Shadow Empire

Chapter 880 Chips
"Sir, breakfast is ready."

The fat cook put everything on the table. At her reminder, Lance smiled and put the newspaper in his hand aside.

In fact, from his point of view, this fat cook definitely has some cooking skills, but it is not certain that she has excellent experience.

Because sometimes making food with good ingredients does not require any complicated cooking techniques. For example, some top-quality hams do not even need to be cooked.

Just cut off a thin slice and mix it with anything to make it delicious.

The unique aroma of the oil after years of aging is mixed with the complex aroma that permeates the muscle texture during pickling, forming a very highly unique flavor!

There must be a reason why top-quality ham is sold at a high price, and you can tell whether it is good or not just by eating it.

Ingredients like these can taste delicious even without cooking, so how could this cook who has been serving the nobles and using top-quality ingredients to make food not be able to cook delicious food?
If the food she cooks doesn’t taste good, there is only one possibility - the ingredients are not fresh.

Lance remembered reading a story before about a pig's trotter that could be sold for a sky-high price.

Many people were curious about how pig's trotters could be cooked so deliciously. Finally, the secret was revealed when the boss retired.

He uses ingredients worth tens of thousands of dollars to make a pig's trotter. Not to mention a pig's trotter, even an insole would taste good.

The secret of cooking probably lies here.

Willing to spend money.

The arrival of the fat cook did bring some changes, and the ingredients in the villa became more expensive.

I used to think that bacon Lansdowne, which cost a few dollars a pound, was actually pretty good, but now that it costs more than ten dollars, it certainly tastes better.

He did not reveal the fat cook's secret of "delicious cooking". This guy's son died, his son's wife ran away, and only her two grandsons were left.

In order to avoid enduring the terrible environment in the empire, he ran away.

Lance would give her a salary of one hundred dollars every month, which was enough for her and her two grandchildren to live well.

At this time, the fat cook stood by the dining table a little nervously, "Mr. Lance, is your breakfast tasty?"

Lance smiled and nodded, his face full of sunshine, "Of course, it's very delicious, thank you for the breakfast."

The fat cook's face was full of joy. She nodded repeatedly and said, "I won't disturb you from having a meal, sir."

In her eyes, Lance was an angel who saved her and her family from despair.

She subconsciously glanced at the newspaper on the table. On the front page of the newspaper, there was a picture of a person lying on the ground with his face sideways, the ground wet with blood, and his eyeballs bulging out. Her heart was pounding with fear.

She quickly lowered her head, turned and left. It was so scary!
This report was written very much to Lance's liking. Someone had to stand up and tear apart the hypocritical disguise. If the true inner self was not revealed and the hearts of ordinary people were not hurt, they would continue to play dumb.

In fact, even now, they are still bargaining chips.

Ms. Debbie also saw the news in the morning and she was sweating a little.

It was normal to sweat in the summer, but she was sweating cold sweats, which made her feel uneasy.

She knew Oger because she was the one who recommended him to Lance and he then worked for Lance.

At that time, she also told Lance that Oger was a very skilled local tailor and that many garment factories were waiting in line for him to leave.

He was able to join Lans' garment factory purely because of her!

As a human being, if you want to elevate yourself, you don’t need to jump up, you just need to exaggerate the difficulty appropriately.

But now, seeing Oger dying with his eyes open, Ms. Debbie could only feel the fear from the bottom of her heart spreading uncontrollably in her body!
She shivered and dropped the newspaper in her hand, but quickly picked it up again and began to read carefully.

These things concern her and she has to find out what is going on.

After reading the newspaper, she quickly called together the workers in the city who were protesting against the strike initiated by the Labor Federation.

"You should have seen the news in the newspaper." Ms. Debbie's tone was heavy, not that she was really sad or grief-stricken about Oger's death.

To her, Oger was just a bargaining chip held by her, Lance, and some big shots.

She gave an entry-level performance as an entry-level politician should.

There were more than a hundred people at the gathering, and their group is growing in number, even though the Labor Union helped them sue the refugees who attacked them.

The refugees are also willing to pay compensation, but they have no money.

Everyone expressed their willingness to actively compensate and admit their mistakes and repent, but they didn't get any money.

Moreover, they were refugees and had no property to execute. In other words, they won the lawsuit but lost their lives.

Everyone is depressed, and after seeing such news today, some people have already broken down emotionally.

"It's not his fault!" Standing in the middle of the crowd, Debbie waved the newspaper in her hand, making a rustling sound that was a bit harsh. "Did he do anything wrong?"

"No, he did nothing wrong. He followed the demands of the Labor Federation and went on strike, took to the streets, marched and demonstrated."

"I know Oger. He is a good father and a good husband. He is not arrogant. He is serious and responsible in his work and is caring for his family."

