Chapter 165: conzern steel co.
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Gérôme Bonaparte took the drawing in his hand, and took a pencil from the dark red oak pen holder with the engraving of Napoleon over the Alps.
Although the pencil of this era is the prototype of the later pencil, there are still some differences between the two.
Pencils in the 19th century were not only expensive, but also far less hard than later generations. With a little effort, the tip could easily be broken.
In addition, the main material of pencils in this era is graphite, and France is a country where graphite is scarce. Even pencils with a greatly reduced graphite content after the improvement of Conde are not difficult to meet the huge demand of France. Sometimes France It also has to rely on imported graphite, and most of the pens made of imported graphite are also used to meet the needs of the French army and engineering.
Pessini and Eugène Schneider looked curiously at the busy Jerome Bonaparte, who were fidgeting on the sofa and did not understand what Jerome Bonaparte wanted to do.
With the drawing in his left hand and the pencil in his right, Jerome Bonaparte returned to the sofa and spread the drawing on the square table in front of Pessini and Eugène Schneider.
As the drawings unfolded, something resembling a stove appeared on top of the drawings.
The furnace on the drawing is a half-sectioned structure, and every place is marked in detail in French.
"Your Majesty, this is..." Pesini asked in confusion, pointing to the stove on the blueprint.
"Guess what!" Jerome Bonaparte said, throwing the pen on the table, and fell on the sofa.
"This..." Pessini, who knew nothing about mechanics, obviously didn't know the purpose of this stove, so he could only turn his eyes to the "technical house" Eugene Schneider.
At the moment, Eugene Schneider, who was standing aside, pressed his hands on the table as if he was possessed, and the whole person seemed to be about to merge with the table.
"The pen is there!" Jerome Bonaparte reminded "kindly".
Eugene Schneider raised his head slightly, stretched out his hand and took the pencil in front of the drawing in his hand and kept drawing on the drawing.
"Your Majesty, he..." Pessini pointed to Eugène Schneider, he was worried that Eugène Schneider's recklessness would leave a bad impression on Jerome Bonaparte.
Although Eugene Schneider was ordered by the president to find him, in the communication with Eugene Schneider, Pessini has gradually been "convinced" by Qian Jing who understands Eugene Schneider, not to mention that his brother is still small and powerful The banker, in love and reason, Pessini felt he should all help him.
"It doesn't matter!" Jerome Bonaparte waved his hand generously and said nonchalantly: "It's an inventor! There are always some strange quirks! You too sit down, Pessini!"
"Yes!" Under Jerome Bonaparte's order, Persini also nodded and sat down.
The two quietly watched Eugene Schneider's solo performance, and neither of them thought to interrupt the "interesting" inventor.
Eugene Schneider did not put down the pencil until the servant outside the door brought three steaming cups of coffee and a coffee pot on an aluminum tray.
At this time, the drawings are already covered with dense lines, and there is basically no error in the direction of the lines. In some places, the direction of ventilation is specially marked.
It is worthy of being the founder of Schneider Corporation, which should not be underestimated.
Jerome Bonaparte, who thought that Eugène Schneider would take a while to fully understand it, did not expect that Eugène Schneider could completely understand the drawing in such a short period of time.
You must know that the original self (previous life) took nearly a week to figure out the principle of this thing.
"Your Excellency the President!" Eugene Schneider asked excitedly, his eyes shining, "Where did you get this picture from?"
After all, Eugène Schneider rubbed his hands, and Jerome Bonaparte and Pesini had a panoramic view of the little Jiujiu in his heart.
Compared with his brother Adolf Schneider, Eugene Schneider still has a long way to go.
"Sit down! Sit down and talk!" Jerome Bonaparte raised his hand to signal Eugene Schneider to sit down.
Eugene Schneider listened to Jerome Bonaparte's words and sat on the sofa, his eyes still staring at the drawings on the table from time to time.
"Put it away!" said Jerome Bonaparte, turning to Pessini.
"Yes!" Pesini nodded and got up and put away the blueprints on the square table.
Eugene Schneider's expression showed longing and entanglement, just like a wandering prodigal who accidentally saw the object of his heart, but was rejected by the object of his heart.
Great! I just want to see your unobtainable expression!
Jerome Bonaparte cheered inwardly, and it was also a pleasure to watch the "famous" historical figures deflate.
