Building a Conglomerate in Another World

January 1st, 1889.

The city of Amsterdam was alive with curiosity and excitement as word spread about the grand opening of Hesh Industries’ newest venture—the first-ever department store in Amerathia. This project was another bold move by Matthew Hesh, showcasing not just the revolutionary appliances his company had recently unveiled but also an entirely new way to shop. @@novelbin@@

The store stood in the heart of Amsterdam, a modern marvel of architecture with a sleek, towering facade. Floor-to-ceiling windows revealed glimpses of the wonders inside, from the glowing electric lights to the carefully curated displays. The name "Hesh Emporium" was prominently displayed above the main entrance in gleaming metal letters, illuminated by soft electric bulbs.

Crowds gathered outside, filling the streets in anticipation. Matthew and Amber Hesh stood on a raised platform at the entrance, surrounded by city officials, journalists, and curious onlookers. Amber wore a stylish yet modest dress, while Matthew donned a sharp suit, exuding the same quiet confidence that had become his trademark.

A long red ribbon stretched across the entrance, fluttering slightly in the breeze. The buzz of conversations filled the air, mingled with the occasional flash of a camera.

"Ladies and gentlemen," Matthew began, his voice amplified by a rudimentary microphone system powered by Hesh Industries’ own electrical setup. "Thank you for joining us today for the opening of Hesh Emporium. This is more than just a store—it’s a symbol of progress, innovation, and opportunity. Our goal is to bring the future into your hands and make it accessible to everyone."

Amber stepped forward, her smile warm and inviting. "We’ve worked tirelessly to ensure this space isn’t just a store but a community hub. A place where ideas meet reality and where businesses can grow."

The crowd cheered as Matthew held up an oversized pair of scissors. He turned to Amber, who nodded with a smile, and together, they cut the ribbon. Applause erupted, and the doors swung open, revealing the dazzling interior.

Visitors streamed in, their faces alight with wonder as they stepped into the vast, brightly lit space. The electric lights bathed the polished wooden floors in a warm glow, and the open layout made it easy to navigate between sections. Each corner of the store had been meticulously designed to showcase a different theme.

In the appliance station, the electric stove, fan, and washing machine were displayed in fully functional settings. Demonstrators showed how the stove cooked meals evenly and efficiently, while another team operated the washing machine, its gentle hum drawing impressed nods from onlookers.

A mother turned to her young daughter and whispered, "Imagine not having to scrub clothes by hand anymore."

Another section featured sleek models of Hesh Automobiles, displayed on raised platforms under spotlights. Agents from the Hesh Automobiles dealership, dressed sharply in tailored uniforms, stood ready to explain the features and functionality of the cars to the curious visitors.

One visitor, a well-dressed businessman, approached a glossy black automobile. "You’re telling me this carriage moves without horses?" he asked incredulously.

"Yes, sir," one of the agents replied with practiced ease. "These vehicles are powered by an internal combustion engine. Simply fill the tank with gasoline, turn the crank, and the engine does the rest. No need for stables or fodder. It’s been around for years and this is your first time seeing one?"

"Well I came from the west. There’s nothing like it in there."

On the second floor, retail stalls stood ready to be leased. Many were still vacant, but a few forward-thinking entrepreneurs had already claimed spots, displaying a variety of goods: fine fabrics, jewelry, and artisanal crafts. Each stall was outfitted with floor-to-ceiling windows, inviting passersby to stop and browse.

A tailor named Mr. Langley had set up a small corner stall with mannequins displaying his finest suits and gowns. A customer admired the craftsmanship and asked, "How did you get such a prime spot?"

Langley smiled proudly. "Mr. Hesh offered these spaces at a fair rate. He wants this store to be more than just a showcase for his products—it’s a marketplace for local businesses like mine."

Nearby, a confectioner handed out samples of chocolates to delighted children and their parents.

"This place will do wonders for us," she whispered to a colleague. "We’ll reach more people than ever before."

Matthew and Amber walked through the second floor, observing the activity. Amber leaned in close to Matthew and said, "This is exactly what you envisioned—a place where people can come together."

Matthew nodded, his gaze sweeping over the bustling crowd. "This isn’t just about technology. It’s about creating a space where ideas flourish and people thrive."

Back on the main floor, interactive demonstrations continued to captivate visitors. A young couple watched intently as a demonstrator used the electric stove to prepare a simple meal.

"It’s so fast," the woman marveled as the food sizzled evenly on the stove.

The demonstrator nodded. "And safe, too. No open flames, no coal dust—just clean, efficient cooking."

In the corner, a journalist interviewed a group of attendees about their impressions of the emporium. "What do you think of this new store?" she asked an older gentleman.

He adjusted his spectacles and replied, "It’s unlike anything I’ve ever seen. This isn’t just a store—it’s the future."

As the evening approached, Matthew gathered a few key employees for a final walkthrough. The crowds had thinned, but the energy of the day still buzzed in the air. Amber joined him, her arm looped through his.

"You’ve outdone yourself, Matthew," she said, her voice warm with pride.

"I couldn’t have done it without you," Matthew replied. "Your ideas shaped so much of what you see here." Experience exclusive tales on NovelBin.Côm

Amber gave him a playful nudge. "Don’t try to flatter me, Mr. Hesh. This was your dream, and you made it real."

As they stood near the store’s entrance, watching the last visitors leave, a young boy tugged at Matthew’s sleeve. "Mister, thank you for building this place," the boy said shyly. "It’s amazing."

Matthew crouched down to the boy’s level, a kind smile on his face. "Thank you for coming. I hope you’ll visit often."

The boy nodded eagerly before running off to join his family.

The streets of Amsterdam were quiet as Matthew and Amber made their way to the train station. The car ride was peaceful, the hum of the engine a soothing backdrop to their conversation.

"I’m so proud of what you’ve accomplished, Matthew," Amber said, her hand resting on his.

"Thank you," he replied. "But this is just the start. There’s so much more I want to do."

"Things like?" Amber asked, wondering what wonders he would bring in this world.

Matthew thought for a moment, it has always been technology he had been introducing to the world. He wanted something different…and an idea came to mind.

"Chicken."