Chapter 133

When they first came here, those imperial immigrants with better living conditions just watched Lanse from afar, commenting on the arrival of a stranger.

When he came for the second time, although people still didn't know him, because Mr. Qiaobafu would chat with him for a few words, some people would smile at him and then nod to show respect.

When he came for the third time, someone could already call his name, which was mainly due to Mr. Botun's publicity.

A new immigrant driving a car could give him a sense of comfort: "This is my friend, so your respect for him is equal to your respect for me."

Until now, people began to call him "Mr. Lanse," even though his age in the eyes of these middle-aged people was about the same as their children.

But they were so respectful, respectful, and even carried some awe.

They hadn't heard any bad negative rumors about Lanse. The things he did, taking some peers to make money and taking care of some illegal immigrants, had already spread in the imperial immigrant group.

The influence brought by Will's death might be expressed in this—

His death made more people curious about Lanse, wanting to understand him.

The more they understood, the more they would find that he was an upright, excellent imperial person with beautiful virtues, and people would respect him so much.

After dealing with many imperial immigrants who took the initiative to greet him and chat for a few words, Lanse noticed Mr. Qiaobafu standing aside and chatting with others, and his assistant with a blank face.

Perhaps because neither of them left a negative impression on each other during the last meeting, Mr. Qiaobafu took the initiative to walk over and shook hands with him.

When shaking hands, Mr. Qiaobafu stepped forward slightly, leaning his body and whispering to the extent that only the two of them could hear. "Amazing deeds, I heard about it, Will's matter."

Lanse just smiled, neither admitting nor denying.

If he denied to ordinary people that this wasn't done by him, then they might be suspicious, suspecting that Lanse was lying, while also suspecting that he wasn't lying.

The cause and phenomenon of this are because ordinary people have limited channels to obtain information. They cannot analyze comprehensively through information obtained from multiple channels.

In the case of a single channel, as long as they are not one hundred percent sure, they will inevitably lose their judgment.

But Mr. Qiaobafu is different. He has many channels to know what happened that night, so Lanse didn't deny it directly, but didn't admit it either.

Never admitting what wrong things you have done is also one of his experiences.

Watching Lanse rise like a new sun, this made Mr. Qiaobafu sigh that he was old!

"I heard you are doing well on the dock."

Lanse looked into his eyes somewhat surprised. An immigrant banker shouldn't pay attention to things on the dock. This is a bit strange.

This is like those presidents of big banks. They only talk to you about recent financial problems, not telling you that the belt of the factory assembly line is a bit loose recently.

Lanse didn't know what he wanted to do, so he could only chat about things without nutrition and substance first. "Actually, it's not easy to do."

"You are too humble, Lanse. We all see what you have done. You are a very special young man."

"What are your plans next?"

Lanse thought for two seconds. "I plan to solve a part of the debt package you gave me first."

This answer was beyond Mr. Qiaobafu's expectation. He was stunned for a moment. "Indeed, this is also a serious matter."

He suddenly didn't know how to talk to Lanse. In fact, he came here now, also shouldering some tasks.

In order to gain a higher status in the Mayor's camp, he must show more value than others.

He heard that Lanse was doing well on the dock, and many dock workers were mixing with him, and he also unified the work clothes for those imperial immigrants.

Maybe this is just a not-so-special thing in the eyes of others, but for Mr. Qiaobafu now, his ideological concepts have begun to change.

These workers, the influence they produce, and the most important port link in Jincheng, this is political power!

And what he lacks now is political power.

How to make Lanse's power become his own power, Mr. Qiaobafu feels a bit tricky, because this is not an ordinary young man.

Of course, he doesn't think this is hurting Lanse, after all, the "boss" above him is the biggest "head" in this city.

Absorbing Lanse, it only has benefits for him, no harm.

As for whether Lanse is willing?

He feels that Lanse will definitely be willing. This kind of opportunity is what he got after paying hundreds of thousands back and forth.

And now Lanse doesn't need to pay anything to get it.

Mr. Qiaobafu quickly changed a train of thought to open the topic. "They all say that workers are difficult to manage, but I see that you seem very relaxed there. Is there any trick?"

If Lanse hadn't been vigilant, this would be a casual chat, but he was vigilant. Regardless of what Mr. Qiaobafu said, he felt that the other party had ulterior motives.

When you have doubts about a person or a thing, unless this person dies, or this thing is directly finished, it is difficult for you not to keep doubting them.

Lanse answered with a smile. "You treat them as people, not mules and horses, and they are easy to manage."

"But if you only treat them as mules and horses, then they are the mules and horses with the worst temper."

Mr. Qiaobafu also noticed Lanse's precaution. Although he didn't understand why it would be like this, he also knew that it was not appropriate to continue chatting on these topics at this time.

He took the initiative to end the topic. "Sounds very ordinary, but very wise words, worth our thinking..."

Lanse changed the topic. "What's wrong with your assistant?"

"Every time I see him, he always looks happy. Today it is the first time he looks so serious."

