Chapter 444 Soros's Ambition

Vienna, Grizzly Inn.

Soros was still struggling with when inflation would occur in the Austrian Empire, and he was frantically calculating again and again.

Soros had not shaved his beard for a long time, and he ate, drank, defecated, and urinated in his room. If it were not for Ferona being so bored that he reopened the hotel, this room would have been uninhabitable.

Soros' eyes were bloodshot, and the continuous work and the surge of blood had brought his body and mind to the brink of collapse.

However, it was not others who refused to let Soros go, but himself. Ferona Mercure had persuaded him several times, but all to no avail.

She could not understand how the gentleman who had been so elegant and gentle before could become a paranoid just a few days after arriving in Vienna.

They were businessmen, Jews, and Americans. There was no need to interfere in the affairs of Europeans, let alone to make trouble with the Austrian emperor. They were Americans, and they could pursue glorious independence like the British.

What's more, the duty of a businessman is to make money. She has smelled business opportunities everywhere while running the Grizzly Bear Inn in Vienna.

Soros's behavior at this time is completely against money, which is unforgivable.

Ferona walked into Soros' room, and the waste paper and leftovers on the floor were disgusting.

The latter heard the sound of the door opening, but did not turn back, just said.

"Put the food on the floor and you can go out."

The former ignored the latter's words and walked straight to the window.

"I said you can go out." Soros emphasized his tone.

At this time, Ferona pulled open the curtains.

"Great Sage, you should walk out of the ivory tower."

The sunlight shone in, stinging Soros' eyes, so that he had to cover his eyes.

"Ferona, what are you doing? Put it down quickly, I still have work to do."

Soros stood up and pushed Ferona down. The latter fell to the ground, but was not as angry as the former, but said slowly.

"Your job is to go back and marry me, and use my father's connections to climb to a high position, a position that even my father cannot climb to."

Ferona's words made Soros sober up a lot. The former was talking about the latter's plan. Now that he was told by someone, he felt a little guilty and embarrassed.

"Ferona, I..."

"You don't have to feel guilty. No matter how good I am, I can never climb to my father's position in this life. This is destined from birth, but you are different. And I also like to be looked at by men who are stronger than me. Your eyes are full of ambition. I knew it when I saw you for the first time."

Before Ferona finished speaking, she was blocked by Soros' mouth, and then the latter picked up the former and put her on the bed. Then they closed the door and had an in-depth exchange.

The next day, Ferona rested her chin on Soros' shoulder and watched her husband finally shave off the annoying beard. The confident, strong and handsome man is back again.

Ferona smiled knowingly. Although she was Jewish, she didn't like men with beards. Soros also doesn't like to grow a beard, because it will expose his identity and bring him some unnecessary trouble.

In fact, at that time, regardless of race, most people would grow a beard, because it would make them look more mature and stable, especially in some regions such as Northern Europe, where beards are considered a sign of luck or ambition, but Soros thinks that growing a beard is a symbol of mediocrity and slovenliness.

"What are you going to do next?" Ferona asked softly.

Soros kissed the former's hand, and then smiled at each other.

"Of course, I will go back and marry you, and then make a name for myself in the United States."

The two hugged and kissed, and then Ferona asked again.

"What about this hotel?"

"Keep it, maybe I will come back to see it later."

The Netherlands, Amsterdam Palace.

King William II breathed a sigh of relief. One of the countries that benefited the most from the unpleasant parting of Britain and France this time was the Netherlands. After all, the British are a group of vengeful wolves. If Britain and France join forces, they will definitely retaliate against the Netherlands crazily.

In particular, although the Netherlands is not very large, it has a large number of colonies overseas, and many of them have long been targeted by the British.

However, before William II could catch his breath, an urgent letter from Jakarta almost made him spit out blood.

The British attacked Dutch merchant ships in the South China Sea, which shocked and angered William II.

"Damn pirates! Bandits!"

At this time, William II's status in the Netherlands has been improved, which is naturally because of the restoration of Flemish influence. Although the merchants are unhappy, the lower-class people and land nobles are still very satisfied after sending local Catholics to Austria, after all, they have gained tangible benefits.

However, when they heard about pirates, all the ministers understood what it meant. The British are not easy to mess with, so no one took the opportunity and continued to be dumb below.

William II was furious when he saw that his ministers were indifferent to the matter, and he quickly ended the court meeting and went to his lover for advice.

The Netherlands is actually not poor, and the population is not too small, but its greatest sorrow is that it is too close to Britain.

But fortunately, it has now joined the German Customs Union and is considered a half member of the German Confederation.

Caroline was shocked by William II's words. She didn't know how to answer, but according to her logic, it was right to blame Austria.

"Your Majesty, the Netherlands has joined the German Customs Union, so why not go a step further. In this way, you can seek help from Austria and Prussia."

William II said with some embarrassment.

"But the German Confederation is all land powers. I haven't heard of any impressive achievements at sea, and the navy is probably also very weak. They won't help us."

Caroline said in a persuasive manner.

"The Holy Alliance is behind the German Confederation."

"But the Holy Alliance is not a naval power either." William II said with some doubts.

Although Caroline was born in a low family, she had heard about these intrigues in national affairs all day long, and she had already understood the interests involved.

At this time, Caroline finally understood why so many people hated the imperial system. If you meet such a stupid emperor, it's better not to have it.

"But the French do. Piracy is internationally prohibited. As long as you have evidence, countries that have grudges against the Anglo-Saxons will help you."

"But why should the French help me? If they help me, I'm afraid they will suffer the most."

Caroline's eyelids twitched, but she still said patiently.

"Because the country with the biggest conflict with Britain in the world is France. If they can take the opportunity to suppress the British, the French will be willing to help.

And the British are not fools. As long as the situation is not right, they will not directly challenge Europe. The result will be the same as the Luxembourg crisis. They will choose to make concessions."

With the previous precedent, William II nodded in agreement.