"Coffee!" Jerome Bonaparte hooked his hand, indicating that the attendant could come in.
The attendant carefully passed through the gap between the two red velvet cushion sofas and placed the tray on the table, then blocked the three cups of coffee in front of the three of them, placed the coffee pot in the middle, and finally took the tray away.
Jerome Bonaparte picked up the coffee and took a sip, then made a gesture of invitation.
The anxious Eugène Schneider didn't even want to drink coffee. He knew that once the technology spread, cheap steel would surely destroy his company.
No matter how much he compresses the cost, he can't stop it!
Eugene Schneider took a sip of coffee, and Eugene Schneider directly drank half of the coffee cup. The burning heat from his throat and the urging made Eugene Schneider's expression slightly distorted.
"Mr. President, can you tell me the owner of the drawing now?" Eugene Schneider asked Jerome Bonaparte impatiently.
"Mr. Schneider, if it were your brother, he would never have spoken to me in such a tone!" said Jerome Bonaparte coldly.
Eugène Schneider's fiery heart seemed to be frozen by a burst of ice. He suddenly remembered that this was the office of the President, and the most powerful man in France was sitting across from him. How could he speak to him in such a tone!
"Mr. President, I...I'm sorry..." In order not to bring disaster to the Schneider family, Eugène Schneider apologized to Jerome Bonaparte, but it was only because of the influence of the hot coffee that Eugène Schneider's The tongue is a little unruly.
"It's nothing! Be careful next time!" Jerome Bonaparte said softly.
"Mr. President, that... that... May I ask the owner of the drawing..." Eugène Schneider carefully asked Jerome Bonaparte against the pain on the tip of his tongue.
"It's me!" said Jerome Bonaparte frankly.
Pesini and Eugène Schneider cast a surprised look at Jerome Bonaparte at the same time. They seem a little reluctant to believe this fact?
"Why don't you believe it?" Jerome Bonaparte took another sip of his coffee.
"Believe! Believe!" Eugene Schneider nodded quickly.
The drawing itself is not signed by anyone, as long as no one claims it, it belongs to the president. (American Kelly :p)
"Mr. President, I wonder if this drawing of yours..." Eugene Schneider asked Jerome Bonaparte more carefully.
"I have applied for a patent for this drawing, and I will not accept it once!" Jerome Bonaparte said decisively, which also cut off Eugène Schneider's fluke.
Yes! As the most powerful person in France, Mr. President will not be troubled by money at all. As long as he wants to, he can make a lot of money with patents.
"Then Mr. President, what do you want?" Eugene Schneider understood that Jerome Bonaparte must have wanted something.
"I will provide the technology and you will provide the talent. How about a joint venture with some of us in the United Nations to set up a steel company?" Jerome Bonaparte suggested.
"This..." Eugene Schneider hesitated. He didn't want to let his painstaking kingdom be mixed with other forces, even if he gave more money than the Iron Kingdom itself!
Eugene Schneider also understands that ~www.novelhall.com~ once he rejects the president's olive branch, the Schneider family behind him may suffer disaster.
The Schneider family, who was already smashed by the collapse of the July Dynasty, could not withstand the president's suppression. As for the "friends" that the Schneider family worked so hard to manage, they would also turn into shameless robbers and loot them in the first place.
Friends are the most unreliable things these days.
"Your Excellency, how many shares do you want!" Eugene Schneider surrendered.
After thinking for a long time, Jerome Bonaparte stretched out three fingers and said, "How about 30% of the shares? Don't worry, I will not interfere with Schneider's operations!"
Eugène Schneider, who had planned a hemorrhage, was relieved when he heard Jerome Bonaparte's quotation. The order from the Ministry of Public Works plus the new technology was considered a "reasonable" quotation.
"You are welcome, Your Excellency!" Eugene Schneider said to Jerome Bonaparte.
"Mr. Schneider, you should be called Your Majesty!" Pesini coaxed.
"Yes! Your Majesty!" Eugene Schneider responded.
"How about a new company in Lorraine? The iron ore there can meet our needs!" Rather than asking Eugène Schneider, Jerome Bonaparte ordered Eugène Schneider hard.
"Of course, Your Majesty! It's just that I'm worried that the people there will..." Eugene Schneider was a little worried about the influence of the local snake.
