Chapter 160 Verbal Confrontation
Sheffield himself didn't mind how others addressed him, but it aroused Evelin's hatred. Although Sheffield said that she had a sense of justice, it was also based on who she was being treated. Her boss was insulted for no reason, which made her very angry. "Why are these people like this?"
"If I go there in a police uniform, I will probably be respected a lot, but I'm not one of those bastards who wear dog skins." In Sheffield's eyes, the police are just bodyguards in uniform. They are a department that serves him, nothing more.
However, in every dynasty, the people of every generation have always been afraid of the government. Chinese people look down on businessmen in their bones. There is no way to change this. In fact, looking down on businessmen is a common phenomenon in the world today. Even in Europe, the center of the world, many ordinary people look down on businessmen.
Do you think that everywhere is a beacon of capitalism? Currently, the only country where money worship dominates the mainstream of society is the United States, where huge amounts of wealth are admired rather than reviled. Sheffield will definitely live up to this admiration and realize his ideals as soon as possible, building a solid ceiling for the United States so that these ordinary people will never be able to climb up.
Therefore, the Pacific coast has become extremely important. In Sheffield's eyes, his current behavior is no less important than when his grandfather moved his family from New Orleans and established a foothold in Texas, which was still very desolate at the time. This is a crucial step for the Sheffield family, which should not have existed in history.
Now he had to complete the second step. Only by taking this step and successfully gaining a foothold on the Pacific coast could he have the capital to compete with the Yankees. On the one hand, as the heir to a large company, he shamelessly sent a telegram to Arlington, saying that he needed a certain amount of manpower, not workers, but employees of the Black Gold Company.
As a Dixie native who had just arrived on the West Coast, he had no feelings for the two million West Coast citizens. Even if they all died, he wouldn't frown. However, his own safety was very important. Speak when it's time.
What's more, a little force is really needed to intimidate some bastards, such as the middle-aged man who is talking nonsense in front of him, wearing a white shirt on the upper body and overalls on the lower body, and is chattering like a local bastard.
The California Workers Party is actually a non-governmental organization, similar to the KKK, but it mainly focuses on safeguarding the interests of the working class. Sheffield kept nodding his head, thinking, what the hell does it have to do with me?
I have traveled the thirteen southern states. What kind of people have I not seen? I chatted and laughed with Rockefeller and DuPont? Who do you think you are? How dare you speak nonsense in front of me? Have you washed the mud from under your feet?
Of course, Sheffield was just thinking in his heart that human rights are granted by nature, and there is nothing wrong with them coming to talk to the ugly capitalists for the benefit of their country's working class.
"Mr. William, we know that you are a very wealthy and generous man, but can you consider the rights of your country's citizens? Why do you want to hire outsiders?" The simple worker representative burst into tears in front of Sheffield, saying that he could not understand why the social elites were so disregarding of the overall situation. Obviously, the other party had said this many times, otherwise he would not have said it so seamlessly and without any slip of the tongue.
Sheffield's guess was not wrong at all. This worker representative had really said similar things to different capitalists many times. The earliest one could even be traced back to ten years ago. He had also seen many capitalists who ignored the overall situation.
"Then what do you want to do?" Sheffield felt a little funny when he saw this scene. He never thought that he would encounter such a thing one day and actually stand on the opposite side of the broad working class. He really let down the teachings of his teachers in school in his previous life.
"Boss, our workers also need this job!" Finally, the worker representative said righteously, "Behind every hard-working worker is a family."
"Oh?" Sheffield blinked to show that he understood what the other party meant, then took out the English version of the job advertisement and placed it on the table. The first item was that the working hours were 16 hours and the monthly salary was 15 US dollars. Seeing the worker representative pick up the job advertisement, Sheffield smacked his lips and said, "If you workers can do this, I will stop recruiting immediately and let you go to work."
"This? Aren't these conditions too harsh?" The worker representatives looked at the job notice carefully, and they were a little doubtful that if they went back to ten years ago, would anyone still be willing to do this kind of job under these conditions?
"You can't get the job advertisement back. A piece of paper is expensive!" Sheffield took the job advertisement back unceremoniously, saying with a look of disdain, "There is so much land in California. You can just buy a piece of land and grow crops yourself. You don't need to compete with illegal immigrants for jobs. In the final analysis, isn't it just laziness? If those Chinese workers had the same right to buy land as you, you wouldn't even have enough to eat or even to drink."
