Chapter 540 The Birth of Plastic
"It's not that unacceptable, right?" Looking at Gu Cheng's pale face, Sheffield did not forget to tease, "You are Chinese, you should have a stronger mentality."
"What does this have to do with being Chinese?" Gu Cheng bent over with his hands on his knees and took several deep breaths. He didn't know if it was a psychological effect, but he could still smell the faint smell of barbecue.
"Of course this comes from your rich history. Every time there is chaos in your country, it is very normal for the population to be halved. With such a heritage, how can you not have a strong psychological quality?" Seeing that he had been nauseated for a long time but hadn't vomited anything, Sheffield patted Gu Cheng on the back and asked, "How does it feel to kill white people? Is it very satisfying? Tell me how it feels."
"Boss." If Gu Cheng was just feeling unwell just now, his face now turned pale with fright. This time when he came to the United States, he clearly felt that Sheffield was different from before.
"Look how scared you are. If the Industrial Revolution hadn't existed, your Qing Dynasty would still be the sovereign of the Eastern world, and the confidence of the entire country would be completely different. It's normal for you to have a grudge against white people." Sheffield smiled and said calmly, "You must feel very happy after killing a few Yankees just now. This world is like this, you kill me and I kill you. Who can guarantee that they can stay strong forever? No one! But in this era, it is obvious who is strong, and there is nothing you can do even if you don't accept it."
Gu Cheng did not say anything, waiting quietly for Sheffield's next words. "In fact, I don't have any feelings for those eight Yankees. Their brains are broken. Not only are they white in skin but they are black in heart, they are also against the great United States. These people all deserve to die. I just want to tell you, don't trust the countries around you too much. Heretics are always more hateful than pagans. For example, the Japanese who look similar to you, sometimes it's better not to know them if you are too familiar with them. If you are too familiar with them, you will have no scruples when you attack them. It's just like an obvious fact in the war, any civil war is more cruel than going to war with a foreign country."
Sheffield is now watching the Qing Dynasty taking its last breath and fulfilling its historical responsibilities. But the following free fall may disappoint Gu Cheng.
The first group that is about to take power is the Beiyang clique, which is a group of elite troops accumulated at the end of the Qing Dynasty. As for the later Cannon Party, it is better not to mention it, and Gu Cheng will be disappointed for many years.
If we really want to compare the Beiyang and the Cannon Party, Sheffield feels that the Beiyang is more reliable than the Cannon Party. Although it has been influenced by some traditional culture with some dross, it has not lost its integrity. As for the Tongmenghui that is jumping up and down now, it started with empty talk and ended with empty talk. The reason why it still has a good reputation is that it has been beautified by the Republic.
Sheffield didn't want the Chinese in the Philippines, a group he created himself, to interfere with history, so he almost told them to stay in the Philippines and pay some money. If they didn't want to be lonely, the United Company had a human experiment project and was short of test subjects. If the slave owner felt that something was wrong, he would be willing to do anything.
"I have some friendship with the Governor-General of the Philippines. If you are not honest, your hard-earned stable life may be over. Think about your two concubines, they are so young and have a long life ahead of them. The Tongmenghui is obviously pro-Japanese. The Philippines is a colony of the United States. If you make a mistake on this point, I will react faster than the federal government." After giving the other party a warning, Sheffield knew when to stop. After all, China would have developed well without these Chinese workers. Is it your turn to come out and add fuel to the fire?
If slave owners can make Chinese people kill citizens of the United States, then the opposite is not impossible.
The reason why Gu Cheng had to come in person this time was simply to make an example of him. As with his brother-in-law, he didn't have the time to visit them one by one to have a heart-to-heart talk. Doing both things at once would save time.
From this point of view, the eight Yankee night soil collectors died a worthy death. It was even more gratifying to think that the molten steel could be used to build the country. In Edith Rockefeller's villa, because the weather turned cold, Edith Rockefeller took her two children to New Orleans. The huge villa temporarily belonged to the slave owner. In front of Ogle, Sheffield also called Arlington and talked to Natalia about meeting his brother-in-law.
"Actually, Ogle is not as difficult to get along with as I imagined. I even treated him to a barbecue." Sheffield glanced at his brother-in-law while holding the phone, and continued to talk on the phone with his younger sister. "Nothing's wrong. I'll be back soon. There's no conflict. He's still your brother after all."
