Chen Jianqiu glanced at the telegram and then at Abiot.

"What position does he hold in the Knights of Labor now?"

"Well, Hanif said, he's now the vice president of the California chapter."

Abiot said.

Chen Jianqiu touched his nose:

"How long has he been in the Knights of Labor?"

Abiot pinched his fingers and calculated, and also frowned:

"It seems like it's only been half a year."

Hiss~

Chen Jianqiu scratched his hair.

Yes, how did this product go from an assistant to a vice president in half a year?

Regarding this issue, Hawley, who was sitting in the office of the Knights of Labor at this time, was also a little confused.

The day after joining the Knights of Labor, the bearded Cronin pulled him to the highest bell tower in San Francisco:

"Little Moody, tell me, what are we going to do with the Knights of Labor?"

The bearded man looked down at San Francisco in front of him, took a deep breath, and felt like he was swallowing mountains and rivers.

"Fight for the interests of the workers!"

Hawley replied without even thinking about it.

"Yes, if you don't give them benefits, they won't follow you, so how can we do it for their benefit? Why negotiate with the capitalists? ”

The bearded man is seductive.

Hawley paused, then replied:

"We, want more?"

"That's right." The bearded man was satisfied with Hawley's answer, "Only when there are more people in your hands can your words have weight." ”

"The more weight you say, the more people will follow you."

The bearded man began to show his ambition as he pointed to the rush of pedestrians and carriages below, and the rows of buildings.

"Uh, why?" Hawley asked subconsciously as he heard something wrong.

"What, why?" The bearded man didn't understand.

"Well, I mean, if you follow more people, don't you become a representative of their will? After all, isn't it also a microphone? Hawley added to his doubts.

"No, no, no, most of them are blind and conformist in consciousness, and you need to guide them according to your own needs." The bearded man is like a teacher teaching his students, "In that case, they are your strength." ”

"When there are more people, it will be easier to do things, and when the time comes, you can choose to use more extreme methods to achieve your goals."

The bearded man suddenly felt as if he was talking a little too much, and he patted his head: "Hey, why am I telling you so much?" ”

He patted Hawley on the shoulder:

"Moody, I'm very optimistic about you, you are as passionate as I am, and this state is the easiest to get an audience."

"So, now, go and pull people, pull more people into the California Labor Knights!"

So, for the next period of time, the only job Hawley did was to pull people.

According to the original regulations of the Knights of Labor, the main object of development was the workers.

However, at this time, California was flooded with all sorts of union organizations.

In addition to the two larger organizations, Dennis Kearney's California Workers' Party and Cronin's Knights of Labor, there are various other small organizations.

Each of these organizations has its own turf.

For example, the California explosives factory where Hawley worked was the territory of the Workers' Party.

The Knights of Labor were doing something on their land and pulling them away, and Dennis was very unhappy.

This made him, the spiritual leader of the California workers' movement, very shameful.

For this reason, he also ran to the door of the bearded man's house with a large number of people to ask him for an explanation.

Who knew that the bearded nostrils were puffing out, and his attitude was unusually arrogant.

He looked down on Dennis at all.

In his words.

If Dennis, who stormed Chinatown with workers a decade ago, was a man, he is a soft egg now.

"Moody and Hunter have long been fired from the explosives factory, and they are not employees of the explosives factory, so you better not find fault with it."

So said the bearded man.

With that, he turned and walked into his cabin and gave Dennis a closed door.

Hawley started by going to the streets near the factory to pull people.

But the effect is very poor.

As a result, I waited until almost midnight every time.

The workers worked sixteen or seventeen hours a day, and when they came out, they were listless, and none of them were willing to take care of him.

"Hey, boy, I heard Bruce say, you're here to pull people these two days?"

A strong man in bib pants appeared in front of Hawley's eyes.

He was followed by a group of people dressed similarly to him.

At this time, Hawley was leaning his back against the wall, staring at the shoddy print in his hand in a daze.

