When Meyer returned to the field, he arranged for his engineers to install the refinery equipment.

They overhauled the wells and found that the original well was well-equipped and advanced, and engineer Jackson even designed a pump for him to pump the crude oil.

Until the refining equipment is on track, Meyer has no plans to drill a second well for the time being.

So, now as long as there are enough workers, you can start work.

"Hanny! Hanny! Meyer called out his deputy's name in his office.

Hanney was working on the drawings with the engineers in the outhouse when he heard Meyer calling out to him and trotted in.

"How's the workers going?" Meyer flipped through the Standard Oil Well Operations Manual on his desk and asked, "I have to train for two days." ”

"Well, no one signed up." Hanni replied.

Meyer raised his head abruptly and glared at his deputy with wide eyes: "Not a single one?" ”

"Well, not a single one."

"Impossible." Meyer twisted his somewhat stiff neck, "This is according to the regular Chinese salary." ”

"What if the cost of living is high?" Hanny muttered quietly.

As if he hadn't heard what Hanny had said, Meyer thought for a moment, and then said to Hanny, "Go and inquire about the situation." ”

Hanny changed his clothes and went to town.

About two o'clock in the afternoon, Hanny rode back.

He took off his coat and walked into Meyer's office.

Looking at Meyer's expectant expression, Hanny's face was a little strange: "It's because the salary is low, and those Chinese people don't want to do it!" ”

"Impossible!" Meyer slapped the table, "I've dealt with them. ”

"They position themselves as cheap labor, and I have never heard of a Chinese employee who refuses to work because of low wages, and there are always people who will stand up and accept this price!"

As an employee of Standard Oil, he has seen all kinds of workers.

"Could it be that these Chinese can't read English?" Meyer frowned, pointing to a possibility.

He had come into contact with some Chinese laborers before, not to mention English, and he didn't even know Chinese Chinese characters.

"When I went, I happened to meet the boss of the grain store, and he was explaining the meaning of our recruitment notice to the people around me."

"These people don't seem to be the same." Hanny scratched his head, "They seem to be talking about 'equal rights.'" Whatever white people price, they get too. ”

Meyer jumped up directly from his chair, and the always elegant man burst into a foul mouth: "Fart! What nonsense? These people know what 'equal rights'! ”

"They also explained to me what the word meant, saying that they were no different from white workers. If there is, it is more ingenious. Hanni said.

Of course, these words were also taught to these Chinese by Chen Jianqiu.

The last time he and Holmes came back from Santa Fe, he looked at the stack of books he had placed in a bucket and something suddenly came to mind.

He pestered Holmes to compile a simple pamphlet in English; I was busy making a book in Chinese.

As soon as he had time, he pulled the people who were busy on the construction site to the square in the center of the town and gave them a crash course.

Hanif's meals are directly supplied to the classroom, and the price of meals without attending classes is doubled.

Holmes taught English, he taught Chinese, what he could say, what he could teach, what he could teach.

Chen Jianqiu also opened a small stove for Li Sifu, and if he had something, he would ask Li Sifu to take a class or two.

Meyer was a little confused, and stood there stunned.

"Otherwise, let's go outside and recruit people." Hanni suggested.

Meyer shook his head.

Transferring people from other factories, recruiting people from nearby places, and even recruiting Mexicans, these are not unthinkable, but they are not realistic.

Except for the refinery engineers and workers they had brought with them, no one else was willing to come.

And these people alone are obviously not enough to meet the production of oil wells and refineries.

"Add money! Add money! Meyer gritted his teeth, "I'll go directly, there are some things I have to make clear, don't get cheap and sell well." ”

He instructed Hanny, "Go find Captain Lynch and ask him to send a few men with guns to follow me." ”

Roswell Newtown, afternoon, half past five.

In the square in the center of the town, next to the notice board, there was an extra table and a chair, surrounded by a group of workers who had just finished their work from the construction site.

Meyer sat upright in his chair, while Hanny, with a pen, walked to the job advertisement posted on the bulletin board, changing the salary on it.