"Humph! Those fellows!" said Jerome Bonaparte with a cold snort. "If they want to join in, we'll let them drink soup! I don't mind uprooting them if they're obstructing it!"
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Gérôme Bonaparte took the drawing in his hand, and took a pencil from the dark red oak pen holder with the engraving of Napoleon over the Alps.
Although the pencil of this era is the prototype of the later pencil, there are still some differences between the two.
Pencils in the 19th century were not only expensive, but also far less hard than later generations. With a little effort, the tip could easily be broken.
In addition, the main material of pencils in this era is graphite, and France is a country where graphite is scarce. Even pencils with a greatly reduced graphite content after the improvement of Conde are not difficult to meet the huge demand of France. Sometimes France It also has to rely on imported graphite, and most of the pens made of imported graphite are also used to meet the needs of the French army and engineering.
Pessini and Eugène Schneider looked curiously at the busy Jerome Bonaparte, who were fidgeting on the sofa and did not understand what Jerome Bonaparte wanted to do.
With the drawing in his left hand and the pencil in his right, Jerome Bonaparte returned to the sofa and spread the drawing on the square table in front of Pessini and Eugène Schneider.
As the drawings unfolded, something resembling a stove appeared on top of the drawings.
The furnace on the drawing is a half-sectioned structure, and every place is marked in detail in French.
"Your Majesty, this is..." Pesini asked in confusion, pointing to the stove on the blueprint.
"Guess what!" Jerome Bonaparte said, throwing the pen on the table, and fell on the sofa.
"This..." Pessini, who knew nothing about mechanics, obviously didn't know the purpose of this stove, so he could only turn his eyes to the "technical house" Eugene Schneider.
At the moment, Eugene Schneider, who was standing aside, pressed his hands on the table as if he was possessed, and the whole person seemed to be about to merge with the table.
"The pen is there!" Jerome Bonaparte reminded "kindly".
Eugene Schneider raised his head slightly, stretched out his hand and took the pencil in front of the drawing in his hand and kept drawing on the drawing.
"Your Majesty, he..." Pessini pointed to Eugène Schneider, he was worried that Eugène Schneider's recklessness would leave a bad impression on Jerome Bonaparte.
Although Eugene Schneider was ordered by the president to find him, in the communication with Eugene Schneider, Pessini has gradually been "convinced" by Qian Jing who understands Eugene Schneider, not to mention that his brother is still small and powerful The banker, in love and reason, Pessini felt he should all help him.
"It doesn't matter!" Jerome Bonaparte waved his hand generously and said nonchalantly: "It's an inventor! There are always some strange quirks! You too sit down, Pessini!"
"Yes!" Under Jerome Bonaparte's order, Persini also nodded and sat down.
The two quietly watched Eugene Schneider's solo performance, and neither of them thought to interrupt the "interesting" inventor.
Eugene Schneider did not put down the pencil until the servant outside the door brought three steaming cups of coffee and a coffee pot on an aluminum tray.
At this time, the drawings are already covered with dense lines, and there is basically no error in the direction of the lines. In some places, the direction of ventilation is specially marked.
It is worthy of being the founder of Schneider Corporation, which should not be underestimated.
Jerome Bonaparte, who thought that Eugène Schneider would take a while to fully understand it, did not expect that Eugène Schneider could completely understand the drawing in such a short period of time.
You must know that the original self (previous life) took nearly a week to figure out the principle of this thing.
"Your Excellency the President!" Eugene Schneider asked excitedly, his eyes shining, "Where did you get this picture from?"
After all, Eugène Schneider rubbed his hands, and Jerome Bonaparte and Pesini had a panoramic view of the little Jiujiu in his heart.
Compared with his brother Adolf Schneider, Eugene Schneider still has a long way to go.
"Sit down! Sit down and talk!" Jerome Bonaparte raised his hand to signal Eugene Schneider to sit down.
Eugene Schneider listened to Jerome Bonaparte's words and sat on the sofa, his eyes still staring at the drawings on the table from time to time.
"Put it away!" said Jerome Bonaparte, turning to Pessini.
"Yes!" Pesini nodded and got up and put away the blueprints on the square table.
Eugene Schneider's expression showed longing and entanglement, just like a wandering prodigal who accidentally saw the object of his heart, but was rejected by the object of his heart.
Great! I just want to see your unobtainable expression!