Mr. Qiaobafu gave Lanse a cigarette. This was to signal them to go to the edge of the crowd to talk.

The two walked outside the crowd and lit the cigarette. "His nephew was killed."

Lanse was a bit surprised. Although Mr. Qiaobafu was very cowardly, no matter how cowardly, he was also a rich man.

"Did he encounter a robbery?"

"And then didn't give the other party the wallet, so he was accidentally killed?"

This is the only thing he can think of, however, Mr. Qiaobafu shook his head. "This matter is a long story. In short, he encountered some trouble, offended some people, and then was retaliated against."

Lanse looked into his eyes again. "Didn't you call the police?"

"I know Officer Lukaer of the Criminal Investigation Division of the City Police Department. He is a very responsible person. If the police handling the case are not so smart, you can find him and say I introduced you. He will try his best to help you."

Lanse was still very happy to find something for this old brother who was staring at him.

However, Mr. Qiaobafu's next words made him realize that this matter was not simple, and he didn't want to talk about it anymore.

"This matter ends here. Everything has passed, and we don't want to have any more twists and turns."

Lanse didn't answer, just sighed.

The two stood together silently for ten seconds. Lanse pointed to the young people's side. "Help me tell him, I hope he can mourn. I'll go over there first."

Mr. Qiaobafu looked at the place where the young people gathered and immediately gave up the position. "Of course, thank you for your comfort, I will tell him."

He reached out and shook hands with Lanse. "See you next week."

"See you next week!"

After leaving Mr. Qiaobafu, he returned to the young people's side. Robu and Sailinna seemed to be arguing in a place away from the crowd again. Eniao and Morisi and others were surrounded by others here.

They were wearing the clothes Lanse customized for them, which had a strong sense of identification, plus oil heads and hats, which made them look very energetic, and at the same time had a temperament they couldn't say.

They were all curious about Eniao and their current life. After all, they were the first batch of people who followed Lanse to "work." They all wanted to know how much money Eniao and they could earn now, and what kind of work they had.

But anyway, just the clothes on them already made many people very greedy.

Jier'er's cousin Nanxi saw Lanse walking over and took the initiative to greet him. "Where is Jier'er?"

Jier'er told Lanse that the Botun family were not good people. Mr. Botun had always asked to manage the money he earned as an uncle.

Robu (Jier'er's cousin, Mr. Botun's son) had always borrowed money from Jier'er, and didn't return it after borrowing.

Nanxi would also borrow money sometimes, but more often she ordered Jier'er to do things at home, do this and do that, and let this little cousin do everything.

The whole family seemed to have found a servant who could earn money for them and listen to orders.

Now Jier'er suddenly left, and the family who had been accustomed to that comfortable life was a bit unaccustomed.

Especially Nanxi, she hadn't done housework herself for several months. Now that Jier'er left, the housework piled up on her, and she couldn't stand it.

"He didn't come."

"Why didn't he come?" Nanxi's gaze fell on Lanse, feeling that Lanse today was exceptionally handsome.

"Because he doesn't like you!" Now he is not so handsome.

She looked at Lanse angrily. Lanse went directly past her and walked to the middle of the young people. Everyone greeted Lanse very actively and enthusiastically.

If the enthusiasm of those middle-aged people for Lanse was still stuck on "can help us solve some troubles," then the enthusiasm of the young people for Lanse came entirely from "we can also become one of them."

Eniao and Morisi, and their group were all examples.

How was their life in the past?

Eniao relied on helping young people and even some younger people to retaliate against those who bullied them, gaining some... economic assistance.

Morisi ran around all day, helping those gamblers buy things in the casino, and getting a little money to spend.

His father was a pure gambler, and his family wouldn't leave much money for him.

Others were actually about the same.

But look at now, everyone of them was wearing high-end fabric clothes, smoking forty-nine-cent cigarettes, and even carrying banknotes in their pockets!

This is the fucking federal dream!

For these young people, there is nothing more attractive than this!

"Lanse, I also want to follow you!" Someone said their inner words actively, and others echoed one after another.

Lanse smiled and raised his hand to let them quiet down. Although Nanxi was angry, she also stood on the edge of the crowd.

Because of Lanse's arrival, the argument between Robu and Sailinna also stopped. They approached a bit, wanting to hear what Lanse wanted to say.

"I don't oppose you coming to start a business with me, but have you really prepared, and is this really the path you should take?"

"We need to think before making a decision, instead of making a decision under impulse to do something that will make us regret it."

He walked to Eniao's side and pointed to his arm. "His arm was broken by someone last month. It hasn't healed yet. It still hurts, and it hurts even more on rainy days."

"You only saw him wearing beautiful clothes and having some distance from you, but you didn't think about what he paid for these."

"Everyone of us is the same. If we are unlucky, we will be beaten, injured, broken hands and feet. Are you prepared for this?"

These words made those teenagers who were originally eager to sign up fall into silence.

Lanse looked at them and continued. "If you really want to follow me, and don't care about danger, then we have to consider one more thing. Is this the most suitable method?"

