It’s 1803. The American negotiators are in the White House, relaying Napoleon’s offer to sell Louisiana to President Trump. What will the great man say? He speaks;
I have to say—I admire this Napoleon guy. He may be short, but he gets things done. If he wants something, he just goes out and takes it. He reminds me of myself. He’s a man I can do business with.
But this is a terrible deal. Terrible. Louisiana is a s+—hole country. It’s full of Indians and buffalo and God knows what else. There’s no place for a decent golf course or a hotel. I know more about real estate than anyone alive, and I’m telling you, there’s no way I’m putting money in this deal.
Go back and tell the little guy that I have a different idea. I’m willing to license him to use the Trump brand for a million a year. He can go develop the property under my name. With his connections and my genius, we would be unstoppable!