Chapter 683: If you can't even eat, what qualifications do you have to have a stance?

The moment almost everyone's gaze was focused on Hope, a sense of joy grew from the inside out in his body!

This is the feeling of being valued; this is the realization of the Federal Dream!

He bowed slightly, acting like a social elite who had acquired higher education, although from others' perspectives, his mannerisms were slightly pretentious.

"Willing to serve you gentlemen!"

But just as Mr. Charles said, now, Hope is the key, and people also returned with slightly concealed smiles, or undisguised hypocritical smiles.

Hope didn't take this to heart; he knew that when his value was fully reflected, these people would look at him squarely.

Just as he wouldn't truly respect a certain teenager among the refugees, unless he could bring him huge benefits.

Mr. Charles didn't care about Hope's performance; he smiled and said, "We need more casualties and opposition; you know what to do!"

Hope nodded, "I will get this done!"

Mr. Charles glanced at the latest technology on his wrist, a wristwatch with a calendar function, "I hope to see these things within two or three days."

"No problem, Mr. Charles..."

Then he was temporarily sent away by Mr. Charles on the grounds of "needing to work"; he had to go to work, instead of sitting here like these gentlemen, where sitting is work.

When the door closed again, one of the gentlemen couldn't help but ask, "Do you intend to really introduce this kind of person into our circle?"

Mr. Charles, as a matter of course, raised his chin slightly and said in a slow, condescending tone, "Of course not; he doesn't have this qualification yet; he is not even as good as a Federalist!"

"I don't like the current Williams, but I have to admit that he is right in some aspects; a traitor, the lowest and most despicable person, how could he mix with us noble people?"

"After he has no utilization value, throw him out; at that time, whether it is the governor, Congress, or the Secretary of State, they all need evidence that can confirm as soon as possible that the problem was not caused by us."

"He is the most suitable one!"

As for whether this Mr. Hope would bite back randomly after being caught?

They are not worried, because he absolutely cannot be caught alive; it can only be after he is dead.

Dead people don't talk, and they also believe that the people above want a reason, not a reason that can talk.

"Let's arrange this matter this way first; it's almost the New Year, we have to prepare."

Mr. Charles's gaze kept turning on these people's faces, "Facts have proven that whoever is mayor is unreliable; only our own people can be mayor, so I have an idea."

"After Williams is kicked out, let's choose a mayor from among us, and then the candidate for this mayor will always be born among us."

"New Jincheng can be branded with the Wade family's brand, can be branded with the Williams family's brand, why can't it be branded with our brand?"

"Lans's Empire Chamber of Commerce gave me an idea; we can also establish a 'New Jincheng Chamber of Commerce', integrate the resources in our hands, and let it exert stronger power."

"Business, politics, culture, more fields!"

"We can completely monopolize all industries and markets in the entire New Jincheng, and then expand it to other places."

"Eventually establish a commercial empire with us as the core!"

Everyone in the room was moved by his words and ideas, their hearts pounding.

Monopoly is always the most profitable business.

About thirty to forty years ago, in the era when the per capita wage was one dollar, how were those financial magnates with a net worth of over one billion born?

The answer is simple: monopoly.

They don't even need to monopolize too many industries; they only need to monopolize a part of the industries, letting every Federalist pay them ten cents a week, just like the dream every Federalist has had.

Then they could have millions in revenue every week; a month is four million, a year is nearly fifty million, and ten years is five hundred million.

Even if the profit is only thirty-three percent, that is a profit of one hundred and seventy million; it doesn't even need ten years; six years, and one billion in assets can be achieved.

If saying it this way is too exaggerated, twenty percent of Federalists need to pay them this fee, and it would only take thirty years.

As long as a monopoly can be formed, one generation, or even less than one generation, can achieve a super leap in class!

What's more, the current Federal economic development is much better than thirty or forty years ago; thirty or forty years ago they could have a scale of over one billion, what about now?

Per capita income has increased forty-fold; is it not difficult for them to want to achieve ten billion?

Everyone was attracted by Mr. Charles's bait; even if they knew there might be a fishhook behind the bait, they wanted to take a bite at this time!

"How is this equity distributed?" someone asked.

Mr. Charles being able to propose this idea at this time shows that he already has a comprehensive plan.

"In terms of equity, it is divided into three parts; Congress probably needs fifteen to twenty percent, the state government, the legislature, and the local Social Party internally probably have another fifteen to twenty percent, and then the naval base side, we need to take out at least five to ten percent share."