Jerome Bonaparte cheered inwardly, and it was also a pleasure to watch the "famous" historical figures deflate.
"Coffee!" Jerome Bonaparte hooked his hand, indicating that the attendant could come in.
The attendant carefully passed through the gap between the two red velvet cushion sofas and placed the tray on the table, then blocked the three cups of coffee in front of the three of them, placed the coffee pot in the middle, and finally took the tray away.
Jerome Bonaparte picked up the coffee and took a sip, then made a gesture of invitation.
The anxious Eugène Schneider didn't even want to drink coffee. He knew that once the technology spread, cheap steel would surely destroy his company.
No matter how much he compresses the cost, he can't stop it!
Eugene Schneider took a sip of coffee, and Eugene Schneider directly drank half of the coffee cup. The burning heat from his throat and the urging made Eugene Schneider's expression slightly distorted.
"Mr. President, can you tell me the owner of the drawing now?" Eugene Schneider asked Jerome Bonaparte impatiently.
"Mr. Schneider, if it were your brother, he would never have spoken to me in such a tone!" said Jerome Bonaparte coldly.
Eugène Schneider's fiery heart seemed to be frozen by a burst of ice. He suddenly remembered that this was the office of the President, and the most powerful man in France was sitting across from him. How could he speak to him in such a tone!
"Mr. President, I...I'm sorry..." In order not to bring disaster to the Schneider family, Eugène Schneider apologized to Jerome Bonaparte, but it was only because of the influence of the hot coffee that Eugène Schneider's The tongue is a little unruly.
"It's nothing! Be careful next time!" Jerome Bonaparte said softly.
"Mr. President, that... that... May I ask the owner of the drawing..." Eugène Schneider carefully asked Jerome Bonaparte against the pain on the tip of his tongue.
"It's me!" said Jerome Bonaparte frankly.
Pesini and Eugène Schneider cast a surprised look at Jerome Bonaparte at the same time. They seem a little reluctant to believe this fact?
"Why don't you believe it?" Jerome Bonaparte took another sip of his coffee.
"Believe! Believe!" Eugene Schneider nodded quickly.
The drawing itself is not signed by anyone, as long as no one claims it, it belongs to the president. (American Kelly :p)
"Mr. President, I wonder if this drawing of yours..." Eugene Schneider asked Jerome Bonaparte more carefully.
"I have applied for a patent for this drawing, and I will not accept it once!" Jerome Bonaparte said decisively, which also cut off Eugène Schneider's fluke.
Yes! As the most powerful person in France, Mr. President will not be troubled by money at all. As long as he wants to, he can make a lot of money with patents.
"Then Mr. President, what do you want?" Eugene Schneider understood that Jerome Bonaparte must have wanted something.
"I will provide the technology and you will provide the talent. How about a joint venture with some of us in the United Nations to set up a steel company?" Jerome Bonaparte suggested.
"This..." Eugene Schneider hesitated. He didn't want to let his painstaking kingdom be mixed with other forces, even if he gave more money than the Iron Kingdom itself!
Eugene Schneider also understands that ~www.novelhall.com~ once he rejects the president's olive branch, the Schneider family behind him may suffer disaster.
The Schneider family, who was already smashed by the collapse of the July Dynasty, could not withstand the president's suppression. As for the "friends" that the Schneider family worked so hard to manage, they would also turn into shameless robbers and loot them in the first place.
Friends are the most unreliable things these days.
"Your Excellency, how many shares do you want!" Eugene Schneider surrendered.
After thinking for a long time, Jerome Bonaparte stretched out three fingers and said, "How about 30% of the shares? Don't worry, I will not interfere with Schneider's operations!"
Eugène Schneider, who had planned a hemorrhage, was relieved when he heard Jerome Bonaparte's quotation. The order from the Ministry of Public Works plus the new technology was considered a "reasonable" quotation.
"You are welcome, Your Excellency!" Eugene Schneider said to Jerome Bonaparte.
"Mr. Schneider, you should be called Your Majesty!" Pesini coaxed.
"Yes! Your Majesty!" Eugene Schneider responded.
"How about a new company in Lorraine? The iron ore there can meet our needs!" Rather than asking Eugène Schneider, Jerome Bonaparte ordered Eugène Schneider hard.
"Of course, Your Majesty! It's just that I'm worried that the people there will..." Eugene Schneider was a little worried about the influence of the local snake.