"He was a good man, but now, because he participated in the Labor Union strike, his life has forever stopped in yesterday!"

"If we have to find someone guilty, it's the Federation of Labor!"

Everyone around her was staring at her intently. In fact, as an intellectual, Ms. Debbie knew very well that the guilty man was sitting in one of the most luxurious offices in the city, examining his "empire" through the strings of numbers on the papers in front of him.

But no one would associate this with anything, because everything stopped completely at the step where the refugees pleaded guilty and were willing to pay compensation.

Carl was nowhere to be found, the case came to an end, and they didn't even have a chance to appeal.

They have already pleaded guilty, not denied it. The judge also sentenced them completely in their favor. What else do they want?
That's why they are confused.

Why are they the biggest victims?
At this time, Ms. Debbie's words gave them an outlet to vent their dissatisfaction with the current situation, and a strong man stood up.

One of his arms was fixed to his chest with a splint. He shook his fist vigorously. "Yes, it's all the fault of the Labor Federation!"

"They should be held responsible for our injuries!"

Ms. Debbie likes to see this scene. It is like a war between the opposite sexes. It is not enough for only one person to take the initiative. The other person also has to take the initiative.

She nodded and looked at the strong man. "You are right. If it weren't for their request, we would not have given up our jobs to march, and the things that followed would not have happened."

“As organizers, when we don’t get enough compensation, they should stand up and bear all our losses instead of hiding and continuing to use us to achieve their ugly goals!”

"We can't remain silent!" Ms. Debbie is not tall and not strong, but her words give people a very powerful feeling.

More people stood up, of course there were some people who couldn't stand up, they raised their hands to show their support for this matter.

"What are you going to do?"

"We all support you!"

"Yes, let's do it!"

Ms. Debbie pursed her lips and nodded, "I have made an appointment with a reporter from the Federal Post. He will interview us and promised to give us a huge space in the Federal Post!"

"We just need to tell them everything we encountered!"

She couldn't get in touch with reporters from the Federal Post. As the top federal political newspaper, some well-known reporters could threaten some politicians with "I'm going to write you in the newspaper" and force them to compromise. The chairman of the board of directors of this newspaper once talked about their influence in a non-serious tone:

"The first thing the president does every morning when he gets up on the toilet is have the Federal Post delivered to him."

It represents the attitudes of top institutions such as the Presidential Office, Congress, and the Ministry of Defense. People use it to understand some changes in the top domestic political circles, as well as some things happening abroad, but not much.

In other words, as long as it can be published in the Federal Post, it means that this news will reach the eyes of the president, vice president, secretary of state, and all members of the Senate and House of Representatives!

Although Ms. Debbie could not contact reporters of this level, Senator Cleveland could. Tom helped Lance solve the problem without even having to show up himself.

Congress is interested in what he is doing, and that's why Lance is able to gain a foothold in Congress, he makes people feel that they can't leave him.

In the past ten years or so that the Labor Federation has been struggling, no one has ever been able to find its weak points so quickly and give it a heavy blow like Lance did!
The better Lance performs, the higher his value.

The higher his value, the more the masters cannot do without him.

And the more you cannot do without him, the more his value will increase.

Until one day, he can even stand on both ends of the scale with the masters and weigh themselves!
As the "sponsor", Ms. Debbie is very clear that this is a huge opportunity, a huge opportunity to enhance her life value!
In fact, the others didn't know much about the Federal Post, but they were also very happy because a reporter from a major newspaper wanted to interview them, and perhaps the news would change their circumstances after it was broadcast.

At around ten o'clock, two reporters from the Federal Post appeared at their gathering.

A reporter and a trainee reporter.

After a brief greeting and license plate, the reporter sat on the sofa, notebook in hand, looking at Ms. Debbie, "So where do we start?"

Ms. Debbie thought for a while, "Let's start from when they contacted me to promote the strike, but I opposed the strike..."

The reporter looked up at Ms. Debbie with some surprise. "I heard that you are the director of the Textile Office of the Likalai State Branch of the Labor Federation. Why would you, as a mid-level cadre, oppose the orders of the Labor Federation?"

From the corner of her eye, Ms. Debbie saw the intern reporter holding up her camera. Her face seemed to glow with a sense of justice. “Because the working people and the working class are not tools for some people to fight for power and profit!”

It was very powerful. Although the reporter knew that this was... a script, he still applauded Ms. Debbie's wonderful performance.

The interview went smoothly. These workers, who were on the verge of bankruptcy or had already gone bankrupt due to their injuries, were full of resentment, and now they could finally vent it out openly.

As the most important grassroots supporters of the Labor Union, they did not behave as people believed, with a sense of identification and gratitude towards the Labor Union. Instead, they were full of resentment.