"They might be a threat to us, but they might also be an important layer of protection."

Everyone agreed with this quite a bit; the military is a group of people who are very unreasonable and also a very dictatorial institution; tying them to the chariot only has benefits, no harm.

"So at most only fifty percent can be left for us to divide, and this fifty percent, based on the estimated value of our total invested enterprises, I, as the host, additionally request three percent of the equity; that's not too much, right?"

Others looked at each other; for the three percent of a roadside bakery, they didn't think it was too much, because three percent is at most a few hundred dollars.

But if the "New Jincheng Chamber of Commerce" can really be established as Mr. Charles said, monopolizing all walks of life here, then this three percent might be three percent of a ten-billion empire.

Let alone three percent, they would want to fight for three-thousandths.

Seeing these people silent, he was not disappointed or otherwise; everyone is a businessman, naturally understanding that they are just fighting for their own interests.

"Let's set it this way first; in short, my plan is roughly like this; as for the details, you can also consider them; after this matter is over, we will discuss it again."

At this time, Hope didn't know that in the future New Jincheng and even the state of Liklai, there was simply no place for him, and even the gentlemen in the room didn't allow him to live.

Being valued and becoming the focus made him think he had become one of them, even if it was the most marginal, the most peripheral.

He was the same as those who had just come to the Federation, still believing that as long as he worked hard, he could always realize his Federal Dream.

But they actually didn't understand at all that with the conservative degree of this country and society, they simply didn't allow the first generation of immigrants to succeed.

The second generation is also difficult; perhaps the third generation, the fourth generation, or even the fifth generation, those who look completely like Federalists, and only when introducing themselves wanting to get more support will say "I have one-thirty-second" or "I have one-sixty-fourth" of some bloodline, can they be allowed to succeed.

But before that, they had better honestly contribute two or three generations for the Federalists and for Federal society.

Hope, who returned to his house, immediately gathered his subordinates, "You all already know about the events of these two days; we are facing the worst situation since coming to the Federation!"

His face was full of serious and solemn expressions, and the people in the room also became serious one by one.

Boni stood in the middle of the crowd; he had previously gained attention because he knew some Federalists and could help refugees introduce jobs.

However, recently Hope heard that he had some conflicts with Federalists for some reason and lost that job, so he was not as valued as before.

Seeing that he still knew many people, Hope continued to let him stay here; after all, this social activist also needed people to surround him.

"Federalists have never treated us as human beings from the beginning; we just wanted to express some of our views, and because of this, many people died."

"It's not just here that this is the case; I learned about it, and all the fellow brothers and sisters in the Federation are living very badly." "Federalists undisguisedly discriminate against us, are hostile to us, and hurt us!"

"We can no longer remain silent!"

"If we choose to remain silent again in the face of this disaster, they will only hurt us twice as much, because they know we won't speak out!"

"I am not a truly strong person; I also have things I fear: pain, injury, death, many things."

"But I am willing to become a strong person for my brothers and sisters, fearless of everything that makes me uneasy!"

Hope's eyes hid light and stars; many young people were so excited by his words that they clenched their fists. At this moment, if he asked them to rush toward the next copper wall and iron fortress, or even a chariot, they would rush forward with their bodies without hesitation!

Young souls were brainwashed by this seemingly righteous thought, and Boni was also excited with a flushed face.

Karl, who was once lost in his ideals, was just like him now, lost in the grander ideals woven by Hope!

Hope took a deep breath, slightly easing his excited emotions, "I heard that the state government and the federal government have both started to pay attention to this matter."

"The Slard ambassador to the Federation also talked to the Secretary of State about the tragedy that happened here; now people all over the country are paying attention to the situation here."

"This is an opportunity, brothers and sisters, an opportunity for us to show our suffering to people, and also to show people our beautiful hearts that still pursue ideals in suffering."

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"Whether for ourselves or for our brothers and sisters all over the Federation, we must stand up!"

"If we don't act and wait for others to act first, perhaps no one will ever advocate justice for us!"

"We must stand up ourselves, become the warrior who shoulders the future, and hold up a piece of sky for our families, friends, and compatriots!"

"We need a larger-scale rally to attract the attention of the whole world, so that everyone realizes one point: we are not weak, and we have the courage to face them!"