"Humph! Those fellows!" said Jerome Bonaparte with a cold snort. "If they want to join in, we'll let them drink soup! I don't mind uprooting them if they're obstructing it!"
Grme Bonaparte took the drawing in his hand, and took a pencil from the dark red oak pen holder with the engraving of Napoleon over the Alps.Although the pencil of this era is the prototype of the later pencil, there are still some differences between the two.Pencils in the 19th century were not only expensive, but also far less hard than later generations. With a little effort, the tip could easily be broken.In addition, the main material of pencils in this era is graphite, and France is a country where graphite is scarce. Even pencils with a greatly reduced graphite content after the improvement of Conde are not difficult to meet the huge demand of France. Sometimes France It also has to rely on imported graphite, and most of the pens made of imported graphite are also used to meet the needs of the French army and engineering.Pessini and Eugne Schneider looked curiously at the busy Jerome Bonaparte, who were fidgeting on the sofa and did not understand what Jerome Bonaparte wanted to do.With the drawing in his left hand and the pencil in his right, Jerome Bonaparte returned to the sofa and spread the drawing on the square table in front of Pessini and Eugne Schneider.As the drawings unfolded, something resembling a stove appeared on top of the drawings.The furnace on the drawing is a half-sectioned structure, and every place is marked in detail in French."Your Majesty, this is..." Pesini asked in confusion, pointing to the stove on the blueprint."Guess what!" Jerome Bonaparte said, throwing the pen on the table, and fell on the sofa."This..." Pessini, who knew nothing about mechanics, obviously didn't know the purpose of this stove, so he could only turn his eyes to the "technical house" Eugene Schneider.At the moment, Eugene Schneider, who was standing aside, pressed his hands on the table as if he was possessed, and the whole person seemed to be about to merge with the table."The pen is there!" Jerome Bonaparte reminded "kindly".Eugene Schneider raised his head slightly, stretched out his hand and took the pencil in front of the drawing in his hand and kept drawing on the drawing."Your Majesty, he..." Pessini pointed to Eugne Schneider, he was worried that Eugne Schneider's recklessness would leave a bad impression on Jerome Bonaparte.Although Eugene Schneider was ordered by the president to find him, in the communication with Eugene Schneider, Pessini has gradually been "convinced" by Qian Jing who understands Eugene Schneider, not to mention that his brother is still small and powerful The banker, in love and reason, Pessini felt he should all help him."It doesn't matter!" Jerome Bonaparte waved his hand generously and said nonchalantly: "It's an inventor! There are always some strange quirks! You too sit down, Pessini!""Yes!" Under Jerome Bonaparte's order, Persini also nodded and sat down.The two quietly watched Eugene Schneider's solo performance, and neither of them thought to interrupt the "interesting" inventor.Eugene Schneider did not put down the pencil until the servant outside the door brought three steaming cups of coffee and a coffee pot on an aluminum tray.At this time, the drawings are already covered with dense lines, and there is basically no error in the direction of the lines. In some places, the direction of ventilation is specially marked.It is worthy of being the founder of Schneider Corporation, which should not be underestimated.Jerome Bonaparte, who thought that Eugne Schneider would take a while to fully understand it, did not expect that Eugne Schneider could completely understand the drawing in such a short period of time.You must know that the original self previous life took nearly a week to figure out the principle of this thing."Your Excellency the President!" Eugene Schneider asked excitedly, his eyes shining, "Where did you get this picture from?"After all, Eugne Schneider rubbed his hands, and Jerome Bonaparte and Pesini had a panoramic view of the little Jiujiu in his heart.Compared with his brother Adolf Schneider, Eugene Schneider still has a long way to go."Sit down! Sit down and talk!" Jerome Bonaparte raised his hand to signal Eugene Schneider to sit down.Eugene Schneider listened to Jerome Bonaparte's words and sat on the sofa, his eyes still staring at the drawings on the table from time to time."Put it away!" said Jerome Bonaparte, turning to Pessini."Yes!" Pesini nodded and got up and put away the blueprints on the square table.Eugene Schneider's expression showed longing and entanglement, just like a wandering prodigal who accidentally saw the object of his heart, but was rejected by the object of his heart.Great! I just want to see your unobtainable expression!Jerome