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Chapter 26 Become a contract worker!

Don’t think that Li Mengyang is just chatting and spanking. In fact, he has been summarizing his previous experience.

Although it has not been truly implemented, Li Mengyang is very clear that his first revolutionary attempt failed. Yes, it was a failure. He does not deny this.

Because of exclusion and discrimination, I wanted to make a revolution, but my discriminated compatriots did not support and did not respond because they were too numb. In the end, they were even sold by a "compatriot". Isn't this a failure?

Although there are many objective factors in this, Li Mengyang did not rely on others alone, he was summarizing his experience.

Now, we must redefine the enemy. He had only noticed external enemies before, that is, those who are not of my race, but now it seems that we must be careful with our compatriots.

In addition, it is proved that the petty bourgeoisie is indeed unreliable. If we really say that the most determined revolution is the proletariat, that is, the poor, the more poor they are, the more determined they are. As Marx said, the proletariat has nothing to lose.

So from another perspective, although Li Mengyang has lost some of the capital he had saved before, he is now among a large group of proletariats!

Yes, Chinese workers and those Irish people are all poor, the poorest and poorest, so poor that they sell themselves. Isn’t this the proletariat?

In other words, although he failed before, Li Mengyang has now found a better revolutionary soil. What he has to do now is to sow the seeds of revolution... Well, this guy is worthy of being a monk in party history research.

This is why Li Mengyang also needs to get along with these Chinese workers and Irish people when chatting with them so that his ideal can be realized. As for how to sow the seeds of revolution, this matter has to be explored...

"Hey, Jack! We've brought you a lot of good goods this time!"

"Good guy? What else would you do except put some pale and thin guys in front of me?"

"NONONO, this time it's different, it's really different. I have something that surprises you!"

"real?"

After walking in the Conestoga caravan for more than a month, it finally stopped. There were many people coming out of the long convoy, including traffickers and piglets.

Li Mengyang remembered that the convoy had passed by Santa Fe, also known as Santa Fe, and then headed north into the mountainous area before reaching the destination.

Li Mengyang has heard of Santa Fe, and it seems to be a place with a particularly good air. After watching it now, he just feels like the Western movie "The Wild Storm", because the whole city, oh, in Li Mengyang's eyes, this place is at most a town or a small town, full of Spanish style. By the way, this state should be New Mexico, right?

"...Spanish style, New Mexico, western United States, I don't know how many years later, will Clint Eastwood still hang a iron plate on his chest to duel with others?..." Li Mengyang had a very tourist mentality at this time, because all this was definitely too new for him, a time traveler. Even if he knew that his life would not be easy in the future.

This is a mining area. Although Li Mengyang is a research monk and has never done a hard job, he can also see that it is a mine. There are several holes not far away, and people keep transporting ore from it. He can't tell what kind of mine it is now. If he can, he may have to dig it himself...

"Hey! Call you boy!"

"..." Li Mengyang, who was thinking about it, was suddenly pushed by someone. When he turned around, he saw that it was the guy who had pointed a gun at him in Peng Car before.

Li Mengyang didn't say much. He knew that there was no reason to talk to these human traffickers at this time, but what did these guys do by themselves?

"Hey man, your bid is too low. If this happens, we can't guarantee the capital. You won't know how long it will take for us to come from the West Coast? We chewed the horses along the way, and there were a lot of Indians harassed them in between. We paid the price of two people..."

"The things you said have nothing to do with me, OK? I don't know what you are doing yet? Those workers are sure to let you get hungry, nothing to pay! Also, those two people die, what's the matter with me? They have no life to make money. Are you capable of finding Indians?..."

There is a wooden house in front of it. Most of the houses are wood these days. Only the houses on Santa Fe are different. They look like earth kilns, which is a tall Spanish style. However, before entering it, Li Mengyang could hear the sound inside, obviously it was bargaining.

"Hey! The person you want is here." He sent the person to him, and the guy left, and before leaving, he glared at Li Mengyang.

Son glares at me!

Well, at this time, the Spiritual Victory Law is still necessary for its existence.

"Hey! Shanghaier, tell me your name." The person in the room, the head of the human trafficker, spoke first, and actually asked Li Mengyang.

"Hmm?ME?" Li Mengyang was a little confused. He had never asked his name along the way. Why did the trafficker remember this when he got here?

"YES! It's you! Tell us about your origin and let us understand, OK?"

"OK." Li Mengyang didn't know what medicine the human trafficker was selling, but it seemed that it was no big deal to talk about his origin. And what if his tragic encounter moved these guys, so he began to speak, in English.

“I-COME-FROM-CHINA,MY-NAME…”

If they can understand it, they will naturally have to use English. After so long in life in the United States, Li Mengyang's spoken language has made great progress, but the more he said it, the happier the trafficker would be.

"Enough!" The guy named Jack didn't want to continue listening. He should be an important figure in the mine.

"How is it?" asked the trafficker, just looking at Jack, ignoring Li Mengyang.

"Very good!" There was no expression on Jack's face.

"Then are we..."

"You can talk about it, but the price will never exceed $300!"

"SHIT! Where are you looking for such a Chinese worker these days? His abilities can help you..."

Another $300?

Li Mengyang couldn't help but feel a little depressed. What the hell is going on?

...

Li Mengyang pressed his thumbprint very hard, and he felt a little emotional. It seemed that Ah Q was also drawing a circle on the execution ground, right? But it was a bit different, because Li Mengyang had to press it. There was no way, a very beautiful Colt 1851 Navy revolver was pressing his forehead!

"Very good! From today on, you will be an employee of our mining company..."

The Jack put away his revolver, then took the paper that Li Mengyang pressed his handprint just now and looked at it, and even bounced it.

"..." Li Mengyang was speechless. He didn't know what to say, because he really wanted to use signature just now, because signature might even fool him, but he didn't want to use this set and insisted on pressing his handprints.

"Hey Lee, do you have an English name?"

"English name?"

"Yes, the names of your Chinese workers are really hard to remember, and many of them are repeated. Here, there are more than 20 Chinese workers named Li. I am worried that when you call your name in the future, what should I do if 20 people stand up at once?"

It turns out that this is because of this, the foreigners do not admire Eastern culture. The arrangement of names in the East and West is different, so it is really difficult for them to understand.

"That's the surname!" Li Mengyang emphasized.

"Whatever you want, what do you care about him!"

OK, I can't help, give myself a name.

"Clint." Li Meng and Yang Fu thought of this name in his heart.

"Oh?" Jack was interested, "Where is the last name? Don't want that Lee." Yes, this is the key.

"Clint Eastwood!" Li Mengyang had no choice but to say the name completely.

From then on, Li Mengyang's English name was Clint Eastwood.

What's going on?

That piece of paper is a disguised body sale contract, a ten-year body sale contract. Li Mengyang has no freedom in these ten years. His salary has to be the contractor. Simply put, he has become a "contractor"!

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