Chapter 124 For Order and Stability
"You know that Texas is a conservative place, can't you be more restrained here? Besides, can't you find a girl who is more materialistic? If you want a more open-minded place, go to Louisiana!" As the first time they met, Sheffield accused Gale very rudely, "Why don't you just stay in New Orleans? There are too many black people there."
At first, Gale nodded in apology, but then he felt something was wrong and said with a weird expression, "William, what do you mean? What do you mean there are so many black people in New Orleans?"
"Literally. Stop talking nonsense and return me one thousand dollars first. I hope that when Lisa finds her life partner in the future, she will still value love. Otherwise, her future partner will be too sad." Sheffield stretched out his hand to ask for the dollars that belonged to him.
Dollars or not is a small matter. Although Gail cannot be compared with Sheffield's family, he doesn't care about this little money. But now he thinks Sheffield is being hypocritical and taking the moral high ground. While taking out the money, he said, "You and Edith Rockefeller are no more excessive than I am."
"Did you see that?" Sheffield bared his teeth, like a mad dog possessed, and tapped the table with his fingers, saying word by word, "She was the one who came to see me, what does this have to do with me?"
A newspaper was directly in front of Sheffield. Gail held the newspaper in one hand and made a gesture of invitation with the other hand, saying, "I didn't write this. Let me make it clear first that I am deeply indignant about these bastards' rumors. Please don't be angry."
Pulling the newspaper over, Sheffield read it at a glance under Gail's gaze. It was about the divorce of Mrs. Edith Rockefeller and the future relationship between the two families...
"What does this have to do with me? Do you think I am you?" Sheffield threw the newspaper on the table. "These tabloids focus on what happens inside pants every day. If they don't write like this, how can they sell their books?"
"I didn't say it had anything to do with you!" Gail counted the money quickly, and soon he counted the amount. He clapped his hands twice and handed it to Sheffield, saying, "One thousand dollars. Thank you for your help. I will compensate her for her life. As long as she doesn't make trouble, it's fine."
"You've been to Paris for further studies? It seems you want to have a mistress!" Sheffield sneered, but still cherished the friendship between the two for the sake of money.
Before the proletariat unites, the rulers must first unite, so that they can respond. But then again, why haven't Laura, Carter and the others come yet?
The introduction of some regulations will naturally be known to everyone through media reports, but Sheffield wants to know something that is not a regulation, so it needs to act in secret.
Simply, he wasn't allowed to wait too long. Considering the speed of trains in that era, a few hours of delay was completely acceptable. What was unacceptable was that these people were a whole day late.
"There was a fight around the train station, so we were delayed." Several Texas Club members who came to the villa explained the reason for the delay after seeing Sheffield, "You didn't have to wait so long."
"Someone's dead? That's good news!" Sheffield is a man without any sympathy. Not only is he indifferent to ordinary people, he is also stupid to his companions. He has no intention of comforting them. "They've all been arrested?"
"Sheriff Rochet has already arrested the man, and the rest is not our responsibility." Laura wiped her sweat and complained, "I just had a few days of rest and you arrested me. I was born to work hard."
Sheffield curled his lips and said, "Stop complaining. Do you know that I want to grab some labor? Can the people who come here besiege Houston? There are many people who come to me on their own initiative. Even if I sleep with their wives in front of them, they are willing. Fortunately, I am a moral role model. If it were Gale, I would probably not live for more than three years."
"What does this have to do with me, William? You're going too far!" Gail thought it had nothing to do with him, but Sheffield dragged him out and criticized him again. What had he done to offend anyone?
Pah! Sheffield clapped his hands to show that he was not talking nonsense anymore, and asked the people who were still exhausted, "Is everything going well? Can we expand the quota a little bit?"
There is at least one thing in common between Eastern and Western prisons, that is, no matter what prison it is, too many people cannot die. After some investigation, Sheffield has realized that this year's quota has exceeded the quota. Of course, he can also handle the matter without anyone noticing, but he is not that kind of person. As a gentleman who stands in the sun, he does not want to hide in the dark corners, and he always keeps in mind the respect for the law.
So the state government must cooperate with itself and come up with new standards to give private prisons some freedom. This is what Sheffield wants to do.
"How come there's still more than a month left in this year and the quota has already been reached, and even exceeded by a lot?" Carter asked in confusion, "Is there something wrong with the management? You should check it out."
"What is there to check? It's not a public university. It's a prison. Is a person still a human being in prison? Everything that makes him human is gone. Prisons naturally have their own rules, and our management is all professional!" Sheffield denied the possible problems in the prison and said there were absolutely no problems. "The number of people this year is a little larger, and there may be a little more community labor. In addition, some juvenile offenders died of illness. It was obviously their physical problem, and it had nothing to do with my family. I went in to investigate, and it is a beautiful place full of poetry and painting."
"Other families sponsor universities to cultivate talents for the United States. My family sponsors police and prisons for the stability and order of the United States. This kind of work is equal." Sheffield poured out his grievances, as if he was possessed by Meng Jiangnu. "You can't blame me for not having a juvenile prison. You know that land prices are so high now. It's not the same as before. Putting them together with adults will also help them grow."
"But can't you think of a way to get rid of the Mexican prisoners instead?" Carter suggested after thinking for a long time while sitting there.
"It has been eliminated. The current quota is all for citizens of the United States." Sheffield raised his eyebrows and said in a gloomy tone, "Why not ask you for help? Just like the criminals you met at the train station, weren't they sent to my family's prison in the end? My family helps the state government manage criminals, but you never say a word of thanks and keep harassing us? If you don't even give us a place to die, what's the point of having a state government?"
(End of this chapter)
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