Martin Variety in American Comics.

Chapter 538: Distinction (Please subscribe and read, monthly ticket recommendation!)

Martin sat in Barbara's office and did not look at the company's accounts because he knew that the company must be losing money.

Martin knew a long time ago that he would not be a good businessman. He had the ability to make money and control resources, but he had no interest in keeping these things for himself.

He is always eager to spend the resources he has to do something more meaningful to him.

For example, the human resources company managed by Barbara will never make money, let alone now, even in the future.

It is not an exaggeration to call the labor mobility under the current international system a "slightly less intense slave trade."

The labor market in first and second world countries is still okay. Even if you are an illegal immigrant who comes here illegally, as long as you are willing to sell your blood and sweat, you can barely make a living. But if you want to obtain citizenship, you have to wait until two or three generations later.

However, the employment situation in the third world countries, namely in Asia, Africa and Latin America, is quite poor. South Asia, including India, Nepal, Sikkim and other countries, is a major country that exports its labor force, and the main export destinations are the Arab countries in the west and several island countries in the east.

For example, Saudi Arabia is known as one of the richest countries in the world. The royal family of this country often gives people the impression that they spend money like water. They often buy various assets internationally, but they are extremely stingy with foreign workers.

Wages for various projects are often in arrears, and the living conditions of migrant workers are extremely bad. Some migrant workers even owe labor wages before they leave for work abroad. They are actually working for money, and their passports are in the hands of the labor company, so they can't even go back home.

The human resources company managed by Barbara not only provides a full range of immigration services, but also provides them with special training before departure and landing, and monitors the entire process to ensure their rights and interests.

Although those Gotham residents paid money when they signed up, it was only a symbolic fee. Compared with the services provided by the Justice League, that money was a drop in the bucket.

In fact, the initial investment alone had already used up all the money Gordon had earned from the forced sale of Gotham City Government. Now all the expenses of this company are supported by the Justice League behind the scenes.

No one knew the company's cash flow better than Martin, but he didn't care about the changes in these numbers at all.

The Justice League has many projects that are purely losing money. If we really talk about numbers, Barbara's company is nothing.

So, Martin paid more attention to the company's achievements, and with the help of Gordon, he reviewed the background checks of the first batch of immigrants.

The total number of the first batch of immigrants was one thousand, all of whom were native Gotham residents. Their fathers or grandfathers had already lived in Gotham. By their generation, although they were not rich, at least they had a stable life, were able to start a family, and have offspring.

Although they come from different walks of life and have different family characteristics, one thing they have in common is their desire for a stable life.

However, Gotham cannot satisfy their desire for this. The endless stream of super villains is secondary. The key is that the economic structure of Gotham has changed.

Large companies like the Wayne Group have shifted their focus to various cutting-edge new technologies, and the various industrial links they need rely on the operation of the international system.

Although Bruce has tried every means to contribute to Gotham's philanthropy in the past and ensure that every penny goes where it should go, it is only maintaining a difficult balance.

Because all the local businesses in Gotham are turning into gangs, even though the numbers on the account books look good, what is needed is no longer educated and trained college students, but some kind of militia-like violent group.

Based on what has happened in other cities, when things develop to this point, middle-class people will basically leave their hometowns and gather in big cities like New York and Los Angeles, eventually forming a "hollowing out" phenomenon.

But Gotham has a bad reputation, and the people in this city have become somewhat untouchable. No organization is willing to accept a Gotham person unless he is a super genius.

And in Gotham, there is often only one fate for a super genius, and that is to become a psychopathic criminal.

The combination of various factors has turned Gotham into a mud pit that everyone is falling into, and the people inside cannot escape at all.

"What are you going to do next?"

After Martin learned about the situation of the first batch of immigrants, he asked Gordon about his next plans.

"Although there were many problems in the process of transferring the first batch of immigrants, we solved them and optimized the whole process. So we plan to expand the number of the second batch of immigrants to 5,000 people and try to transfer them as a family unit."

Gordon was about to introduce the optimized new process to Martin in detail.

"You don't need to explain to me how to do it. I believe you can solve the problems that occurred during the immigration process. So I am more concerned about the composition of the second batch of immigrants."

Martin didn't care about these details. Although he could come up with a better plan, Barbara and others could do it, so he wouldn't interfere in the process.

"Ingredients?"

Gordon didn't quite understand what Martin meant, and asked in confusion: "The first batch of immigrants covers almost all professions in Gotham, which can be said to be treated equally. I don't understand what else needs to be improved?"

“Although the occupations of the first batch of immigrants were different, they were in almost the same social class. They were all Gotham natives who had to fall from the middle class due to changes in Gotham’s economic environment.”

Martin smiled at Gordon and said directly to him: "We have just discussed so much, don't say you didn't notice this feature."

"Is there anything wrong with that? Although I don't like this city, I have to admit that almost all the locals have some skills and are willing to work hard in a new environment. Isn't this the best candidate for immigration?"

Gordon felt that Martin was a bit picky. The work with the first batch of immigrants did not go smoothly, and he recruited these locals through the police network.

"how to say?"

Martin knew that this was not an easy task, so he did not mean to blame anyone. Facing Gordon's doubts, he patiently explained: "I hope that this project can help those who really have nowhere to go and provide them with a fairer working environment."

"Gordon, you've been in Gotham for so many years. You know without me telling you that the first batch of immigrants were not really without options. Gotham's harsh environment only cut off their families' chances of climbing up the social ladder, but these people still have many options to escape thanks to their local advantages."

