Starting from the Beginning, American Tycoon

Is it cool to transmigrate to South America? Zhu Xianhai's answer is: it's very cool.

After all, 19th-century South America is still a place where cowards vie for hegemony, a land ful...

Chapter 994: Return of the Collaborator (Second update, please subscribe)

Chapter 994: Return of the Collaborator (Second update, please subscribe)

The Imperial Security Bureau is on the other side of Huizhou City, about a 30-minute drive from the police station.

Although there is no sign of the "big fish" yet, since he has confessed, the only thing left is a matter of time.

Ma Rulong finally left the Security Bureau. Before leaving, Ding Lei promised him that he would call him if there was any progress.

Ma Rulong didn't care much about this. After saying goodbye, he drove away from the Security Bureau in his four-door Volkswagen.

It was raining on the road, which was a normal thing in the rainy season. Cars were driving on the street, and the muddy water splashed by the wheels forced the few pedestrians to walk along the innermost sidewalk. Looking out of the car window, Ma Rulong, who was driving the car, looked at the city outside the window, and he could feel the hostility outside the window.

But what if I'm full of hostility?

They have to learn to adapt!

Otherwise, they will have to pay the price for their actions, and many will eventually choose to accept it.

When nothing can be changed, people can only do this.

For Ma Rulong, he doesn't care about these. Perhaps, as a policeman, he will encounter resistance more than once... no, it should be called a rebel organization, but for him, this is just an episode in his work.

No matter how hostile the city is, he is facing a real world - vicious cases such as murder and robbery always happen. This is the real side of the world.

On the way back to the police station, he went to the Professional Registration Office on purpose. He needed to fulfill his promise to Romario. After identifying himself, he told the other party his purpose.

“Is this person a collaborator?”

The official in the office looked at the official letter from the police station in his hand, and then looked at the police officer in front of him.

"I believe he has demonstrated his obligations as a citizen of the Empire."

Ma Zhilong's answer made the other party shake his head indifferently, and then said.

"I don't know what you think, but in my opinion, those Latinos will not be of any use to us. It is not worth winning them over and appeasing them. This is why they are irrelevant. Here, many Latinos have bad intentions, and the rest will fan the flames everywhere..."

While expressing his opinion, the official continued.

"They will cooperate with you, but this is due to the pressure of life, not from their own will."

"It hit the nail on the head."

Ma Rulong nodded.

"But we can't just ignore their existence, even if they are insignificant."

Of course, what is the most important thing?

It is those who choose to cooperate under whatever circumstances, they are the subjects of the empire and will ultimately be its loyal citizens.

Now it is time to turn them into collaborators and let them know that cooperating with the Empire will definitely pay off.

But not everyone thinks so, like the guy in front of me.

"Of course, officer, he will be issued a work permit for Suining province."

"What? Suining Province?"

Ma Rulong was stunned.

Suining Province is the former Mato Grosso State and is an inland province.

"Why is it there?"

"Officer, why not there? There are mines and factories there, which can provide more job opportunities. Mr. Romario and his family will live a better life there."

The career office official answered bluntly.

"You know, compared to Huizhou, inland provinces need more labor. It's work no matter where you are. Life is always like this! We can't provide so many job opportunities here. It's better to work elsewhere than to starve and suffer poverty here!"

Indeed, for many ordinary people, they have no chance to choose at all. In fact, as early as the Rio de Janeiro period, this city with a population of nearly 400,000 people was a gathering place for unemployed European immigrants.

Those European immigrants came to Brazil to make a living in the New World. At that time, the northern part of Brazil was controlled by large estate owners and landlords, while the southern part was controlled by small and medium-sized landlords. Most farmers either had no land or only owned a small amount of land, and their lives were extremely miserable.

What do immigrants face when they arrive in Brazil?

With neither extra land for them to cultivate nor factories to provide job opportunities, they are crowded in dark and damp slums and live an extremely miserable life.

In fact, as early as after the Ming Dynasty occupied Brazil, it had won over a large number of landless farmers by providing them with land and other means. The construction of railways and roads also required a large amount of labor. Many unemployed immigrants entered the construction sites and spread across the country with the projects.

For these immigrants from Europe, they never mind where they go, the most important thing is to have a job.

Like many people who received work permits, Romario shouted with excitement when he received the permit.

"Haha, honey, look, this is my work permit! It's my work permit!"

Although no one recognized the words on it, everyone was very familiar with this green notice. With this notice, all that was left was to take the ID card to the registration office to apply for a work permit.

"Honey, let me see!"

Taking the thin notice from her husband's hand, the woman said loudly with excitement.

"God bless us, we will live a good life from now on, dear, I think we need to celebrate."

"Yes, that's right. Didn't the officer give us a meat coupon? We can have a good meal."

For Romario and his family, this day was undoubtedly their happiest moment. With a work permit, he could get a long-term job.

What does long-term work mean?

Not only does it provide a stable income, but it also provides pension and medical insurance. Compared to others, this is a real job!

With such a job, they even have the opportunity to move into a real community - live in a big house. In a word, a work permit is enough to change the fate of him and his family.

Of course, before that, he needed to take photos and then apply for a work permit. But soon, Romario was a little disappointed to find that his work permit was a permit from another province. Although he was a little disappointed, he still said to his wife.

"My dear, this is at least a job. Didn't we come here from Italy just for a job? Now we are just moving from Rio, no, from Huizhou to another city, but when we get there, we will have a better life."

Better life!

For those people who crossed the ocean to come to the New World, they were not opposed to migration in their bones. When faced with the opportunity to change their lives, they certainly would not miss it. After all, this was exactly what they longed for.

A few days later, Romario left the city with his wife and children. Although Rio was prosperous, he had no regrets when leaving. After all, a better job and life were waiting for him in another place.

When the family got on the train, Romario comforted his wife as he saw her reluctant look on his face.

"My dear, this place is nice, but there are no good jobs here. Believe me, we will be happier if we leave here..."

(End of this chapter)