No matter how expectantly Carl was looked at Carl by the executives of the American Staff Federation, Carl was unmoved.

Carl lowered his head and quietly ate the only employee meal bread in the world's factory canteen without wood residue and newspapers, and drank the bowl of porridge that was the only one in the world's factory canteen that really had beef.

Finally, the hungry executives of the American Staff Federation picked up the bread and porridge bowl and ate the porridge one bite at a time.

The executives of the American Staff Federation don't know why, but the bread and porridge fill them with satisfaction and happiness.

The executives of the American Staff Federation ate more and more deliciously, and ate faster and faster.

Finally, the senior management of the American Staff Federation picked up the bread in their hands, wiped the porridge bowl, and dipped the bread in the taste of meat porridge.

In the end, the executives of the American Staff Union ate every meal in front of them.

Although there were a lot of Hextech bonuses in this meal, these executives of the American Staff Federation did not know that there were various Hextech products in these meals, and they only praised the deliciousness of the food.

After this overly sumptuous meal for ordinary employees in the Smith factory area, these executives of the American Staff Federation became more and more curious about His Majesty the Emperor of Texas - Tom? Who exactly is Smith?

They have been engaged in employee activities in the old Yankee factory area for many years, but they know that the luxurious ingredients used in the staff meals in the Smith factory area are ingredients that even the small shift foremen in the old Yankee factory area and the old European factory area cannot eat.

Tom? Smith's image in their minds is also becoming more and more confusing.

Before the departure of the senior management of the American Workers' Federation, they all had the mentality of directly leading employees to illegal gathering activities after observing the current situation in the Texas factory area.

But now, after all the anomalies they have experienced in the Texas Smith factory area, they also start to want to meet Tom? Smith too.

In the old Yankee area, Silves and other senior executives of the American Staff Federation have led the employees to carry out countless staff gatherings in accordance with the guidance of Mr. Ma.

They went to protest, to protest, to stop work, to gather illegally...

But the result?

The economic crisis caused millions, if not tens of millions, of employees in the old industrial area of Yankee to lose their jobs overnight.

Not to mention the loss of a stable source of income for the old Yankee employees who lost their jobs, a large number of miracle pills from the Smith factory area began to pop up in the market.

These magic pills directly drained the last savings of these employees.

Eventually, a large number of old Yankee employees starved to death on the streets while factory owners dumped unsuitable food such as milk in the old Yankee area.

And Tom, on the other hand? Texas under Smith, even if he is unemployed, has Tom? Not a single employee of the Smith factory area starved to death due to the economic crisis.

Even before the economic crisis, employees in the old Yankee area could not eat such delicious staff meals.

While the executives of the American Workers' Union were reflecting on the "good sight" of the Texas Smith factory area, Carl finished his meal.

….

Carl helped the executives of the American Workers' Federation put away the clean porridge bowls they had licked, and said to them:

"I'll take the dishes to the dishwashing first, and you'll get ready, and we'll go see Tom when I get back?" Your Majesty Smith."

When Carl left, a senior executive of the American Workers' Federation, with a puzzled expression, asked Silves, the only mentor among them who had ever traveled to Europe to attend an event where the employee event originated:

"President, are we really right?"

"If the European theories you have taught us are correct, then why are our employees in the regions who have struggled so hard not as good as the employees here?"

Silves didn't know how to answer the questions of the comrades around him.

Because he himself began to question his own path – this one that originated in the German region of Europe

Divisional paths.

Is this really the right path?

Why don't we see any results?

Why do the employees here get such good treatment?

Including Silves, the president who had gone to Europe to learn advanced ideas, also had a thought in his heart that they should not have:

Tom? Smith, the "benevolent" factory owner, may really have a secret to making a real difference to the status quo of employees across the United States.

Carl quickly put everyone's utensils at the designated cutlery point in the staff cafeteria.

Carl, who was constantly smart, couldn't help but laugh a few times when he looked at the porridge bowls used by the senior management of the American Staff Federation.

Carl had been eating when he saw the bowls being wiped with bread by the American Staff Federation executives so that the porridge hanging from the walls of the bowls could be eaten.

This is called saving food, and if it is not good, it is a poor and sour move, and even the lowest employees in the Smith factory area have stopped doing it.

And that's what the executives of the American Staff Federation did.

Carl, the villain, looks down on these poor people from the bottom of his heart.

His biggest dream is to become Tom Smith's cousin - Johnny Smith, who lives carefree every day, does not need to intrigue, just needs to follow Tom Smith's orders.

"Hey~"

Karl sighed, who made himself miserable, he could only barely maintain his decent life by deceiving this poor and sour *** person.

Carl adjusted his expression, rubbed his sour cheeks, replaced them with a warm and kind expression, and turned to walk towards the top management of the American Staff Federation.

"Come with me, comrades, and I'll take you to His Majesty Emperor Tom Smith."

As soon as Carl said this, all the executives of the American Staff Union stood up in high spirits and followed behind Carl, who were now eager to meet the enigmatic man Tom Smith.

Carl led the executives of the American Staff Federation out of the staff cafeteria at the Smith factory and toward the Smith Farm to the south.

After walking a little more than half a mile, the group came across Smith Farm, which was a mile away.

At the same time, they were already in the field of view of the outpost in the Smith Farm area.

Due to the orders they had received in advance, the sentinels did not react to Carl's entry into the Smith Farm, allowing Carl and the higher-ups of the American Staff Federation to enter.

Finally, after more than ten days of train journey and a morning and noon three-view refresher journey, Silves led the senior executives of the American Employees Federation who were also refreshed into Tom Smith's residence.

The fish which can cat