"You're right. Many of these people have homes in Gotham, so they're only willing to work in the new city as private individuals, not bring their entire families with them."

A lot of information about Gotham's current situation flashed through Gordon's mind, and he had to admit that Martin's judgment was correct.

He and Barbara had hesitated, but in order to relieve the pressure of hiring in the new city as soon as possible, and Martin didn't have any requirements.

Therefore, they targeted the first batch of immigrants on Gotham natives in order to see results as quickly as possible, which would not only help the Justice League but also set an example for Gotham.

"I understand your difficulties, so we are now discussing the policy for the second batch of immigrants."

Martin said to Gordon sincerely: "We all know that those who really have nowhere else to go do not join this immigration program because they are not qualified to gamble at all."

"If these people don't work one day, someone in their family may die the next day. Life in Gotham has already exhausted them. How can they take the risk to gamble on something they don't understand at all?"

"I hope you can increase your publicity efforts and do everything possible to help those who have nowhere else to go." "Report directly to headquarters if you need any resources. In view of Gotham's abundant human resources, all departments will fully support you."

"What you said makes me feel like a human trafficker."

Gordon made a small joke, the Justice League would never do anything like this that would cross the line.

After the joke, he was about to discuss more profound issues with Martin.

"Jingle Bell……"

Gordon's cell phone rang in his pocket, interrupting what he was about to say.

"The most classic phone ringtone. I didn't expect you to be so traditional that you didn't even set a song."

Martin's fingers tapped lightly on the table a few times in rhythm with the ringing.

Gordon took out his phone and looked at the caller ID. He frowned and said, "This is an old friend of mine. He is a captain in the State Police Department and is usually in charge of homicide cases. Because those criminals who commit murders like to go to Gotham, even after many years, our friendship has not been severed."

"Go answer the phone. I'll write down my thoughts on paper and you and Barbara can discuss them later."

Martin nodded to him, picked up a new notebook, and began to write and draw.

Gordon left the room quickly, but in less than a minute, he came back and broke the door open.

"Although I really hope that some heavyweight assassins can come and assassinate me so that I can follow the clues to Savage. But I doubt that your call will not bring me any breakthrough clues."

Martin looked up and looked at Gordon, feeling something strange.

"The news that you killed dozens of assassins on the way here has spread. They knew you were in Gotham, so they asked my old friend to come and test me, hoping to get more information about you from me."

Gordon kept his eyes on Martin as he spoke, trying to read more of his face.

Martin did not cooperate with him. He opened a few web pages on his computer, browsed through them, and said, "There are only sporadic news on the Internet. It seems that it is still far from spreading to this level."

"Don't act stupid in front of me."

Gordon pulled a chair over and sat in front of Martin, saying with a smile, "As soon as you left the county, someone cleaned up the bodies and traces, and then suppressed the whole thing."

"They are quite fast, but there is no need to do so. I specifically chose an abandoned industrial area with few people. Even if the bodies start to stink, no one will notice them."

Martin certainly understood what Gordon meant, but he didn't really care what those who sent out the killers were thinking.

Gordon put his hands on the chair, leaned forward, and whispered, "You should know that the United States has been the base of liberalism for many years. No matter how many rich people have changed, there will always be a group of rich people who can stand here. No one can attack them from outside the order."

"But this time, you, hey, hey. You're walking around the United States without any scruples, standing in front of those rich people and telling them, 'Even the United States can't protect your safety.'"

"This is no small matter. There are many people in both the black and white worlds who want to kill you."

"I didn't expect that."

Martin raised his eyebrows in surprise: "I didn't expect these people to be so timid. I just killed a bunch of minions, and they reacted so strongly."

"First of all, it's not just a few dozen people. Secondly, you are the leader of the Justice League, not a rookie."

"Even if you were standing on the side of the road picking your nose, there would be people guessing hundreds of possible implications. Not to mention that you killed someone with your own hands this time."

Gordon, an American through and through, felt it more deeply.

Martin nodded slowly, and after a moment's silence, he said, "To be honest, I don't have any complicated plans. To deal with people like Savage, directness is the best way.

So I just want to take a casual tour of the United States to help our friends safely pass the subsequent censorship. By the way, I want to kill Savage's tentacles reaching out to the United States. I won't let the bastard use the shell of the United States to rejuvenate his second spring. "

"Is it really possible that Savage and his people could hide in the United States?"

Gordon couldn't believe what was wrong with the people in the White House and Congress to bring someone like Savage to the United States.

"No matter what Savage's identity, background or purpose is, one thing is certain: this guy is very rich."

Martin, unlike Gordon, had never expected any morals from these people from the beginning.

"You said it yourself. This is America. As long as Savage has money, this country will always welcome people like him."

"Although I don't like your discriminatory attitude towards the United States, what you said is true."

Gordon also felt Martin's disdain and contempt for the United States, but he knew that he could not win against Martin, so he simply did not say much.

"Your old friend called me not only to ask me what I'm doing, but also to persuade you to do something for me, right?"

Martin wondered what the state government would do to him.

"In his own words, the state government wanted to order me to arrest you, a criminal who had killed dozens of people."

Gordon pouted when he thought of that information. "The state owes me two years' salary, and now it wants to order me around. What a bullshit."

"Although I know those people are bastards, I still hope you can keep in touch with them..."

"I'm not a child like Barbara and the others. Of course, I won't cut off a channel to understand them just for my own likes and dislikes."

PS: I can’t write it!!!

(End of this chapter)