"Everyone's future?"

Mike Lang was obviously frightened by Tang Yunyang's words. He couldn't believe that the problem of just Chinese laborers could be so serious. What was the problem?

Tang Yunyang leaned comfortably on the broken sofa next to the fire, looking at Mike Lang who was extremely shocked by his words.

"Just like the construction of a factory, if we use French workers, although we have to admit that their technology or ability to operate machines is quite good. But you didn't expect that if we use them, as our factory expands, the cost will increase

Getting bigger and bigger, such as their salary and some other benefits..."

Yes, there are trade unions in France, and their power is not a little bit powerful. Mike Lang knows this very well, but for the rapid development of the factory, aren't they the only force that can be relied on now!

"But Chinese labor does not have these conditions, so if we want to make a fortune, we have to rely on Chinese labor. Just like the construction of this factory, if we use Chinese labor, we can use all the time every day without having to stop work at night.

As for training them into qualified workers, isn’t that a very difficult thing?”

Although Mike Lang is often obsessed with money, he is not a stupid person. While thinking about Tang Yunyang's words, he followed his train of thought.

"Oh, I see, they don't have the protection of a union, they're cheaper and they're easier to manage. Then we hire some French workers to supervise and teach them...!"

Tang Yunyang shook the hand holding the cigarette and continued: "Not only that, but we can arrange for them to live in some relatively simple houses within the factory area, just like military camps. Not too many, and they will become skilled workers in half a year.

workers, and they belong only to us. Just think, my dear brother, then..."

Mike Lang was a little excited when he thought about the prospect of doing this. It belongs only to them, has no union protection, will not cause trouble and strikes, and can be paid off with a little payment...!

"At that time, we will recruit more workers from China, and then..."

A group of employees who have no protection, no more requirements, and are only loyal to this factory, just think about it...

"Then what?……"

Just when Mike Lang was excited about Tang Yunyang's idea, Tang Yunyang stopped abruptly and turned to ask Mike Lang another question that he had never expected.

"What do you think of China? Or what do you think of us Chinese?"

"China? What do I think of China?"

Mike Lang was stunned for a moment and thought about this question in his mind.

"China...Hometown..."

The ecstatic expression on Mike Lang's face faded as he looked forward to the wonderful future of making money. He raised his head and tried to recall the China in his mind.

As a member of the generation who was born and raised in the United States, he is surrounded by almost all white people, and the people he comes into contact with are almost all white people.

The indisputable fact is that as a yellow person, life in a country with a tradition of racial discrimination like the United States is not very comfortable. Growing up, Mike Lang has been treated unfairly because of his skin color. This is also

One of the reasons he came to France to fight in the war.

"No, I don't know very well! I only know that it is an ancient and declining empire. It is a country full of lust and unrest. There... I hate it there, and I hate all the people there!"

Tang Yunyang listened to Mike Lang's intermittent narration, mixed with curses and complaints, about the unfair treatment that he and other Chinese had encountered.

Although on the surface Mike Lang seemed to be full of resentment for that land, to the point of gnashing his teeth, it seemed that everything he encountered came from that country.

But if there is no love, where can there be hatred? Isn’t it true that love is all it takes to blame someone for their faults?

"So, my brother! I think it's time for all of this to change, and this change starts with you, my brother!"

"Start with me?"

Tang Yunyang's words shocked Mike Lang again. He didn't believe that Tang Yunyang actually regarded him as powerful as God.

"Yes, my brother! If history is correct, the war in Europe will not end until 1918, so we still have a few years to prepare. By then we will have a huge weapons industry and a

Almost unlimited money. Finally, we need to have a warrior who can fight every battle.

And here, on the battlefield in Europe, is where our future begins, do you understand? Now you understand why I want the French army to establish an experimental army, my plan..."

When Tang Yunyang revealed his plan to Mike Lang, Mike Lang's inner surprise could not be expressed in words at all, because the scale of this idea was really unbelievable.

"So, not only do we need Chinese workers, but we also need more Chinese soldiers, and it will all start from here..."

As he spoke, Tang Yunyang stood up and waved his hand to the place where the machines were placed, as if those were not machines but warriors waiting for the day ahead, the elite soldiers he, Tang Yunyang, had gathered for the future of China.

Mike Lang raised his head and looked at Tang Yunyang.

At this moment, his face was emitting a certain kind of brilliance under the dim light. And his eagle-like gaze seemed to have penetrated far away in time and space, and he saw the person he once talked about who was developing at a high speed.

, the rising China.

"My God, how can this guy rely on Chinese workers to make a fortune!...He...my God, he is a careerist!"

Suddenly, Mike Lang understood the difference between Tang Yunyang and the other Chinese people he saw here.

"He comes from the rising China. Compared with the Chinese here, he has more passion and more pursuit of dignity. He wants to change history! Can this also be changed?"

(This book was first published at 17k) Buxiao Sheng A Group: 35761481 For a moment, Mike Lang, who had never heard of the theory of relativity, was entangled in the confusion of time and space and his longing for the future.

It's natural that he, who only knows a little bit about mechanics, would have difficulty understanding this extremely complex academic proposition. Like most Americans' problems, he immediately put aside these too vague ideas and thought of some

Something more realistic.

Mike Lang drank the coffee in the cup in one gulp and put it on the stove.

"Yeah, if it weren't for this guy, I would probably be poor all my life. As long as I can make a fortune, I can change it. It's no big deal!"

"Okay, I agree to use Chinese workers, tomorrow..."

"You have to go to the police station tomorrow!"

Tang Yunyang interrupted Mike Lang and told him what he had just encountered on the way back.

"Think about it, what kind of guy this will be. Or maybe we will meet someone useful."
Chapter completed!