Bonaparte cheered inwardly, and it was also a pleasure to watch the "famous" historical figures deflate."Coffee!" Jerome Bonaparte hooked his hand, indicating that the attendant could come in.The attendant carefully passed through the gap between the two red velvet cushion sofas and placed the tray on the table, then blocked the three cups of coffee in front of the three of them, placed the coffee pot in the middle, and finally took the tray away.Jerome Bonaparte picked up the coffee and took a sip, then made a gesture of invitation.The anxious Eugne Schneider didn't even want to drink coffee. He knew that once the technology spread, cheap steel would surely destroy his company.No matter how much he compresses the cost, he can't stop it!Eugene Schneider took a sip of coffee, and Eugene Schneider directly drank half of the coffee cup. The burning heat from his throat and the urging made Eugene Schneider's expression slightly distorted."Mr. President, can you tell me the owner of the drawing now?" Eugene Schneider asked Jerome Bonaparte impatiently."Mr. Schneider, if it were your brother, he would never have spoken to me in such a tone!" said Jerome Bonaparte coldly.Eugne Schneider's fiery heart seemed to be frozen by a burst of ice. He suddenly remembered that this was the office of the President, and the most powerful man in France was sitting across from him. How could he speak to him in such a tone!"Mr. President, I...I'm sorry..." In order not to bring disaster to the Schneider family, Eugne Schneider apologized to Jerome Bonaparte, but it was only because of the influence of the hot coffee that Eugne Schneider's The tongue is a little unruly."It's nothing! Be careful next time!" Jerome Bonaparte said softly."Mr. President, that... that... May I ask the owner of the drawing..." Eugne Schneider carefully asked Jerome Bonaparte against the pain on the tip of his tongue."It's me!" said Jerome Bonaparte frankly.Pesini and Eugne Schneider cast a surprised look at Jerome Bonaparte at the same time. They seem a little reluctant to believe this fact?"Why don't you believe it?" Jerome Bonaparte took another sip of his coffee."Believe! Believe!" Eugene Schneider nodded quickly.The drawing itself is not signed by anyone, as long as no one claims it, it belongs to the president. American Kelly :p"Mr. President, I wonder if this drawing of yours..." Eugene Schneider asked Jerome Bonaparte more carefully."I have applied for a patent for this drawing, and I will not accept it once!" Jerome Bonaparte said decisively, which also cut off Eugne Schneider's fluke.Yes! As the most powerful person in France, Mr. President will not be troubled by money at all. As long as he wants to, he can make a lot of money with patents."Then Mr. President, what do you want?" Eugene Schneider understood that Jerome Bonaparte must have wanted something."I will provide the technology and you will provide the talent. How about a joint venture with some of us in the United Nations to set up a steel company?" Jerome Bonaparte suggested."This..." Eugene Schneider hesitated. He didn't want to let his painstaking kingdom be mixed with other forces, even if he gave more money than the Iron Kingdom itself!Eugene Schneider also understands that ~www.novelhall.com~ once he rejects the president's olive branch, the Schneider family behind him may suffer disaster.The Schneider family, who was already smashed by the collapse of the July Dynasty, could not withstand the president's suppression. As for the "friends" that the Schneider family worked so hard to manage, they would also turn into shameless robbers and loot them in the first place.Friends are the most unreliable things these days."Your Excellency, how many shares do you want!" Eugene Schneider surrendered.After thinking for a long time, Jerome Bonaparte stretched out three fingers and said, "How about 30% of the shares? Don't worry, I will not interfere with Schneider's operations!"Eugne Schneider, who had planned a hemorrhage, was relieved when he heard Jerome Bonaparte's quotation. The order from the Ministry of Public Works plus the new technology was considered a "reasonable" quotation."You are welcome, Your Excellency!" Eugene Schneider said to Jerome Bonaparte."Mr. Schneider, you should be called Your Majesty!" Pesini coaxed."Yes! Your Majesty!" Eugene Schneider responded."How about a new company in Lorraine? The iron ore there can meet our needs!" Rather than asking Eugne Schneider, Jerome Bonaparte ordered Eugne Schneider hard."Of course, Your Majesty! It's just that I'm worried that the people there will..." Eugene Schneider was a little worried about the influence of the local snake."Humph! Those fellows!" said Jerome Bonaparte with a cold snort. "If they want to join in, we'll let them drink soup! I don't mind uprooting them if they're obstructing it!"