Sheffield was in a good mood. To some extent, he had made his brother-in-law, who had been jumping around in recent years, understand the hierarchy of the United States. This was something a reporter should understand. But Ogle was obviously not as smart as his sister. He was a little idealistic. The slave owner even considered sending Ogle to Siberia to build the Soviet Union after the Russian Revolution in a few years.
After hanging up the phone, Sheffield looked at Ogle and asked with a smile, "Natalia has recovered well. By the way, I heard that you married a New York girl and have a lovely child. Don't worry, before Jesla brought you here, he told him that you were on a business trip recently. We are all family. How could I really use you to make steel?"
"They are innocent!" Ogle said with a hint of timidity. Apparently, the whole process of the Great Steel Production Campaign finally allowed his brother-in-law's intelligence to take the upper hand again. At least now he spoke very politely.
"It's serious. You are Natalia's brother." Sheffield waved his hand casually. "You must have misunderstood me. I hate bloody things the most. How could I do anything to other people's family? Even if something happened, it was usually others who provoked me first. If some people like you really hate me, they can just pretend that I don't exist. You obviously don't like me but still keep jumping around. Tell me in your conscience, do you blame me for this accident?"
With his head hanging like a defeated rooster, Ogle whispered, "It's my fault. I shouldn't hate the rich."
"That's right. Without our family, how could you serfs have a place to stand in such a good place as Texas? My money is also hard-earned money. The vast Atlantic Ocean is my testimony. How many people died in Haiti? At that time, sharks followed the transport ships. This is not a joke!" Sheffield spoke righteously, giving a new definition to hard-earned money.
"As for you, you can write articles to curse the federal government and criticize New York State, and no one will care. Isn't that the role of the government? But as a senior dung collector, you can't be like a child and curse everyone. We are all adults, and we should understand some things after being beaten by society. This country cannot be changed by writing some headlines. You should write some pornographic news, shocking, boiling, American Century, etc. That's what you should do. Don't make trouble for us, the masters of this country, there is no benefit in doing so, I can bury you with money."
"With your trilobite-like brain, I don't want to talk to you anymore." Sheffield threw a newspaper over. The New York Daily News reported that a serial killer had recently appeared in the city, specifically targeting journalists. The police shot him dead on the spot during the arrest process. We have reason to believe that the recent disappearance of journalists is related to him. We hereby call on journalists to be a vulnerable group and should be protected by the judiciary.
If the body is not found, it can only be considered a missing person case. Sheffield believes that even a shrewd detective would not be able to find even a single cell. Moreover, the rate of solving crimes in the United States has always been so touching, so it is normal that there is no answer.
Besides, wasn’t the suspect shot dead on the spot? Immediately, there would be a bunch of reports praising the New York Police Department and praising the police for their decisive handling of the matter.
"Come back to Arlington with me. Natalia will be very happy. You should be able to return to New York by then, right?" Sheffield looked at his brother-in-law who was like a student being scolded, and spoke in a tone that seemed to be a negotiation but was actually an order. In the end, he successfully achieved his goal. Well, that's good. If the brother-in-law can change his ways, they can continue to be relatives in the future.
This time the slave owners won a great victory. After taking over the DuPont family's chemical industry, they immediately began to make targeted adjustments. After completing the initial adjustments, they merged with the related industries of the United Company to form the Sheffield United Chemical Company.
This was just the beginning. Sheffield immediately found the next acquisition target, Baekeland, a chemist who had just invented plastic. Baekeland made this plastic public at a meeting of the New York branch of the American Chemical Society. In fact, celluloid was invented earlier than phenolic plastic, but it was made from chemically treated cotton and other cellulose-containing plant materials. The characteristics of phenolic plastic: insulation, stability, wear resistance, corrosion resistance, non-flammability, good rigidity, small deformation, and heat resistance.
Plastic can almost be regarded as the alchemy of the early 20th century. Its emergence has far-reaching significance. However, Baekeland obviously destroyed the overall environment. He even wanted to use his weak capital to grow and develop slowly. This kind of behavior of eating alone made Sheffield despise it very much. The United Chemical Company, which was just merged by the slave owners, must not start off with failure.
"The advent of this thing can be said to bring about a huge emerging market. It would be a big loss if we can't get it." Sheffield pinched his waist, his eyes swept over Sharma who was eating grass not far away, his tone full of greed.
"Is there really such great potential?" Annie, who was wearing a white dress, pursed her lips and said with a little disbelief, "With the current strength of the United Company, will it be affected?"
(End of this chapter)
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