"Hey! Eat less! It would be bad if Hull discovered it!"

One policeman shouted to the other.

The called policeman was now selecting food from the rice box.

He said in a vague manner while eating, "I'm afraid of Hull? Are you making a British joke?"

"There is a rich man behind Hull now! The food you eat now is all the ones that the rich man designates to give to the prisoner! If the rich man comes to see the prisoner again, the prisoner will say..."

"Enough! No more! I spent fifty dollars to become a policeman, and my life was not as good as an Irish devil!"

"Fifty dollars? Do you think fifty dollars are a lot? The rich man spent more than a hundred on that little devil. Who knows how much benefit that kid Hull has taken!"

"It's really... so rich? I'll go and see it when the rich come next time!"

"You'd better send the food first! Be careful that the little guy in the room is talking bad about you!"

"He dares!"

The policeman entered the cell with food.

Compared with a normal room, the cell where the little shoe shiner is not bright or a little dim.

But if compared with other cells, this is where the sun lives.

The little shoe shiner who does nothing every day and can eat nutritious foods has become much whiter and fatter, and even has not lost his mental state.

"Little devil! Your lunch!" said the police officer with a bulging belly as if he was about to break the belt and said in a bad tone.

"Thank you." The little shoe shiner said politely. He never had the fear of seeing the police before he was imprisoned. It was not that he had seen too much and was already numb, but that he found that the police were just like this.

When he opened the lunch box and saw the broken corpse of roasted birds inside, he looked at the oil stains on the police officer's mouth, and his heart was even more serious about looking down on the policeman.

If these policemen were a little shoe shiner when he was a fierce jackal in his eyes, but in his eyes, these policemen were just wild dogs tied up by chains and uncomfortable.

The big-bellied policeman looked at each other for a moment, and he was angry that a little shoemaker dared to look at him.

But he thought of the person behind the little shoe shiner and said with a smirk, "Little Devil! When will your boss come? I want to see him too!"

"I don't know... Maybe Mr. Hull knows, go and ask him?" the little shoe shiner said while biting a chicken leg.

The big-bellied policeman looked at the little shoe shiner and felt even more angry. Can Hull know about this? Of course not!

The policeman he became a policeman by donating money to the foundation. Compared with policeman like Hull, whose father is a policeman and his son is also a policeman, he is a lower end.

"Eat slowly!" The big-bellied policeman said gritting his teeth, turning around and leaving angrily.

The little shoe shiner looked at the fat figure leaving and chewed the chicken legs again.

After dinner, he picked up the stones on the ground and continued to carve the patterns Doug taught him on the wall.

He was still waiting for himself to go out and continue to serve Doug.

The patterns that are very similar to the drawings of the little shoe polisher seem to be spread all over the streets and alleys of New Haven overnight.

"Do you want to get rich overnight?"

"Do you want your assets to double?"

These two sentences are like brainwashing, washing the heads of every New Haven literate citizen.

I returned to Madison, who was only in the morning, and my whole body was covered with paint of various colors. These paints mixed with whale oil are waterproof and moisture-proof and difficult to wash off.

This dress is already useless...

Madison sat down on the ground and thought that he did not want to get up, but he did not have the strength to get up.

A night of street art is not easy at all.

His right arm, which he mainly used to paint, had begun to swell and looked like a large radish full of moisture.

The cheating he used to lift paint felt like he was dislocated at this time.

but……

Although he was very tired, he was very happy.

because……

He had completed the task assigned by Mr. Doug Clayden with quality and quantity. Thinking of Mr. Clayden's reward, a strong smile appeared on his face.

Following yesterday's riot of Yale students, the magical mural has become a new hot topic for New Haven citizens to discuss.

"Get rich overnight?

Oh!

Want me to rob the bank?

Asset doubled?

Oh!

I had nothing but this bottle of wine. If I doubled, it would just turn into two bottles. What's the use?"

The poor citizens ruthlessly complained about the slogans on the propaganda patterns.

Other citizens also gathered in groups of three or three to one wall for them, and guessed who drew it and what they were going to do in front of the huge poster.

New Haven has not had advertising posters in the past, but the area of ​​those advertising posters is not that big. How could it be like a painting that is as big as it is now, and it doesn’t write about what the product is.

guess……

reasoning……

Rumors of fantasy...

The fabricated truth...

Just a few rough and huge posters have already aroused the curiosity of the entire city.

Even the homeless man on the street who couldn't understand the words said, "How great is it to give me these gold and silver coins on the painting!"

money!

money!

Still money!

You may not be happy to have money, but you must have many worries if you don’t have money.

"Boss, all the female workers have started training. However, we have insufficient equipment and there are only one hundred people who do practical operations at the same time. With the loss, at least fifty sets of painting tools need to be added." Ross looked at the notepad in his hand and reported to Doug.

"Can increase it." Doug agreed, pulling his eyes out of the newspaper and asking, "How about it, can you still bear managing more than a hundred people? Are there any difficulties?"

"No difficulties for the time being." Ross said in a business tone.

She divided more than 100 female workers into five groups.

The five first batch of female workers except her taught each group of female workers to draw.

She is responsible for the coordination of all five groups.

For example, select female workers with fast learning progress, conduct advanced training, and start production as soon as possible.

The female workers with slow learning progress will continue to be trained by five female workers.

Then, based on the personality and ability of each female worker, we will decide who will be promoted to management.

"It's done well," Doug praised. He understood more at this moment why she was not old, but she could make so many female workers listen to her.

but……

Such capable people should not be without a job even in such a depressed period.

Such an excellent manager is harder to find than a man with two legs.

Could it be...
Chapter completed!