Building a Conglomerate in Another World-Chapter 59: The Proposal to the President

The city of Columbus stood proud as the political heart of the Great Republic of Amerathia. At its center lay the White House, a stately building with a commanding presence. Unlike the gleaming white structure Matthew had seen in his previous life, this White House carried a raw, unfinished charm. Its facade, a blend of classical columns and expansive windows, exuded strength and practicality. A wide, gravel driveway encircled the building, where carriages and wagons moved in an orderly fashion.

Matthew approached the grand entrance, escorted by two uniformed guards. Inside, the interior layout felt strangely familiar to him, with high ceilings, ornate moldings, and expansive hallways leading to rooms of immense importance. Every detail spoke of governance and authority.

He was led through a series of corridors before finally arriving at the Oval Office. The room was bathed in soft sunlight filtering through large arched windows behind the president’s desk. The centerpiece of the room was a sturdy wooden desk with intricate carvings, surrounded by chairs upholstered in rich leather. The walls were adorned with maps, paintings of Amerathian landscapes, and the crest of the Great Republic.

President Theodore Clay stood behind the desk, his tall figure casting a long shadow. He had a commanding presence, with a neatly trimmed beard and eyes that seemed to weigh every person he met. As Matthew entered, the president extended a hand and smiled warmly.

"Mr. Hesh," the president said, his deep voice resonating in the room. "It’s a pleasure to finally meet the man who has captivated not just our nation, but the world."

Matthew stepped forward, shaking the president’s hand firmly. "The honor is mine, Mr. President. Thank you for inviting me."

"Please, take a seat," the president said, gesturing to the chair across from his desk. Once both men were seated, President Clay leaned forward slightly. "I must begin by congratulating you on your success at the World’s Fair. Your vehicles have been the talk of not only Amerathia but also other nations."

Matthew smiled modestly. "Thank you, sir. It’s been a journey, but it’s just the beginning. There’s still much to be done."

The president chuckled. "Spoken like a true innovator. Now, tell me, Mr. Hesh—what do you have for me today? I understand you have some bold ideas to share."

Matthew straightened in his chair, his expression turning serious. "Yes, Mr. President. The success of the automobile at the World’s Fair has shown the world a glimpse of what’s possible. But I believe its true potential lies in solving one of the greatest challenges of our time."

The president raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "And what challenge is that?"

"Horses," Matthew began. "Or rather, the byproduct of their widespread use—manure. Cities across the Great Republic and beyond are struggling with the sheer volume of horse waste. It’s unsanitary, costly to manage, and a major hindrance to urban development. My automobiles provide a solution—a cleaner, more efficient way to transport people and goods."

The president nodded thoughtfully. "I’ve heard reports of the problem. It’s a crisis that has grown with the expansion of our cities. And you believe your vehicles can address this?"

"Yes, sir," Matthew replied confidently. "The automobile eliminates the need for horse-drawn transportation, reducing waste and improving the overall quality of life in urban areas. But there’s more to it than just replacing horses. We need to prepare our society for this shift."

"How so?" the president asked, leaning back in his chair.

Matthew took a deep breath. "Driving an automobile requires a new set of skills. Unlike riding a horse, it’s a mechanical process that demands training and knowledge. If we’re to adopt this technology on a national scale, we need to ensure that people are properly educated. That’s why I propose the establishment of driving schools."

The president tilted his head, listening intently. "Driving schools?"

"Yes, Mr. President. Schools where individuals can learn to operate an automobile safely and efficiently. These schools would teach not only the mechanics of driving but also the rules of the road—traffic laws, safety protocols, and vehicle maintenance."

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"And how would you ensure compliance?" the president asked.

Matthew’s tone became more resolute. "Through a licensing system. Every driver would need to pass a written and practical test to obtain a driver’s license. This license would certify their ability to operate a vehicle safely. It’s a system that ensures accountability and reduces the risk of accidents."

The president rubbed his chin thoughtfully. "It’s an ambitious plan, Mr. Hesh. But I can see the logic in it. A licensing system would not only promote safety but also establish a framework for the future of transportation. Have you considered how the government might support these efforts?"

"Yes, sir," Matthew replied. "I believe this must be a collaborative effort between the public and private sectors. The government could provide oversight and regulation, while my team handles the development of the schools and the curriculum. Together, we can build the infrastructure needed to make this vision a reality."

The president nodded slowly, a faint smile forming. "You’ve clearly thought this through. It’s rare to see someone not only invent a solution but also consider its societal impact. I commend you for that."

"Thank you, Mr. President," Matthew said. "I’m committed to ensuring that the automobile is more than just a machine—it’s a tool for progress."

The president rose from his seat, signaling the conclusion of their meeting. "Mr. Hesh, you have my full support. I’ll instruct my advisors to draft preliminary legislation for the licensing system, and we’ll coordinate with your team on the driving schools. Together, I believe we can transform this nation."

Matthew stood, shaking the president’s hand firmly. "Thank you, Mr. President. I won’t let you down."

As Matthew left the Oval Office, a sense of accomplishment washed over him. The meeting had been a success, but he knew it was only the beginning. There was much work to be done, and the road ahead would be challenging. But for now, he had the support of the highest office in the land—a powerful ally in his mission to change the world.