"Some of you are still in school, high school. If you can study hard and go to university, not only can you bring changes to your own life and destiny, but you can also provide me with more help."

"Become a lawyer, become a doctor, or even become a judge!"

Someone suddenly said, "But we don't have money to go to university!"

Lanse looked at the person who spoke. He was not tall, a bit thin, wearing glasses. He stood on the periphery of the crowd. "If you can get into university, then the tuition fee will be borrowed by me. After you graduate from university, you can work for me to pay off this debt!"

The little guy wearing glasses suddenly showed a surprised expression, but was a bit uncertain. "Going to university costs a lot of money!"

The cost of going to university in this period is three hundred and fifty dollars. It sounds like... not much?

But according to the family standards of ordinary people in the Federation now, if they can save fifteen dollars a month, they are already quite good at living.

Three hundred and fifty dollars, nearly two years of savings, ordinary people are unlikely to be able to take out so much money.

And this is just tuition, there are also various book fees, textbook fees, extracurricular material fees... these must be purchased by the students themselves, and this part of the expenditure is far higher than the tuition fee.

Although the publishers in the Federation haven't pushed for legislation to restrict university students from buying or renting other people's textbooks and various books at this time, facing primary books of a few dollars and intermediate and advanced books of ten or twenty dollars, or even dozens of dollars, many students cannot afford them.

The federal government and society have always praised their education as leading the world, and how many inventions they have that shocked the world, but for those who receive education, this is not a very good experience.

When a student who already needs a loan to go to university comes to school, their tutor tells them that they need to take out dozens of dollars to buy various textbooks and auxiliary materials, which is a heavy blow to the vast majority of students who take loans to go to school!

Even if it is renting, it costs twenty or thirty dollars each semester, and sixty or seventy dollars a year.

And with the improvement of the grade, this expenditure will become more and more.

This little guy obviously knew the heavy cost of university. Lanse pointed to him. "All expenses are on me, but only limited to law majors, chemistry majors, medical majors."

"If you can get into a famous alliance university, regardless of what major you are, all expenses are covered by me, and there is additional financial support!"

The little guy was overjoyed. "Are you a man?"

Lanse took off his hat and tidied his hair. "No one is more of a man than me!"

This news soon spread in the crowd. On the middle-aged side, Mr. Qiaobafu was stunned for a whole moment when he heard it. Why hadn't he thought of this before?

Funding more imperial immigrants to go to university, go to good universities, and use them to weave a closer network of relationships.

Especially alliance universities, they will become alumni with the descendants of federal celebrities, and they will possess more advantages congenitally.

And these advantages can all be used by him!

He looked at Lanse, who was high-spirited in the crowd, from afar, and his perception of him changed again.

If he had some thoughts of "this is an interesting little friend" before, then now, Lanse was an equal person in his eyes.

Regardless of social status or psychologically, it was difficult for him to look down on him from a high position.

And what made him feel a bit troublesome was that he had no way now, and even in a short time, he couldn't say the same words!

This would make people feel that he did this for a purpose, or wanted to sell favor.

Only after a period of time could he do this through other methods, such as establishing a scholarship system.

Lanse didn't know that Mr. Qiaobafu's brain had passed so much content in such a short time, otherwise he would definitely be curious that he could think so much, why did he still lose so miserably.

After solving the little guy's problem, the eyes of many people looking at him were full of heat. Some people had hope for going to university, and the biggest stumbling block, poverty, had been kicked away by Lanse.

Another part, looking at Lanse's style, sincerely felt that he was cool, and wanted to become his friend, brother, family.

When leaving, Mr. Botun took the initiative to follow him with the reason of "sending Lanse."

It just so happened that Lanse also needed him at this time.

"Mr. Botun, it just so happens that there is something that needs to trouble you." After Lanse and him left the grass of Shengnaye Cathedral, he stopped him at the edge of the parking lot.

Mr. Botun looked very happy. He held his hat with both hands. "I am willing to serve you, Lanse, so what should I do?"

Lanse gave him a cigarette. "Help me go to more imperial communities to publicize. If their children can go to university, the tuition fee will be covered by me. If they can go to alliance colleges, there will be additional financial support."

He took twenty dollars out of his pocket and held it between his index finger and middle finger.

When Mr. Botun saw it, his breathing stopped for a few seconds. He tried to pull it, but didn't pull it.

He immediately realized that what he needed was to express his position!

"Of course, no problem, Lanse..."

"Mr. Lanse!" Lanse corrected himself.

Mr. Botun didn't hesitate at all. "Of course there is no problem, Mr. Lanse, I guarantee that in the shortest time, the most people will know about this!"

Listening to his expression of at least one hundred and twenty points out of one hundred, Lanse took out another ten dollars, put it together with the twenty dollars, and put it into his chest pocket. Lanse also thoughtfully pressed his pocket flat: "I am waiting to hear your good news, Mr. Botun!" ===== CHAPTER 134 =====