America 1982

"It's already the fourth day, Tommy, are you sure you still don't want to try to understand how the prime minister solves this country's problems?" Madoff saw Tommy Hawk sitting outside the government gate like a lazy man again. Sitting on a recliner, enjoying the afternoon sunshine, he came over with a smile and asked, "Not every high school student has this opportunity."

"I have no interest in politics, Mr. Prime Minister. It's already a headache for me to keep these guys from making too much trouble." Tommy said.

This was a conversation that took place every day for seven days between Prime Minister Madoff and Tommy, but Tommy was not interested in Madoff's invitation every time.

"Okay, Tommy, then I will temporarily occupy your prime minister's office to handle some real official business." Madoff exhaled, patted his belly with both hands, turned and walked towards the government building.

The Prime Minister and the Governor are recognized as good gentlemen by the students. They have been playing happily with the students these days without any pretense.

Kevin completed his plan for the National Games, and Dennis also held a rock music festival. Most of the students recovered from the madness of the first three days and gradually calmed down. There were no longer some weird incidents, and they tried to learn To understand the workings of the country like an adult.

"Tommy, you'd better come." Chris poked his cowboy hat-wearing head from the government building and said with a serious expression.

Tommy walked into the conference room on the second floor. Chris and several students who were interested in taxation were looking through piles of documents and whispering: "What's wrong? The casino you and David are cooperating with is going to officially open?" "

"No." Chris closed the door, and then handed over a document with various numbers on it. Tommy glanced at it without any clue, then raised his head and asked, "What is this?"

Chris pointed to the figures above and introduced to Tommy: "We originally wanted to study how much tax would be levied if we opened a casino, so we checked the country's tax information and found that Bolton Sugar was probably evading taxes. Yes, I suspect that Bolton Sugar is bullying people in this country who don’t understand tax.”

"They only pay the most basic corporate income tax, but there is no record of paying value-added tax on agricultural products, and the report they submitted shows that the net profit of the sugar factory is very low. I asked the previous tax minister, and he said that three years ago When Burton Sugar built a factory here, it has always paid according to this figure. The reason why the profit was too low was that Burton Sugar provided them with too many jobs and the expenses were too high. They hired more than 6,000 local people. Working in a sugar factory, in fact, I have learned that those workers who cut sugar cane or process it on the assembly line did not get the salary written on their reports at all." A trainee raised his head at this time and said to Tommy.

Tommy looked at the other party: "How do you know so well?"

"My family has three county tax commissioners, Mr. Prime Minister, and I am preparing to become the fourth. I don't think anyone here is more sensitive to tax issues than me at this moment." The student said to Tommy seriously. .

"Just suspicion, no evidence?" Tommy shook the information in his hand and asked.

The student said: "Mr. Prime Minister, if we were in the United States, this level of suspicion would be enough for the tax department to investigate and check the records of the sugar factory."

"Ashley said you were here, Tommy." Pam, who was about to be tanned by the Caribbean sun, walked in from the outside: "The sewage from the Burton Sugar Industry even poisoned wild boar..."

"Poor man, I'm going to lead the armed forces to blow up the sugar factory of Bolton Sugar!" Before Pam could finish speaking, Catherine walked in angrily from outside: "Tell me! Where to get the explosives!"

Tommy Hawke looked at Pam and Catherine: "My Queen, please calm down and explain clearly what happened and why you are all targeting Burton Sugar."

"You know, I have four capable and beautiful servants, no, subordinates. They were carefully selected by me. I have never been interested in getting to know them before, but today my favorite black girl among them did not come to accompany me. Me, because her mother was sick, she was going to take over her mother's job at the sugar factory. Guess what I knew next, almost all the local workers in the Bolton Sugar Industry owed money to the factory, and their wages were simply not enough to support their families. To make ends meet, the son-of-a-bitch sugar factory launched a loan service to lend money to workers so that they can meet their basic needs and not starve to death... Soon..." Catherine was a little excited:

"Soon... it became that all the workers owed money. The salary they had earned for a month was not enough to pay the interest they owed before. They could only continue to borrow money from the factory. The factory told them that if they work hard, They will not collect the arrears and will continue to lend them money to maintain their lives, but if they resign... they will have to return all the money including interest. They have turned the workers into people who owe money for generations and will never be able to The paid slaves! Even more cruel than the British colonial rule!"

"Hi, everyone, I heard your voices in the office next door." Zoe opened the door, threw a contract on the table in the conference room, and spoke softly:

"Look what David and I found. This is a contract. In order for St. Vincent to become an independent country, the United States joined the Organization of American Cooperation established by the United States and promised to provide 20 million US dollars in support to this country. The condition was that the United States sugar The factory came here to invest and build a factory, monopolizing the only profitable industry in this country, the sugar industry. The word monopoly may be too direct. It says exclusive cooperation rights, and within half a year of signing the contract, Bolton Sugar Industry started here. However, nearly three years have passed since the 20 million U.S. aid was promised, and it still has not been fulfilled."

David Schaefer also walked in and looked at the people in the room with a blank expression: "The United States promised St. Vincent that after its independence, it would provide financial support to this country to develop medical, education and other systems to ensure that this country can survive after independence. On the right track, but the result is that this country lost the colonial assistance previously provided by the British, and the Americans did not give this country any benefit. They almost blatantly robbed the country's most valuable sugar industry, and did not give St. Vincent a chance. Cents, this poor country is being played around by the United States, but there is nothing it can do."

"This is the real reason why everyone in this country is trying to please us. They hope that when we have enough fun, we can discover the heavy things hidden under the mask of joy in this country and help them." Zoe said.

Tommy Hawke let out a depressed sigh: "I finally understand the reason why Prime Minister Madoff refused to divide the accounts. This is much more complicated than the accounts. They know that although they are the head of state of this country, in the eyes of the United States, their status is even less. Not as good as a group of high school students. This is the real reason why people from this country accompany us to play crazy. He regards us as real student leaders, but in fact, if we return to China, we have no right to say a word to Washington."

"Tommy, even if we don't qualify to go to Washington, we still have to do something." Chris said as Tommy walked out the door.

"I know, but I always have to ask the former Prime Minister first if this is what he wants to see." Tommy opened the two doors of the conference room and saw the real Prime Minister of this country, the Governor-General. Two elderly men stood alone at the end of the corridor, looking at Tommy and the American high school students behind him with complicated eyes. It was obvious that the soundproofing effect of the conference room was not very good.

"Sorry, children, we are sorry..." Prime Minister Madoff lowered his head in shame, but then raised it: "This is the tragedy of a small country, no one wants to listen to our voice."

Tommy Hawke lit a cigarette and turned to look at the high school students looking at him in the conference room: "He called us children. I want to say that we are more than just children. Let them see what American youth student leaders are. , our term of office only ends in three days, and within three days, we will teach the United States what it means to have a fucking contractual spirit as a leader!"

A low-grade fever has started, and the condition is very bad. As a result, the quality of the chapters in the past two days has also declined. Everyone, I am sorry, I will try my best and will not stop updating.