He felt the atmosphere was right, the emotions were right, so he started to assign tasks. Soon everyone received their tasks: organizing manpower, making banners, or other things.

Boni also had his own work; he knew many people, and Hope asked him to find more people; the more people, the stronger the power of this parade and demonstration!

Boni had no hesitation about this and agreed.

He read the newspaper and also heard from some people about the situation that day.

Their workers couldn't bear the torture, abuse, exploitation, and whipping of the Federalists; they just resisted a little and were heavily beaten by them.

Others just wanted to save their companions but were shot by the police who arrived.

He subconsciously ignored some facts; those dead Federalists, of course, some people said those people were actually not Federalists at all, but dead refugees in disguise.

He believed it was necessary now, and he must stand up to contribute his strength to change the living environment of his compatriots!

After these people left, those who remained were some of Hope's true confidants, some people who had the same dreams as him and wanted to become superior people in the Federation.

They participated in the core plan, inciting riots, but some of them didn't expect the consequences to be so serious.

At this time, Hope kept them behind, and these people all remained silent.

This attitude was actually not very good. Hope laughed twice, letting the atmosphere ease slightly, "Are you afraid?"

Some didn't speak, and some couldn't help but say, "They will really shoot!"

Hope shook his head, "I didn't expect this point either."

"But this time we still need to do something."

That person couldn't help but say again, "What if they shoot at us?"

Who can explain this kind of thing clearly?

Maybe the Federalists really don't care about anything and must kill them; what then?

Life is so precious; their ideal is to become superior people, not to become a pile of ashes!

Mr. Hope pursed his lips; being questioned in front of so many people, he actually had no face.

He felt very uncomfortable in his heart, even annoyed, but he didn't show it; his face even had some soothing smiles, "This time you won't be that dangerous, because you need to play the role of Federalists."

The people in the room were all stunned, "Play the role of Federalists?"

Hope nodded, "We all know that those big shots are paying attention to the situation here; do you think Mayor Williams and that group of people wouldn't know?"

"They certainly know better than us, and they are also very likely to appease us as much as possible, rather than provoke us."

"But this is not what we see; if the opposition between our two sides becomes eased, all our previous sacrifices will have lost their meaning."

"We must let the conflict break out again!"

He looked at these people, as if he saw his former self, and saw the greed hidden deep in their hearts.

"After doing this well, the federal government will soon respond; the big shots in the Bay Area told me that they will find a way to urge the state government to establish an advisory office."

"A 'Slard Immigration Issues Advisory Office', and there will even be one in the federal government; at that time, we will be the consultants of this department, proper Federal politicians."

"We can obtain Federal citizenship, then join their political party, and use this status to realize our dreams!"

"Whether you want wealth, status, or the freedom you have always wanted to pursue, it can satisfy you!"

The eyes of the people in the room suddenly lit up; if what Hope said was true, then they could completely give it a try!

They had already learned the attitude of the Federalists from the press conference.

As long as they are not refugees, they will be relatively tolerant.

As for manufacturing "bloody cases" again, it might cause more compatriots, brothers, and sisters to be injured or even die?

For a better future, a little sacrifice is always necessary.

Once the advisory office is established, they become "Slard problem experts", and they can help others live better!

Seeing that they were no longer resisting, Hope immediately started telling them what to do...

Returning to his residence, Boni started to contact the friends who had left the "company" with him.

He told them about Hope's ideas and asked them to recruit more people.

Although this matter didn't have to be done immediately, it couldn't be too long, otherwise it would lose its timeliness.

Mr. Charles gave Hope two or three days; he tightened it up, hoping that at the latest the day after tomorrow, he could gather more than five thousand people!

A rally of five thousand people is not small; a large black area, and if they hold banners or something, it is even more like covering the sky and the sun.

Boni did this very seriously, but what he didn't know was that after one of his little partners agreed to help him recruit some people to participate in this rally, he ran directly to Karl's side.

This guy's life became very bad after following Boni out; first of all, he had to buy his own food, and it was not like before, when he could take food back from the company to his family.

The huge gap in life made him have some dissatisfaction with Boni's decision, but as a young man, if he ran back after coming out without doing anything, he couldn't stand the face himself.

This conflict between refugees and locals made him more urgent; the lives of refugees are indeed too worthless, and he didn't want to be the one sacrificed in some similar activity.

It's just that he had never thought of a reason or excuse to go back, but at this time, Boni sent a good reason!

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 684 =====