Chapter 180: I want to do something good
It turned out that the Catholic Church and the municipality cooperated to hold regular rallies for the homeless at the nearby gymnasium to provide them with legal aid, job referrals and free food and donated clothes.
At every such gathering, there will be a lot of homeless people who try their luck to see if there is information about the right job for them.
Link glanced around, saw that there were only a dozen people here, all with signs on their chests for personnel, and said, "Can you take us there?" You know, the two Nolan gentlemen want to make a movie about the dangers of gambling and want to get some useful material from some gamblers. ”
They can go on their own. But he felt the need for an introducer.
"Really? That's a good thing. I'm serious. Most of the people who come to us do so because of gambling. And they always go and come again. Gambling does hurt a lot of people. In fact, I was one of the victims. ”
Springs sets out to take them to a homeless meeting place.
In the car, Jonathan heard that Springs was also homeless because of gambling, so he struck up a conversation in the car.
"I used to be a dealer in a metropolitan casino, and thirteen years ago, I lost my job and became a gambler. Later lost everything. ”
Springs gushes about some of the stories he saw when he was a dealer and lost everything because of gambling: "Including their lives. When I was still working at the Met, a couple lost their last dollar at my table. They quarreled, and the man suddenly stood up, said sorry to me, then pulled out a pistol and shot his wife to death, and finally committed suicide. Another time, again in the Met, a gambler lost all his chips and shot one of my colleagues. Because he felt that the casino had cheated him out of his money. He was also shot dead by the police at the casino. ”
Jonathan thought it was good story material, so he memorized it in a small notebook. As they were talking, Link was already parking in the parking lot of a stadium in North Las Vegas.
Springs seemed familiar with the organizers of the rally. He took Link and they found the organizer of the rally.
Some of these organizers recognized Christopher. After learning about their needs, he immediately arranged a small room for them and said that he could help them find some suitable people to be interviewed by them.
Seeing that they didn't need him, Link left the room and walked outside to the stadium.
It is an enclosed stadium and there are no spectator seats.
He walked out of the room and saw more people than before. But he thought about it and knew it was normal. There are probably more than 100,000 homeless people in Las Vegas. Although there are such charities in various districts, it should be relatively large here.
Homeless people are not necessarily because of gambling, but they are certainly unemployed. There are all kinds of people.
On one side of the stadium are benches where social volunteers register the unemployed, help them find job opportunities, or provide them with legal aid, and on the other side there is food to pick up for free and some donated clothing.
Link saw a white woman in her thirties sitting in a plastic chair in one corner with a child younger than Hannah in her arms. She used her fingers to pinch the breadcrumbs from the disposable plate and eat them clean.
There were several plastic bags at her feet, which were probably all she and her children's belongings.
He saw a lean black man with a limp leg walking and chatting with a fat white man in a wheelchair.
He also saw a police officer dressed in a desert khaki uniform. And this police officer is still known to him.
He walked over: "Officer Bart." ”
The officer was talking to a woman pushing a stroller about what to do with her safety: "At night, you'd better find a safe temporary shelter to stay in." If you are in trouble, you can call me at any time, tell me where you are, and I will answer 24 hours a day and will help you in the shortest possible time. You have my phone. ”
As he spoke, he heard someone calling for him, and turned his head to see Link. He first said to the woman, "Anne, remember my words and contact me if you are in trouble." With that, he walked over to Link and held out his hand jokingly. "Mr. Billionaire, I'm surprised you're here. Do you need a new job too?"
Pierre Barthes is one of the Las Vegas police officers who specialize in assisting homeless people.
It was the first time Link and Harry and Bill had come to Las Vegas. Not long after they arrived, they were confronted with a robbery at gunpoint, and they had not yet found a job, and it was with his help that they had helped. So the two know each other.
"Maybe you can introduce me to another job!" Link said with a smile.
Pierre laughed and said, "You know what? When I heard from you, I said to my colleague, hey, I once introduced him to a twelve-dollar job! He looked Link up and down. "It's great to see you now. If only the people I've helped have been one percent successful as you. Although you are involved in gambling, I am glad to hear that you are no longer gambling. You never need to call me either. ”
"I'm also glad to see you again, Mr. Officer, who is still full of enthusiasm for his work," Link said. I didn't call you because my phone number and clothes were accidentally thrown into the washing machine. I've always been grateful that you've helped me and my friends through this, though. ”
"Are you and your two friends alright? What are their names, Harry and Bill? If I'm not mistaken, that's their name. ”
"Yes, Harry and Bill are fine. Harry is running a Link & Harry restaurant, you can eat there if you have time, and Harry will definitely give you a free order. Bill runs a garage on the outskirts of Highway 95. ”
"It's good to hear that. Pierre said with a smile. "You didn't come here to find me, did you?"
