Hmm? Mr. Sergey, why are you here?"

Seeing this familiar face, John couldn't help frowning and smiled, "I know IM Shipping is an industry under the Morgan Consortium, but I'm just traveling to Europe once, so don't you send you here to see you off, right?"

After the failure of investment in Tesla, Morgan seemed to have changed his temper and no longer competed with the Hunteral Consortium. Moreover, in recent years, Morgan has devoted himself to major projects such as the Panama Canal, and he really doesn't want to set up a powerful enemy for himself. In addition, the development of American power companies is becoming more and more gratifying, and John has been supporting Morgan, so the relationship between the two sides has eased a lot.

However, seeing Morgan's housekeeper before boarding the cruise made John feel extremely surprised.

"I have been waiting for you since two hours ago."

The old white man named Sergei bowed again and said respectfully: "In fact, Mr. Morgan is also on the cruise ship now, and just happens to be heading to Europe with you."

"What?!"

After hearing the response from Sergei, John exclaimed immediately, and then his eyes suddenly became shiny as if he had suddenly thought of something...

...

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"I'm old and my energy is really not as good as before."

As I gently turned the cane in my palm, JP Morgan said with a smile: "If it was twenty years ago, even ten years ago, it would be a simple thing for me to take a cruise to Europe... Haha, now I regard it as a daunting journey, because the long voyage is really too hard."

“My personal advice is that you should further reduce your workload.”

With a brow raised, John nodded faintly, "Of course, I'm not just referring to ordinary trivial matters. In fact, if I were your family, I would ask you to retire completely, leave all the business, and find a resort to stay for a year or two!"

Morgan's physical condition is indeed not very good.

This financial giant, who is nearly 70 years old, is far worse than before. American men in Morgan's era considered fat as beauty, or they believed that obesity represents a person's success and also represents a success. Therefore, Morgan had to eat seven or eight dishes for a meal. For breakfast, there were beef, ribs, eggs, pancakes, grilled fish, bread rolls with butter and fruits and cream, and his figure was quite "successful"...

But now, Morgan's figure has lost a lot.

Just as the two of them had lunch together, John easily ate two top-quality steaks, but Morgan only ate one and a half pieces. Even though he tried hard to eat half a piece and was on par with John, he could only give up helplessly. However, no matter what era, the rich people will eventually have to live longer, so there is nothing from Morgan's surface. But John knew very well that if this financial giant continued to be busy, his life would not last for a few years!

"Haha, I will think about it seriously."

Nodding casually, Morgan casually gave John a few words.

He and the young man in front of him knew very well that the Mogen can retire in name and let go of most of the trivial matters, but that huge empire still needs him to control. After all, the property controlled by Napoleon on Wall Street is too huge. Nearly one-third of the capital of the United States, half of the insurance industry, the largest American steel company, etc., cannot be controlled by others. Not only did Morgan understand this, but John also knew that John understood this, so John knew that he was in vain, and Morgan also knew that his vain had no meaning to him...

OK, the above words are nonsense.

After a few gossips, John suddenly asked with a smile: "Mr. Morgan, you are going to Europe this time..."

"Haha, it's mainly about relaxing and buying some artworks."

With his hands firmly grasping his cane, Morgan said lightly: "I heard that Mr. Hunterlaer also loves artworks, especially European oil paintings and oriental antiques. I think this long trip will not be lonely."

Morgan is well-known for his lover of art, and his mansion is like a small museum, which stores European art treasures. In comparison, John's collection is much inferior, most of which are works by new painters and antiques from the East. There are not many treasures that can truly be seen in Morgan's eyes.

Of course, this is another matter after decades...

After saying these words, Morgan's eyelids moved, and his hands suddenly loosened his cane, and asked, "Mr. Hunteral, I don't know if I can ask for advice on a few things?" (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!