He glanced them up and down.

These guys aren't good, they seem to have something hidden in their sleeves.

Either a wrench or a hammer.

People who work normally will not be here at this point in time, and the factory will not allow them to take the tools out of the factory.

Hawley didn't speak.

Seeing that Holly didn't reply, the strong man pressed his knuckles:

"Don't you know that this is the territory of the San Francisco Workers' Federation? How much do you want to choose to rob us of people? ”

He turned to his companion:

"Brothers, if this kid doesn't go to the Tao, let's give him the color."

Before he finished his words, he was slapped on the shoulder by a person next to him:

"Head, that kid ran away!"

The strong man hurriedly turned his head.

Behind him, there was still the figure of Hawley, and only a pile of leaflets of the Knights of Labor was scattered on the ground.

Although it was a little embarrassing, this incident still made Holly have an epiphany.

It's not as fast as grabbing.

Isn't it just pulling people?

If other workers' organizations are annexed in a "reasonable" way, won't there be anyone?

He can't do this kind of thing alone.

So, one dark and windy night, he found Hanif.

Listening to Hawley's idea, Hanif was very supportive.

"Okay, for the sake of the long-term peace and stability of San Francisco City, it's time to rectify these lawless hooligans."

He said righteously.

Hawley tilted his head and looked at him, "Hanif, I think you should go and be the police chief in San Francisco." ”

Hanif tidied up his clothes: "As a citizen who has made a home in San Francisco, it's a sense of responsibility. ”

Two days later, the office of the San Francisco Workers' Federation.

It's an office, but it's actually a low, small wooden house.

The strong man is bragging with his companions.

"Hey, brothers, we've got our money back this month." The strong man took a sip of wine and said mysteriously to his companion.

"Mr. Chris said that as long as we can get the workers in the factory not to participate in the joint strike of the Workers' Party, he will add a few dozen dollars more this month."

The strong man kicked the bottles under the table, looking quite proud.

Suddenly, the door was kicked open.

A group of men dressed as workers rushed in, led by a young man.

"How dare you fucking kick my door?"

The strong man jumped up from his chair with a bang.

His companions also picked up everything they could use, such as chairs, stools, wrenches, and so on.

They rushed to the door, ready to teach the uninvited guests a lesson.

Then, they retreated.

Because everyone on the other side has a gun in their hands.

"Hey, remember me, right? Brothers? The gun in the golden retriever's hand was pointed at the strong man and looked at him with a grin, "We are all workers of the Labor Knights. ”

The strong man looked stunned, and scolded his mother in his heart.

Shall I you, the workers of the Order with a gun? What about the crooks?

The Golden Retriever walked up to him and pointed a gun at his head.

"I declare that from today onwards, the United Workers' Party of San Francisco ceases to exist, and all its members, including the workers, will be merged into the Knights of Labor!"

"You fart! You don't have any hair, what are your dreams, you"

The strong man cursed in his mouth, he didn't believe that these people in front of him dared to shoot.

"Bang"

A wine bottle exploded in the strong man's head.

The strong man was dizzy, and the wine mixed with blood flowed down his forehead from his head.

Hawley threw away the fragment of the bottle in his hand and picked up a new one from under the table.

This bottle is full, and the amount is not the same as the one just now.

"Tou Tie, huh?" Hawley looked at the strong man's confused eyes.

"Knock"

Another bottle was slashed down.

This time, the bottle did not break, but slammed firmly on the strong man's head.

The strong man fainted to the ground without saying a word.

"Is there anyone else who disagrees with this proposal?"

Holly followed Chen Jianqiu for a while, and he learned everything about it.

He looked around the room with sharp eyes, and he looked like a little Chen Jianqiu.

What happened to the San Francisco Workers' Federation happened to other small union organizations in the years that followed.

Within a few months, these fragmented unions had completely disappeared from San Francisco.

In its place was a growing Knights of California Labor.

I drank too much yesterday and made up for it today