People are all people;

There are many strange people who are sinful; Great people are the same.

Whether it is the "father of the nation" of the United Mexican States that controls history, or the pious "priests" at the bottom of the dust of the times, the people who strive for great ideals are actually exactly the same.

The heart of dedicating his life to the disadvantaged has turned all kinds of people into exactly the same person.

Tom understands the mood of such people.

Because Tom is also a "pioneer" who fights for the ideal of "greatness", but the path and direction are a hundred million points different.

Tom took out a golden fake cigarette, took a few puffs of filtered air, slowly stood up, walked behind Father Martin, patted Father Martin lightly on the shoulder, and explained to the priest in a very painful tone the "helpless" reason for hiring these young employees:

"Actually, it's not that I don't want to be kind to children."

"However, I don't use these children, the Yankees use them, and the Europeans use them, so it's a burden for me to raise these children."

"You say, under the trade-off, just in terms of human resources, my hero company does not lose hundreds of thousands of dollars a year?"

"If it's just a few hundred thousand dollars a year, I can accept it, and I can be willing to give this for the sake of my children."

"But I'm afraid that because I don't use these special employees, the hero company will go bankrupt."

"Won't these children be even worse then?"

Father Martin listened to Tom's explanation, and was a little puzzled, Martin, who had grown up so big and had been a priest for thirty years, had never touched more than four-figure dollars at all, except for Penny's previous donations of a few hundred dollars a month and a thousand dollars for important religious holidays.

The construction of the orphanage and church had just been tens of thousands of dollars, and Father Martin was so excited that he couldn't control his emotions perfectly, and Father Martin didn't quite understand the concept of hundreds of thousands of dollars.

Father Martin also didn't understand that hundreds of thousands of dollars were a drop in the bucket for Hero.

In Father Martin's worldview, hundreds of thousands of dollars can even reshape the planet.

Father Martin was overwhelmed by what Tom said was a huge loss, but he didn't want to give up the possibility of a better tomorrow for his children.

The priest confronted Tom in a trembling tone, hoping that Tom would spare the children:

"Mr. Smith, is it really going to make HERO lose so much money if you don't let these kids work? Will it still go bankrupt? ”

"You think, other companies use children, but hero companies don't, is their cost lower than that of hero companies."

"Yes."

"Then if their cost is low, will they be able to lower the price?"

"That's right."

"The same thing, they are cheap, the hero company is expensive, and over time, the hero company will not only lose hundreds of thousands of dollars every year, but it will not be able to sell things at all, and it will be completely bankrupt!"

Seeing that Father Martin's expression was still full of confusion, Tom went on to explain:

"For the same commodity, you buy it for five dollars, or you buy it for three dollars."

"Three dollars." Father Martin replied subconsciously

Father Martin already understood what Tom meant by "croacy" - the company could not sell goods without using special jobs.

But Father Martin was still reluctant to ask Tom:

"I don't know much about business, Mr. Smith, is the impact of not using these small employees really so badly on the factory?"

"You don't understand, if the HERO company doesn't need children and still raises them, bankruptcy is a matter of minutes."

Tom watched as Father Martin, who was somewhat refreshed, turned around to look at him, and knew it was time to add another fire.

Tom took a deep puff of his golden fake cigarette with a solemn face.

In a categorical tone, he said to the priest:

"I'll be honest with you, those who advocate not using these children are conspiracy theories from outside forces to sabotage our HERO company."

"These external forces can't see that we Texans live well, and we Dixies have our own national factories."

"It's not just them, but the outside forces that claim to reduce working hours are also such people."

"I've said so much, you should understand, right? It's okay to have one or two hundred orphans, but if there are tens of thousands of orphans, it may not be long before the hero company will go bankrupt. ”

Tom was holding a golden fake cigarette and as he spoke, he walked to the window, propped his hands on the edge of the window, and watched the sunset.

The north-south office has a view of the sunset.

The sunset shone on Tom's face.

Father Martin got up from his seat, walked diagonally behind Tom's body, and asked Tom in a tone that bordered on pleading:

"Isn't it possible for a child to have a better childhood?"

"I have a solution, but I can't say, it might be a bit ......," Tom replied slowly after thinking for a moment.

In Father Martin's field of vision, the back of Tom's head was just blocking the setting sun.

Martin King looked at Tom's hesitant look and told him about his past.

I hope this can impress the Aizhou factory owner in front of me:

"I was an orphan since I was a child, I didn't have a name when I was a child, Father King named me Martin, I admired Father King very much, Father King was like my father."

"As an adult, as an expression of my respect for Father King, I called myself Martin King."

"I witnessed the Civil War in its entirety, countless orphans were taken by the Yankees and sent to factories, and the children who remained in Texas were taken by the plantation owners and lived a life that was not even as good as a black slave."

"I tried to get more orphans into my church, but I didn't have the money to raise that many people, I didn't have the money..."

"It's all because I don't have dollars, I don't have money, so I can only let some orphans go to work in factories and work on farms."

"At least they're there, and they're able to eat..."

As he spoke, Father Martin burst into tears.

"I'm sorry, I'm a little out of shape."

"I want to be like Father Kim and take care of as many orphans as possible."

"But in the end, I spent all my money, and I sent the last few children to a farm where dead children die the slowest to die."

"With my last few dollars, I set out on the road to Rome, and I wanted to plead with the Pope to save the children of the United States who had lost their families because of the war, for the sake of the Lord's people."

"I didn't expect that! The Vatican, which is so rich by the Lord, does not have a single believer in the Lord! ”

"They're all taking advantage of the Lord!"

"In Rome, I even thought about it."

"But I couldn't rest assured of the orphans, and I went back to Houston."

"What if I came back, I still didn't... Money. ”

"I don't have that damn ...... Damn dollars. ”

As he spoke, Father Martin began to cry uncontrollably, and his speech began to be intermittent.