Once upon a time, Doug was a brilliant car salesman, with a car and a house, and when he took out a loan to buy a house last year, he fantasized about reaching the peak of his life before the age of 30.

It's been almost a month since he became part of the unemployed army, and it's hard to find a job, there are bankruptcies everywhere, there are layoffs everywhere, no one buys cars, car salesmen are no longer popular, and he has to live in Hoover Village.

Ironically, with so many people like him seeking comfort from alcohol, moonshiners took the opportunity to raise prices and empty their pockets.

"Bang!"

A rude knock sounded at the door, and when I opened the door, I saw that it was the creditor!

"Mr. Doug, the bank wants to repossess your mortgaged house, and the court has already ruled down......"

The bank clerk stood at the door, looking impatient, seeing that the room was in a mess, wine bottles were everywhere, and the faint smell of alcohol made him sick to his stomach, he couldn't help frowning, and his eyes became cold.

This time, he would never ring the doorbell as politely as before, and then negotiate amicably with the debtor, and then he didn't bring anything back to the company except for a shit-like promise of repayment, and was naturally criticized by his boss in the end.

"Sir, I'll have to start thinking about whether you're up to the job!"

The words of the boss were still lingering in his ears, and the staff did not dare to slack off, so this time he brought in the police and swore to throw the damn drunkard into the street.

"Oh no...... This is my house, get out of my house! ”

Mr. Doug came to his senses, the damn bank had robbed him of his car, and now he was going to rob his house again, he was furious, he struggled as hard as he could, his face turned hideous, and he punched the bank clerk.

Looks like we're going to have to be rough!

The drunkard was subdued by the police. Then throw it into the room. Then look at the door of the house that was shut. His eyes darkened.

This scene made the bank clerk shake his head and sigh in his heart, yes, his job is to make more people homeless, but he doesn't want to be one of those poor people, so he must not lose this job.

As the bank clerk left, he glanced back at the man's room and thought, "Come on, work hard." Work hard, and maybe you have a chance to buy that house.

The minions of the vampire bank are gone, and the sun is about to set, and Doug comes to his senses, perhaps considering the advice of the rich woman he met at the bar last time, who is a little older but still a little good-looking.

However, there were many people who had this idea, and he went to see that there were many handsome young men coming in and out of the rich woman's door, so he was dumbfounded.

This scene once again illustrates the truth that no one is indispensable. There is always someone to do the work, and there are people on the planet.

No matter how great the post. For example, presidents, such as certain historical figures who have been mythologized, in fact, if you think about it, even without them, the situation may not be faster.

The reason why we maintain respect for them is mainly that we are too ordinary, and we will subconsciously be "ashamed of ourselves", just like the goddess in the eyes of the dick is unattainable, but we don't know that the man behind the goddess is tired of vomiting.

It is conceivable that in the eyes of ordinary people, in the eyes of people at the same level, they will definitely not be glamorous, but will be evaluated as gray and dark.

Pulled away, back to the down-and-out unemployed Doug, lingered at the door for a long time, never having the courage to knock on that door, and become a cheap commodity chosen by others.

A strong sense of shame arose, and suddenly there was a sound of footsteps in the house, someone was about to come out, and Doug subconsciously turned around and ran.

How did I get to this point? What a shame!

Walking aimlessly on the street, I unconsciously walked to the original company, which is now closed and deserted.

"Hey! Doug—"

A voice rang out—

"Sure enough, I didn't recognize the wrong person, it's you Doug."

A former colleague got out of the Buick and appeared in front of Doug in a well-dressed and high-spirited manner, in contrast to Doug tucked up in his crumpled clothes.

"Hey! Vincy. You're a good mix! ”

Doug smiled reluctantly, looking at Vincy with some envy and some doubts.

"Let's have a drink!" Vincy invites Doug to get in the car, and the two soon arrive at a tavern.

The two have a good relationship, and after a few glasses of wine, Vincy took out his business card and gave it to Doug, which said that he was a producer of a certain film company.

"Producer?" Doug is puzzled, I've known Vincy for several years, except for being able to talk flatteringly, I really can't think of the other party's film talent, just like the old Wang next door to you suddenly became a big director, can you not be surprised?

"There are a lot more people watching movies in the economic downturn, and many people have nothing to do and love to go to the cinema to pass the time."

Vincy took a puff of his cigarette and smiled, "Movies, the noblest movies are art films." My company specializes in making art films, I see that your conditions are good, and the actor in the next drama will be you! ”

"Is this appropriate?" Doug was even more puzzled.

"Hey, hey!" Vincy smiled ambiguously, his eyes swept back and forth on Doug, and said slowly, "I saw you at the door of the fat woman just now, instead of you serving that fat woman, why don't you dedicate yourself to art?" Maybe there will be a visit. ”

"You—" Doug blushed, excited and ashamed, embarrassed.

In the end, only a sigh remained.

"At least my actress is much prettier." Vincy smiled and patted Doug on the shoulder in understanding.

Well, I don't know which bridge to go to spend the night tonight, thinking of this, Doug can only let go.

However, the expected beautiful heroine did not appear after all, and Doug's opponent was a short and chubby ugly girl, and Doug's face turned green as soon as he saw it.

"This is what you call a beautiful heroine?" Doug glared at Vincy and pointed at Nador fat, what's the difference between this lump of fat and a pig?

