Chapter 261 Higher Position
Perhaps because he was not used to it, after serving in the headquarters for more than half a month, Charles just wanted to stay at home and didn't want to go anywhere during the holidays.
In the past, he would visit the motorcycle factory and tractor factory every time he came back during the holidays, but now he doesn't want to move at all.
He found an excuse for himself: Deyoka would arrange the business anyway, so there was no point in going.
There was another reason: Charles could easily get tens of millions of francs through "authorized production": the authorized ones in the United States, Russia and the United Kingdom, and it was estimated that they could earn tens of millions of francs.
It was easy to make money, so Charles didn't care about the profits of the tractor factory and the motorcycle factory. Let them go, it's just a drop in the bucket.
If they were not related to military industry, and the engines of the tractor factory were directly related to the development of tanks, Charles would not bother to keep them.
Think about that disgusting Francis again, he has restrained himself a lot recently.
After all, Charles is a competitor that Schneider is afraid of, and Francis is just a chess piece of Schneider. It is obvious who is superior and who is inferior.
If Charles wanted, he could destroy Francis' tractor factory without spending too much effort, even if Schneider supported him.
(Note: If Charles went all out to deal with Francis, Schneider would choose to give up his pawns instead of going to war with Charles for him)
But Charles felt it was meaningless. He had left Francis far behind without realizing it, and dealing with him would only lower his status.
Charles suddenly missed the modern electronic age. If he had a mobile phone, he could read novels when he was free at home.
Especially the Steel Wings and Iron Cavalry. He traveled through time after reading half of it!
…
The next afternoon, Charles still went to the factory in the heavy snow.
He went not to the motorcycle factory or the tractor factory, but to the Invalids Welfare Home to find the director, Captain Darius.
The Invalids Welfare Home is no longer the same as before.
When it was first built, it borrowed the old building of motorcycles. Because there were too many disabled veterans who came to seek refuge, the dormitory was tight, and many people lived in factory buildings and simple tents.
Last month, Charles built a five-story building in the welfare home, with a total of more than 300 dormitories with bathrooms, each of which can accommodate ten people.
Another building of the same size is under construction, which will be able to accommodate seven or eight thousand disabled veterans.
This cost Charles more than three million francs, but he thinks it's all worth it. This is an investment, and now is the time to use them.
...
Charles found Captain Darius in the factory. As the director, he has always been conscientious and dedicated to his duties. He tried every means to let the disabled veterans overcome their disabilities and do what they can.
It is not easy to do this, because the injuries of each disabled veteran are different. Darius must carefully consider everyone, even including self-care. For example, let the two veterans who are missing a leg and a hand cooperate with each other in work.
Seeing how hard they work, Charles felt a little reluctant.
But Charles knows that this is not only a job for the veterans, but also dignity and self-confidence, and even the meaning of life.
Otherwise, they would only be a burden to their families and lie in bed waiting to die.
When Charles walked into the factory, the whole factory was in an uproar.
The workers stopped what they were doing and saluted Charles. Many of the disabled veterans had never seen Charles, and they talked about it:
"Is he Master Charles? Finally, I see him!"
"Today is our lucky day, gentlemen, I hope to have the opportunity to thank him in person."
"Forget it, Ambroise, Master Charles is very busy."
...
Unexpectedly, Charles walked into the crowd, shook hands with the veterans and greeted them: "Is everything okay, gentlemen?"
The veterans rushed forward and answered in unison:
"Thanks to you, we are fine, Master Charles!"
"Nothing to be dissatisfied with, Master Charles! Not only can we survive, but we can also send extra wages to our families."
"I like it here, Master Charles, we can help each other."
...
Charles nodded at them, with respect from the heart in his eyes.
Charles felt that the veterans in front of him were all great people. They had given everything for France, and France should not easily send them away with only 130 francs.
The veterans understood Charles' expression. Although Charles said nothing, they understood it.
They didn't know how to express it, so they could only express their gratitude to Charles. Some of them were even moved to tears.
They needed this recognition more than work and salary.
...
Captain Darius took Charles to his office.
The office was very simple, with desks, chairs, bookshelves, and everything that should be there, but there was no French flag.
It was tidy and everything looked brand new, which seemed inconsistent with Darius's one arm.
Darius understood Charles' expression. He skillfully brewed coffee with his only right hand and explained, "You may not believe it, Master Charles, I used to be notoriously sloppy, but now I can clean the house even without one hand."
Darius laughed at himself and handed the coffee to Charles: "Some people say that this is a change in temperament after a near-death experience, but I don't think so."
"What is that?" Charles took the coffee.
Darius turned back to take his coffee and took a sip. When he sat down in front of Charles, he replied: "In the past, I always thought that I could do something big, and I didn't pay attention to these small things at all. Now, I think these That’s my career.”
As he spoke, Darius waved towards the factory outside the office with a smile: "This is very meaningful. I feel that I have found my own position while helping others."
"You really manage this place very well." Charles praised from the bottom of his heart.
"No, no." Darius replied: "Don't ever say thank you. I'm not doing this for you or others, I'm doing it for myself. I even feel that my former self is wasting my time."
Ciel nodded in understanding.
Life is often like this. Only when you lose something can you fully realize and find the meaning of life. Otherwise, you will always spend your time in confusion, and in the end you will not know what you want to do.
This puts Ciel in a dilemma. He is not sure whether he is right to come here, which may break Darius' tranquility.
Seeing the change in Charles's expression, Darius suddenly became nervous: "Master Charles, you are not planning to close the orphanage, are you?"
Without waiting for Charles to answer, he added: "If you are tight on funds, you don't need to subsidize the orphanage anymore. We can be self-sufficient. Please don't close this place."
Darius looked at Ciel with pleading eyes and a hint of panic.
"No, Captain." Charles replied: "I have no intention of closing this place. As long as I am alive, the subsidy will always be there."
"That's..." Darius looked at Ciel doubtfully.
Charles asked back: "Captain, if things are not as you think, you may have a higher position?"
