1928: The rise of giant merchants
Chapter 349 Are you willing?
Huixin's room was very small, with a bed and a wooden cabinet almost full. There was a wooden basin in the free space, which she should use to collect water and wipe her body.
Through the wooden window, you can vaguely see the desolate land opposite and the bustling Chinatown. The scenery is pretty good.
Ye Luo helped her carry the bucket into the room, turned around and caught a glimpse of two plates of cold dishes and a bottle of beer on the bed.
"Is this a midnight snack?" Ye Luo looked at it for a long time and found that there was no place to sit.
"Second Young Master, if you don't mind being dirty, you can sit on the bed while I clean up." Huixin quickly pushed the beer and cold dishes to the middle, leaving a large space for him to sit. "Yes, I have been very busy day and night these days. , I feel hungry at night."
Ye Luo sat down next to the edge of the bed, while Hui Xin went to close the door tightly, smoothed the hem of her nightgown, and sat down at the head of the bed.
Facing the faint light and moonlight, Ye Luo discovered that her long wavy hair was dyed burgundy. She could not be said to be beautiful, but her expression was charming, with a hint of the unique aura of a mature woman. What was surprising was that she She has a beautiful figure. I don’t know if it’s because of her pregnancy, but those two breasts are particularly eye-catching.
"Second Young Master, do you want a drink?" Huixin felt that it was okay to just sit and wanted to get up to get the disposable cup on the cabinet, but was held down by Ye Luo.
"Just don't move, I'll do it." Ye Luo was tall and able to reach the cups on the cabinet without stepping on the small stool. He took down four of them and divided them into two portions. Huixin took them and hurriedly poured him wine. .
"Second Young Master, you can smoke if you want. I'm fine." Huixin knew that Ye Luo was addicted to cigarettes. She gently opened the window and said to him with a sweet smile. Then she raised her cup and said, "Let me toast you first. Thank you. Only then can I have a place to live and not end up on the street with a big belly.”
"I just gave you a chance. You earned these things by yourself." Ye Luo clinked glasses with her gently and said with a smile, "Our Ye Investments don't talk about these things. Can you keep them?" , it all depends on personal ability.”
"Then I still have to thank you. Without you, I really don't know what I would have done if Daren died." Huixin sighed, took a sip of beer, and looked out the window, "When they tricked us into coming to the United States, they said The sky was full of excitement, and it seemed that just by coming here, one could reach the sky in one step. Thinking of the previous scenes of chaos among the Beiyang warlords, Daren and I couldn't bear it anymore, so we followed here. Unexpectedly."
"Ah, Second Young Master, look at me, I am talking about these unhappy things, I will punish myself with one drink." Huixin said, drinking down the paper cup in her hand, and pouring another cup. After that, he smiled boldly, his cheeks slightly flushed due to the alcohol.
"It's okay, keep talking." Ye Luo nodded and smiled.
"Actually, it's nothing. Daren and I grew up together. We are out-and-out rural children. When we came to the United States, we thought it would be okay to do jobs like washing dishes or mopping floors. Daren is strong, and maybe he can find a job at the dock. Ergan. But I didn’t expect that those people would trick us into building railways and mining.”
The experience Huixin mentioned is similar to what Ye Luo knew about the history of blood and tears of Chinese workers. Since 1840, there have always been local Chinese who have been abducted by intermediaries, compatriots or foreigners, and went to Southeast Asia, Europe and the United States to "dig for gold". Only when they landed did they find themselves He became a "black household Chinese worker".
Western colonists used them as tools to expand development (opening plantations, mining, and building railroads), and a large number of them filled the vacancies of the previous batch of dead Chinese workers.
Because of the long working hours, high-intensity physical labor, and extremely harsh living conditions, the average annual mortality rate of Chinese workers who arrived in Southeast Asia in the early days was 50%.
Even now, the average annual mortality rate of Chinese workers is still as high as 20%.
Chinese workers like Huixin and his wife who came to Latin America were brutally abused by the local white colonists. Their average working life was only 5 years, and their mortality rate was as high as 75%!
Only a handful of them can return to China alive or stay there to become the ancestors of future generations of Chinese and overseas Chinese.
Huixin and his wife were very lucky. They accidentally encountered the overseas Chinese self-rescue organization organized by Hongmen while building the railway. After several negotiations, their group of Chinese workers were liberated by the white bosses, and the two people who left the exploiters followed the large army. In Chinatown here, Li Daren found work at a nearby dock, while Hui Xin worked as a cook, a hostess and other odd jobs to support her family.
She could barely get by until she suddenly had a child. Li Daren worked overtime for her and the child and died unexpectedly at the dock.
When her husband died, Huixin's world collapsed.
She rambled on, drinking and reminiscing, and unknowingly wiped her tears several times.
Being in Chinatown was not as easy as Ye Luo thought.
Although many Chinese here have been oppressed by foreigners or domestic warlords, they don't have much resentment towards these superiors. If given the opportunity, they are much more diligent than the natives in picking up nearby foreigners.
On the contrary, they like to bully the weak and get twisted pleasure when dealing with fellow villagers who have the same tragic experience.
As soon as Li Daren died, Huixin continued to be harassed by other Chinese. If Luo Fei hadn't been there to help, someone might have broken into the house and done evil to her.
She thought very clearly.
In such an environment, a woman without power, status and money must depend on a man if she wants to survive.
The two of them were eating and drinking, with Huixin basically talking and Ye Luo listening.
Her life was the life of most ordinary people during the Republic of China, miserable and helpless, with no end in sight.
Therefore, she regarded Ye Luo as a light in her life.
It's the same reason why those penny stock salesmen who succeeded in staying are so desperate and why they regard him as a god.
There are icings on the cake everywhere, but nothing in the world provides help in times of need.
"Ah, by the way, Second Young Master, didn't you say you had something to tell me?" After drinking a large bottle of beer, Huixin's face turned red and she no longer was submissive. She dared to secretly glance at the beautiful profile of the young man next to her.
"Yeah, I just have two things to tell you." Ye Luo picked up a peanut and threw it into his mouth, looking at the Empire State Building not far away, "I heard that you are doing well in the women's market? "
"Ah, just, just like that, it's okay." Huixin blushed and shook her head.
"You know, our company is also responsible for helping domestic clients with stock investments, and quite a few of them are ladies and wives of important officials. I want to find a dedicated person to take charge of them. I need a woman who is intellectual, beautiful, has a good temperament, and can speak well. You don’t have to worry about academic qualifications, identity and background, I will help you take care of everything.”
Ye Luo looked at her and asked lightly,
"How about it, if you agree, I will find someone to tailor you into a Chinese woman who lives in the upper class of the United States. She understands finance and stocks, has a mysterious background and huge funds."
Huixin's heart was beating loudly. She looked at Ye Luo's profile under the moonlight and nodded without thinking: "I do, Second Young Master!"
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