After the interview, the two reporters took the initiative to say goodbye and declined Ms. Debbie's invitation to have lunch with them because they had to go to Lans's place.

Lance hosted the two men at Mr. Anderson's restaurant in the Bay Area.

It is important to have one's own people in a media outlet like The Federal Post that can speak out, so Lance is willing to make friends with these two reporters.

The reporter was also willing to get to know Lance because this relationship could connect him to Senator Cleveland.

From the senator's perspective, he might just be someone who was casually recommended by someone, and next time he wants to get in touch with someone at the senator's level, he will have little chance.

That's why he wanted to seize this opportunity even more. He knew very well what a senator represented, unlike ordinary federal citizens who thought that "politicians are elected by us." That's ridiculous!
Even when facing a gang leader like Lance, he behaved very decently.

"Is the interview over?" Lance asked before the meal was served.

The reporter nodded. "Ms. Debbie and her friends were very well prepared and in high spirits. It didn't take us long to finish the interview."

"I have a feeling that this piece of news will create a huge stir in the country!"

Lance was very satisfied. He leaned forward slightly and said in a slightly stronger tone, "When the cattle and horses on the farm are injured, the farmers know to find a veterinarian to help them treat their injuries."

"And these people, they were injured, and those who treated them like cattle and horses wanted to shift the blame to others."

"Not to mention, they are human beings, not cattle and horses. They should enjoy the protection of the law, and the law should not favor anyone."

"I believe in the fairness of the law, and I feel sad for what happened to these people. I will hire a team of lawyers to help them sue the Labor Federation."

“If you’re interested, you can do a long-term topic, because this thing will drag on for a long time.”

He leaned back at this time, "There are more than one or two people injured in strikes and demonstrations across the country because of the Labor Federation's demands."

"Justice falling on a small group of people is not justice!"

The reporter was in awe. Mr. Lance was determined to fight the Labor Federation to the end!
Although he was a little puzzled as to why a gang would come into conflict with the Labor Union, he also knew that it was none of his business.

He immediately expressed his interest, "I will apply to the editor-in-chief and will most likely follow up on this case."

In fact, he couldn't follow the whole process himself. He would only personally take part in the more important links. The rest of the time, he would leave it to his trainee reporters.

Exploitation is not something that only capitalists do.

As long as a person has a little power in his hands, he will use this power to exploit others, no matter who they are.

The meal that followed was very pleasant. This was considered the "head office" of Anderson Restaurant. Originally the head office was not here, but because of what Lance did, he had to move to another location and open a new head office.

Before leaving, Lance handed over a thick envelope.

The reporter quickly backed away, but Lance still stuffed it into his pocket.

"I've been too busy recently and can't entertain you properly. I apologize!"

"Next time you come, I will definitely take you around."

This kind of polite talk was just to make the reporter feel at ease about accepting the money. The reporter himself was very clear about it, and he said many words of thanks.

After all, he touched the envelope and it was really thick.

After they returned to the hotel, he opened the envelope that Lance had stuffed into his hand, and inside it were twenty-five twenty-dollar bills.

He whistled, then took out two cards and handed them to the intern reporter. He then said with emotion, "Look, if you want to get rich, you don't have to start a business or do anything else. As long as you have enough resources, getting rich is that easy!"

He paused, "Okay, go get the photos developed!"

"I'm going to write a good article for these 500 yuan."

He knew that the five hundred dollars was just the money they got to know each other for the first time. After they got to know each other better, Lance might give him a bigger job.

He could see that Lance wasn't the type to stay quiet all the time, he would definitely continue to cause some big trouble!
Speaking of this, a very interesting thing happened.

The article in "Jingang Today" mentioned that Oger had abused painkillers and was addicted. During the day, people from the pharmaceutical group saw this report and immediately found "Jingang Today".

Although they did not write what painkillers Oger used, this behavior has harmed the interests of the pharmaceutical group.

They demanded that these clips be removed regardless of whether the newspaper was reprinted or otherwise, otherwise they would sue the newspaper.

In fact, pharmaceutical groups have always known that their painkillers are highly addictive, whether they are pills or those...super-effective injections.

But they will not stop until the whole country and the whole world are against them. Instead, they will continue to sell drugs crazily regardless of any obstacles.

Ordinary pills come in a small package of three to five tablets, only painkillers come in a bottle of fifty or one hundred tablets.

Of course, this was just a small episode, and the reporter from the Post obviously understood this very well. When he abbreviated the "Oger incident," he did not even mention the issue of drug addiction.

They have encountered more problems of this kind and have gained mature experience.

The two men were full of energy. In addition to the money given by Lance, creating a big news was also what they wanted.

(End of this chapter)