The ugly girl glanced at Doug, a little disdainful, and did not refute, but seeing that Doug was handsome, she didn't bother with him.

Later, she will caress this lovely "gentleman" well.

"It's good that I didn't pull a pig for you to play with! The theme of humans and animals is still a bit avant-garde. ”

Vincy sneered in his heart, but his face remained unchanged, he snorted, and patiently explained: "The script has been changed, and the romantic style is not popular now." You know. The world is not good now. There are a lot of bumps in the United States, and everyone likes to watch something exciting, so our movie style has also been changed to an exciting and adventurous type.

After all, we want to make underground films and try to satisfy the audience's preferences. ”

"No ......"

Doug kept shaking his head, feeling like he was going to throw up if he said anything more, and now he just wanted to get out of this damn place as soon as possible.

"Don't forget, you signed a contract. $1,000 for breach of contract! ”

Seeing that Doug couldn't listen to the good words, Vincy coldly reminded the other party.

Doug froze suddenly, looking at Vincy with an indifferent face, his eyes full of anger.

It's a scam!

If you don't agree, you may go to prison to pick up soap, and then the situation will be even worse!

Doug didn't have the courage to turn around and leave after all, because there were already two men standing at the door who looked like "Hong Kong (specializing in Tricky Boys)", looking at them with malicious intent, and they wanted to educate Doug about what a "fist" was.

Vincy shook his head at the door, and the two "Hong Kongers" who were guarding the door walked away.

Doug was relieved.

"Alright. Don't get angry, cheer up. If you play this scene well, you should hone your acting skills!

Think she's Joan Crawford or Hepburn! You have to believe that you have a talent for acting! ”

Vincy's face softened again, and he persuaded and patted Doug on the shoulder encouragingly.

The tabloid has reported the inspirational story of Joan Crawford's transformation from stripper to Hollywood actress, and since she can use "art and acting" as an excuse, she can barely make it difficult!

There's a $200 reward for this trip!

Thinking of this, Doug smiled at the fat and short "humanoid prop", and smiled so reluctantly.

The taste of it——

Who uses who knows!

In the end, Doug did not become the second Joan Crawford, nor did he become a successful actor, let alone meet a beautiful actress.

He made several "masterpieces" in a row that were popular with the American Guys, and it is said that one of them was even transmitted to Europe, and the British, who had a special affection for pigs, were particularly fond of it.

He later recalled that in those absurd years, people were particularly salty and wet, especially those at the bottom, who liked violence and catharsis.

Three months later, Doug, who had been "sharpened" into a stick, finally left the United States, and he was offered a way to get a job selling cars in that ancient country in the Far East.

"Don't blame me, compared to filming, that old and ugly woman is the real pervert......

Go ahead, go to the Far East, and use your excellent skills to make those dirt buns around! ”

"You can't play tricks ————when selling cars"

"It's all the same...... Hehe. I really miss the years before, when the prosperity was like flowing gold! ”

Vincy's body softened, and she collapsed into Doug's arms, stopping her breath and slowly getting colder.

These days, Doug recalls Vincy's last words in his ears.

Vincy dies in a gangster fight and asks Doug for forgiveness before he dies, and Doug forgives him.

"Say goodbye to America, don't go to this damn place."

Doug didn't want to pursue the story of Vincy and the ugly rich woman before him, he just wanted to escape from Hoover Village, escape from America, and escape to the city of Paris in the East that he had been imagining these days!

……

In April 1930, the Wall Street stock market was in a false boom, and soon fell into the trough again, never to climb again.

The Hoover administration convened several meetings of business leaders to discuss solutions to the economic crisis.

Tax cuts and the construction of large public works are the two most direct economic stimulus. Of course, this also includes an increase in import tariffs in an attempt to drive foreign goods out of the U.S. market.

To put it bluntly, it is beggar-thy-neighbor.

The meeting was in good order, and the capitalists attending the meeting all had their own calculations, hoping that the government would bail out the market and stimulate the economy, but they did not want to expand their power and interfere in the free economy.

Chrysler had been "trapped" in Washington for several days, with no effective resolution for a long time, and he was starting to get tired of such meetings.

When the U.S. auto market was depressed, he turned his attention to Asia, considering moving several of Detroit's car production lines to China, preferably through a joint venture to gain access to that market with unlimited potential.

Previously, it was Situ Nan who promoted the cooperation between Chrysler Automobile and China South China, and Chrysler himself was not active, and now his attitude has to change.

"Walter, congratulations, your mansion is almost finished!"

General Motors President Alfred Brown. Sloan walked over, and General Motors lost ninety percent of its market, and a large number of cars were crushed in warehouses, which worried him.

However, his face is still confident and calm, and the previous GM acquisition turmoil has not affected Sloan's position in the company.

ps: This chapter is to commemorate my passing career as a cowherd that ended before it began, so let's stop here!

On the night of Chinese New Year's Eve, my mood was affected a little and I couldn't write anymore.

Walking into the street, walking into the empty city, like an inception, the human voice disappears, time stands still, is it the footsteps or the voice of the heart that echoes in the mind?

In the New Year, the book survived another year.

What do you want to bless?

Happy Chinese New Year?

It seems too formulaic, so I wish you all good health and a good night's sleep! (To be continued.) )