"Do you think I look down on you? I tell you, I don't even want to pay this little money. Back then, the labor force in our family was free. With a gun pointed at their heads, who would dare not work? How can a gangster like you talk like that in front of me?" Sheffield stood up with his hands on his waist and sternly accused the California Workers Party of greed. They left no profit for the capitalists and only knew how to blame and hate the rich without thinking about what they had done wrong.
"The citizens of the United States all fought to establish their country, and they have the frugality and diligence of the Puritans. At least I don't see that in you, but I see it in the Chinese workers."
As a representative of the California Workers' Party, the visitor felt that he was used to the shamelessness of capitalists. However, this was the first time he had seen such a shameless capitalist with such a huge accumulation of knowledge.
Before he could react, Sheffield was ready to see him off. At this moment, Evelyn, dressed in a small uniform, came in, smiled at the visitor in a friendly manner, handed the telegram to Sheffield and said, "It's from Arlington."
"All of them?" Sheffield raised his eyebrows. Not a lot? He said to the worker representatives who had not left yet, "You people can't even see the danger in front of you. You only focus on the little profits every day. Let me ask you, the Chinese workers are across the Pacific Ocean, and this group itself will not settle in the United States. They will leave after they finish their work. On the other side of the border, the Spanish-speaking Mexicans not only don't leave after they come, but also want to settle here. Who do you think is the greater threat?"
"Those Mexicans won't steal your jobs? What's so scary about Chinese workers? I can recognize who is a Chinese worker at a glance, but I can't tell who is a Mexican at a glance, but they are still stealing your job opportunities without anyone noticing. We are all next to Mexico, so why don't you Californians have any vigilance? Huh?"
"This?" The worker representative was stunned. This was different from the negotiation he had imagined. It seemed that on certain things, the young boss still stood from his own perspective, but it was a more grand perspective.
"What's this? They can't even guard the border. Many outstanding soldiers of the United States have sacrificed their lives. Now their hometowns have been stolen. This has become a joke." Sheffield accused impatiently, including the California Workers Party, of being short-sighted. "Fire all the Chinese workers and replace them with Mexicans. Would you be happy? But you still have no jobs. If you can tell me how many illegal Mexican immigrants there are in California, I will talk to you about this issue next time. I'm very busy now. Do you know where the door is? Come on!"
In this confrontation between capitalists and workers' representatives, Sheffield won a complete victory with his strong attitude as an old slave owner and new capitalist. However, he knew that this was just the beginning and that he would have to work harder to subdue these Californians.
Evelyn witnessed the second half of the confrontation, in which the ugly capitalists beat the workers' representatives throughout the whole process and won a complete victory. The losers were ashamed and embarrassed. They were obviously young but so strong.
"What are you looking at? Do I have a flower on my face?" Sheffield suddenly looked up at Evelyn's pretty face while holding the telegram in his hand, and said smugly, "I can see that you are deeply attracted to me. Although I am the first to ask you, you are embarrassed and will definitely not admit this fact, but this is the case. Your heart will not lie to you."
“Why are you talking like that, boss!” Evelin’s neck instantly turned red, quickly spreading to her face. She said embarrassedly, “Although I was hired by you, I didn’t think much about it.”
"You're the only one who knows whether you've thought too much or not!" Sheffield said narcissistically, "There's nothing I can do about it. When I was in college, there were always girls confessing their love to me."
"Go to college?" Evelyn looked at Sheffield carefully. He didn't seem to be lying!
Of course he wasn't lying. How could anyone get into Austin's girls' school? Sheffield was easy to get into. As a boy who often showed up at a girls' school, he naturally gained a lot of favor.
No wonder he speaks so sensibly, even eloquent adults can't beat him! Evelin's eyes flashed with envy, the other person was younger than her and had gone to college, but she hadn't.
"Please take care of the recruitment at UCLA. However, I only want women for secretarial work. Men are not suitable for this job. I will personally inspect the recruitment team after I get back. If the number is not enough, the telegram from home also said that some graduates from the Austin campus will come over." Sheffield stretched his stiff neck and said, "Now my career has just started, and there will be many things to do in the future."
Three updates a day is already my limit. Even when I was writing about the Soviet Union, I didn’t update so many times in a row. I really can’t do it anymore. I feel a little tired today.
(End of this chapter)
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