Under normal circumstances, the remuneration of Chinese is half that of white people in the same position, so this change is basically a unified horizontal line.

Meyer looked left and right, and did not see Chen Jianqiu in the crowd.

If no one translates, no one translates, anyway, what you say next, you will understand it.

"As you can see, the salary has been increased, and people who are willing to come to work come to me to register, and those who know English are preferred." Meyer had a notebook in front of him, and he turned the pen in his hand and knocked it on the table, making a "da, da" sound.

The white people in the crowd, you look at me, I look at you.

This amount is slightly lower than Chen Jianqiu's previous opening, and he didn't make much money on the construction site.

A few of them walked out, and a few young Chinese lads also stepped forward.

Among them is He Jiasheng, who went to the cave with Chen Jianqiu.

Because of his quick reaction and flexible brain, like Li Sifu, he is now Chen Jianqiu's key training target.

"Manager, it seems that there was a disturbance when Pete came before." Hanni looked at the white men and whispered in Meyer's ear.

Meyer nodded, glaring at a man with a gun next to him.

Captain Lynch didn't come over because he had something to deal with, and the deputy captain of the factory guard team came with four or five guards.

The vice-captain is a red-nosed Dixikee.

He straightened his hat, lifted the shoulder strap of the repeating rifle on his back, cleared his throat, and said:

"Before, something unpleasant happened here, one of our managers and several specialists were beaten."

"It's a barbaric, brutal thing, and it's very serious."

He looked around with an arrogant gaze, as if to show majesty, but also as if it was a provocation.

"I'm a very reasonable person, and I only believe in the gun in my hand, and I hope that in the future, here, nothing like this will happen again."

"The company has its own rules!"

The vice-captain took the gun off his shoulder and showed it to the onlookers.

"If it happens, I will exercise the power given to me by the Constitution to make a hole in the head of each of those people; If it doesn't happen, then I'm good friends with everybody. ”

"It doesn't matter if you don't have a gun, I can protect everyone!"

His words were not only a warning to those white people who had committed crimes, but also to the Chinese present.

The vice-captain was satisfied with his speech, and he looked at the people around him again, and found that these Chinese were also looking at him.

He triumphantly played with the repeating rifle in his hand and looked at Meyer beside him.

You see, it's better to use force.

However, at this time, a "poof" laugh suddenly came from the crowd.

The vice-captain's face turned red all of a sudden, and he just wanted to open his mouth.

The crowd parted, and Chen Jianqiu walked up from behind.

He changed into a gray cloth robe and stood in front of the crowd with his hands in his hands.

The eyes of many Chinese behind him were focused on him.

"There is no need to provide protection, we appreciate your kindness." Chen Jianqiu looked at the deputy captain and said with a smile.

"What do you mean?" The vice captain looked at Chen Jianqiu angrily.

Chen Jianqiu didn't answer, raised his hand, and said to the Chinese behind him: "Let this gentleman, look at your guns." ”

The crowd dispersed and ran to their house.

Half a minute later, they returned to the square almost at the same time, neatly arranged in a phalanx.

On their shoulders, they all carried a brand-new Winchester repeating rifle; At the waist, there is a Colt revolver.

"Work hard, Standard Oil won't treat you badly." Chen Jianqiu said to them, as if he was the spokesperson for Standard Oil.

"Family, take everyone to sing the song I taught you." Chen Jianqiu gestured at He Jiasheng.

A loud singing voice came from the phalanx:

"Wherever there's oil, it's my home

The red flag flutters and reflects the colorful glow

The hero whips up the war horse

How honorable it is for me to be an oil worker

Wear an aluminum helmet and walk the world

……”

The vice-captain was stupid, and so were Meyer and Hanny.

Although they can't understand Chinese, this momentum and mental outlook are really shocking.

One of them silently put away his guns, and the other two opened their books and obediently began to register the names of the Chinese workers in front of them.

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(End of chapter)