Link said what he was here for.
Pierre nodded and said, "Someone should indeed remind people of the dangers of gambling." While those casinos are our main source of income. But we should let those people know that at least we have to leave a way back for ourselves. ”
Link smiled. He didn't think a movie could do anything.
Everyone will say before they bet, "I'm going to be measured." ”
But once you're at the table, you're greeted by heartbeat music, alcohol, and mouth-watering chips. Those will make people forget everything. The winning person wants to win more, the losing person thinks the next game will be overturned, most people will not want to stop, and eventually they will lose every last coin to the casino.
Link didn't want to talk about that anymore. He asked Pierre, "You've been working with these people for a few years, have you seen a lot of things like that?" and he gestured to the mother and son he had just seen.
Pierre saw the woman sitting there in a daze and said: "Her name is Diana, and the first time I saw her was in the afternoon seven months ago, when she was walking down the sidewalk with a stroller. She came to Las Vegas with her husband looking for a job opportunity. You know that in the last few years, the environment in the United States as a whole has not been good. Las Vega has one of the highest employment rates in the United States. So here they are. ”
Link nodded, indicating that he understood.
"They don't have a high degree of education, and her husband only has to do odd jobs occasionally, so I helped her husband find a job delivering food," Pierre added. However, some time ago her husband was in a car accident, but they did not have insurance. You know. I have met many such people, their lives are not guaranteed, and once there is a storm, life will fall into embarrassment. ”
"Doesn't the city government have a plan to help families like this?"
"You know, Las Vegas has a huge number of new homelessness every year. They don't have any social insurance. The government's welfare cannot take care of them. Pierre whispered. "Charities usually help them somewhat, but that help is very limited. Usually after three months, they have to reapply to a new shelter. Because the shelters of those charities usually only take them in for three months, unless they become volunteers in those institutions. ”
Link looked at the kid who was happily biting his fist, pursed his lips and asked, "Are there many kids like that?"
"Not a few!"
Link thought for a moment and asked, "If I want to help them, what can I do?"
"I know you're rich, Link. However, using money to help them is only temporary, and no one can support so many people. So I suggest you offer them some job opportunities if you want to. I think that's the best way to help them get back to their normal lives. ”
Link smiled and said, "I know, just like you helped us in the first place." ”
"A lot of them are homeless because of business, and of course, a lot of them because of gambling. ”
Link shook his head and said, "People who are homeless because of gambling are not on my radar. He glanced again at the woman named Diana, or rather, to be precise, at the child she was holding. "I think that children who don't know anything should live in a stable environment. ”
Pierre thought for a moment and suggested, "Maybe you could set up a fund to help these children, or donate the money to some charities or churches." ”
Link nodded and said, "I see." Thank you, Officer Bart!"
"OK, I need to talk to a few more people!"
"Can you give me your phone number again?" Link said, writing down his number and handing it to him. "This is my number, if there is anything you need me to help with, you can call this number. ”
"If you really decide to help those kids, maybe I'll call you more often in the future. Pierre took his number and then gave him his number as well. "I see the person I'm looking for. I'll go first. ”
Link stood in the corner, looking at the crowd of people who came in and left, everyone looked like they had a normal life. If it weren't for the obvious lack of confidence or sadness on their faces, the most you would think they would be living on a tight budget.
But, they are homeless people!
He saw a lot of people carrying their children to get free food. That's usually some bread and biscuits, and some milk for the kids. But that writing about food can't give children a real stable life.
He looked at it for a long time, and finally took out his mobile phone and dialed McAlee's number: "McCully, it's me." How long does it take to apply for registration for the charity we talked about last time?"
"I have all the documents except for the funds. As long as you provide a registered fund of one million dollars and sign the application materials, you can register. The whole process takes about two days. ”
"Okay, you come to Hans Farm tonight with your registration materials. ”
"Okay. ”