While in America, the system says Roosevelt was an emperor.

Chapter 86 [Revised] Vertical Cutting of the Bottom Layer

[Foreword]

[Considering the review process, the engineer's refusal to work doesn't just mean he's the only one not working; it also means—we understand, we understand, but we can't say it outright.]

[Do you understand what an engineer is?]

In reality, it's certainly not just a few engineers refusing to work that could cripple a large factory.

[The censored mythical beast is my father, so this is the only way I can write it.]

[Also, in the following chapters, the protagonist's level of depravity will increase rapidly.]

Please be prepared, this is the only one of its kind on the entire internet, and it's all my original work.

[Please do not report if you feel uncomfortable]

Please!

An hour later, Adam dialed Vito's number.

After Adam said one sentence, Godfather Vito understood—it was a massive smuggling operation.

After the two parties made a simple agreement, Adam smiled.

After learning about Vito's background, Adam thought he was going to commit murder and robbery.

In the end, it all boils down to nothing more than smuggling.

As long as you don't get directly involved, at most a few accountants and purchasing staff will be held responsible after the incident.

Adam had a feeling that following Tom would bring him more power than being the head of the Vanderbilt family.

After all, with such outstanding figures preceding him, William Vanderbilt alone had already far surpassed the entire family.

An individual is not incapable of standing up against an entire family.

As for the members of the old Vanderbilt family, Adam has already planned to begin cutting them off.

But they won't completely cut ties; instead, they'll maintain a distance, leaving themselves a way out.

Who knows how high Tom will eventually climb?

Tom was originally invincible, but many powerful families had many ways to retreat.

On March 3, 1942, Tom boarded a train bound for Detroit.

Of course, I walked there while supporting my old back.

Otherwise, Denise wouldn't have let Tom go.

Speaking of which, Tom actually quite likes dopamine suppression now.

Although it reduced Tom's emotional fluctuations, it had one unparalleled advantage: the fight with Denise lasted a long time.

The single CG special animation, which used to take an hour and a half, has been extended to two hours.

Otherwise, Tom wouldn't have been able to withstand the separation CG from Slaanesh.

Lying in his sleeper berth, Tom stretched his back.

Luca, Totti, and several other Italians stood guard around Tom.

The safety situation in the Great Lakes region is nowhere near that of New York.

Even the most chaotic neighborhoods in Brooklyn are safer than the safest neighborhoods in the Great Lakes.

If a neighborhood in Brooklyn goes three nights without hearing gunshots, residents nod in approval and praise the good security of the past few days.

In the Great Lakes industrial area, if you don't hear gunfire for three hours, the residents will praise the emperor.

Sin City Chicago

Al Capone, the most disliked figure in the Mafia

John Dillinger's gang, which made the FBI famous —

In short, the Great Lakes industrial region has an extremely bad reputation throughout the United States.

Luca and Totti flanked Tom, while the others guarded various points near the carriages.

They were all fully armed, each carrying at least one Thompson submachine gun and two Colt M1911 pistols.

Tom lay on the soft mattress and said to Luca and Totti, "We'll have worked for three months soon. What are you going to do after that?"

Totti didn't speak, continuing to look at the newspaper in his hand.

Luca responded enthusiastically, "Mr. Tom, you're joking. Now that we're your people, we'll definitely be your people for life."

"We Sicilians know more than just the law of silence."

"No one will throw a bone to a dog that knows how to be disloyal."

Tom nodded, it seemed that his initial hiring criteria were correct.

Only the poorest and most helpless at the bottom of society know the value of benefits and opportunities to climb the social ladder.

Then Tom saw the Chicago Economic Journal in Totti's hand.

The headline on the front page of the newspaper was—"The Great Chicago Riots."

What was called a major riot was actually a demonstration by hundreds of thousands of engineers demanding better treatment.

From the beginning of the 20th century into the present, there have been numerous demonstrations in the United States.

If we were to distinguish it from future parades:

The demands of people's protests nowadays are mostly related to women's liberation, Black civil rights, and employee wages and benefits.

These are still normal demands from normal people.

Eighty years later, however, there were many more demons and monsters:

LGBTQIAPKD+, Black Lives Matter, boycott of gasoline tax, no science content allowed in textbooks.

Indeed, eighty years later in America, many parents are demanding that the Bible be included in textbooks and that schools be prohibited from teaching science subjects.

There are always extraordinary people every year, but America has the most and the most extraordinary ones.

Returning to the present, Tom pointed to the newspaper article and asked, "What happened in Chicago?"

Totti nodded, looked at the front page of the newspaper, and then opened and closed his mouth several times, but couldn't utter a few words.

Luca, on the other hand, shrugged and spread his hands.

Tom looked at Luca's appearance and couldn't help but think to himself:

It's not like we're going to Cleveland to kneel down, there's no need to shrug.

Luca said, "What else could it be?"

"The riots in Chicago have been going on for more than just a day or two."

"It's been many years."

"It's nothing more than the factory owner looking down on us, which caused our dissatisfaction and led to this disturbance."

"For the same job, Black people only earn half the wages of white people in Onsa, and we Italians are not much better off, earning only two-thirds."

Tom nodded, seemingly agreeing but inwardly disagreeing:

They were only mid-stage capitalists, but they also had the means to vertically divide the lower classes.

It's clearly a conflict between employees and employers, but they're using different wages to create conflict among employees.

But Tom disdained using wages to cut costs; if he wanted to play with vertical cutting, he had better, more discreet, and more effective methods.

Tom pressed on, "And what about Detroit?"

"How's Detroit doing lately?"

Luca, who had already scouted the location, immediately said, "It's different from Chicago."

"There were no large-scale riots."

"Detroit has many car factories, and the compensation and benefits are relatively better."

"But some engineers still negotiate with factories for higher wages and shorter working hours."

"Actually, they are all Ansar immigrants who are dissatisfied with their income."

"But relatively speaking, it's much safer."

Tom stopped talking; Luca's racist mind had taken over, and he couldn't offer any useful information.

As a person from later generations, Tom had a deeper understanding of the Chicago riots.

It's purely a conflict between the government and the grassroots, with the core issue being employee treatment.

Previously, there were mafia figures like Al Capone who worked for the government and dealt with those who "raised the issues."

The FBI's involvement suggests that Luo Dadi (the author) is likely trying to address the employment rate issue.

Changing the 16-hour workday to an 8-hour workday can double the number of jobs.

Therefore, the government controls the process and does not allow factory owners to use Mafia-style direct shooting.

But Tom thought to himself:

Let them make a scene, let Detroit stir things up.

The muddier the water, the better Tom can fish in troubled waters.

Isn't it just dissatisfaction with the treatment?

I have plenty of ways to deal with you.

At noon, the train pulled into the station, and Tom stepped out of his compartment.

Before Tom could even get off the train, a middle-aged man in a suit approached him.

He said to Tom, "Mr. City Councilor Tom Smith?"

Tom nodded, then asked, "Who are you?"

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