Chapter 44: Greater than Mayflower

  It turns out that none of the masters who made their families brilliant for a hundred years were mediocre.

  As soon as the guests of Thorpes sat down in the large office of the town hall, Vivian suppressed her disgusted gaze and gently closed the thick wooden door. Sandra then got straight to the point and stated her intention.

  They didn't even have time to collect their thoughts, and as they walked out of the Boeing passenger plane that had landed at the military airport, they saw in the distance a large parade ground with an increasing number of tanks, as well as several tracked vehicles with long, thick cannon barrels - self-propelled artillery was just a strange vehicle in the eyes of these Australian businessmen and politicians who knew nothing about war. Not to mention the jet fighters that occasionally took off from the airport to perform air traffic control tasks, and the twin-engine bombers that were not much smaller than the Boeing 247 passenger plane, which were said to have destroyed the Royal Second Division with bombs.

  The stronger the Red Alert forces became, the less bargaining chips they had. So Sandra and Luke got the consent of most members of Parliament, this time directly going all-in, unconditionally cooperating with the Red Alert forces, giving up ownership of private mines in Western Australia, at least they could keep their other industries intact. Those who disagreed, smart people are now distancing themselves from them, believing that the day the Red Alert forces enter the city will be the day they regret it.

  When Sandra said that each family had decided to give up the ownership of Western Australian mines, Zhong Yi looked at Luke, who also nodded heavily. Zhong Yi smiled and took out a few papers from his drawer, "These are industries that I will open to civilians after our army enters Perth City. If you are interested, you can choose one industry as a reward for your hard negotiation."

  "Ah?" The four people exclaimed in unison, during the negotiation, Zhong Yi was adamant about not giving in on the mining industry, and even said that he would implement military control... it turned out that apart from the mining industry, all other industries would be opened up... The surprise didn't stop there, "For the industries listed on paper, I will provide the most advanced core technology and other necessary support for those industries. For example, if you want to enter the automotive manufacturing industry, I can provide you with a world-leading automobile production line."

  "World leading? Commander, are they more advanced than General Motors and Ford of America?" Heir to the Lieberman family, Harding had studied in the United States.

  "Haha, Sir Lucas, you seem to be very interested in this industry." Zhong Yi smiled and nodded, "Not only do I have the production technology for small cars, but I also have production lines for trucks and even tracked special vehicles. However, the automotive industry requires a large number of workers, not just Western Australia, but the entire Australian state is short of labor. Harding, do you have any good ideas?"

  Harding was very excited, when he studied in the United States, he had specially investigated Detroit, the prosperity and busyness of the automobile city had made him passionate, this is the career, what men should do. Compared to Perth, it's too quiet, quietly it seems that except for the mine and vineyard, people here are idle every day strolling along the Swan River, with the black swan as their companion. For this reason, he spent a holiday making a detailed plan to develop the automotive industry in Western Australia. Only this plan was affirmed by his family and father, but Australia's industrial foundation is too poor, more importantly, the commander said that the population of the whole of Australia is too small.

  Seeing Harding's eager gaze, Zhong Yi felt very satisfied, and the feeling of deceiving people with a epoch-making vision was too cool. "Mr. Harding, if you really have ambitions in the automotive industry, I can help you make another plan, and we can even set aside a piece of land in Western Australia to build an automobile city that is more prosperous than Detroit."

  "Is that true?" Harding stood up abruptly, forgetting even his courtesy, and the Luk tribe leader frowned.

  "Haha, Mr. Harding, we are all young people, I like this momentum, and I can even help you solve the large population needed for the automotive industry, of course, skilled auto workers need to be trained by yourself."

  "It's settled then, Commander!" said Harding, who was in top physical condition, turning around. "Father, please allow me to give up my position as the successor of the family, you can transfer it to Byron, my younger brother. I want to go with the Commander to create a new city for cars in Australia!"

  Luke was speechless. What kind of noble son is this? And the commander... In just a short while, he had fooled away his own excellent son.

  Sandra, the old sly fox, was laughing at this farcical turn of events, feeling psychologically balanced, her son Hebal's heart had long been out of the family, now it was the Liberman family's turn.

  Wilson, who had been ignored by everyone, suddenly spoke up, "Commander, I'd like to choose the textile industry. I can build my own factory and purchase equipment. Can you help me find enough female workers?" In front of huge profits, what's the point of putting on airs as a governor? Even if he did, no one would care. Wilson had a sharp eye for business; Australia lacked people, but not sheep. All Australian wool was being bought up by British merchants and shipped back to Europe. If a textile factory were built in Australia and enough labor could be found, the cost would be half that of European textile products.

  Zhong Yi's smile became more endearing, and the textile industry is also a labor-intensive industry with little pollution, which makes more sense than that car city.

  This suddenly reminded Sandra and Luke, what's the point of having aristocratic demeanor at this time? Wilson, that greedy easterner, actually took the lead, snatched those few sheets of paper, and read them from head to toe. It was indeed detailed, with most of the people's livelihood industries included. The two old men exchanged a glance, so many industries, even if the two families put in all their efforts, it would be good if they could do well in one or two industries. And the profits of these industries will far exceed the income of the mine.

  "Commander, can we take this material back to Perth? Not just our two families, but many powerful merchants and families will be very willing to join the commander's grand plan."

  Zhong Yi raised his high-footed cup, exchanged pleasantries with the four of them, took a light sip, and said calmly: "Sandra Tribal Chief, Luk Tribal Chief, I attach great importance to equality and unity among all ethnic groups and nations. These industries involve a wide range of people, and I will not allow any group to monopolize them. They will be competed fairly by whites, indigenous peoples, and... Hans. The future Western Australia... oh no, the entire Australia will be a diversified society, we will become one of the most inclusive and equal countries in the world."

  The four guests looked at each other in surprise, and then a round of applause broke out, starting from Harding's hands. "Commander, you said it so well! I support you, let our country become the most inclusive and equal country in the world! Oh God, that's just wonderful! Commander, your dream is a hundred times greater than the Mayflower!"

  "This careless bear child, is it also casually said that he is a hundred times greater than America? Luke cursed in a low voice, and the remaining three could only lightly clap their palms together, with excited smiles on their faces. However, except for Harding, the other three's smiles seemed somewhat insincere."

  At that moment, we all knew that the commander's suggestion could not be refused or rejected. We were all tied to the war chariot of the Red Alert army. Except for young and confident Harding, none of us knew whether this was good luck or bad luck. Victory or defeat, we can only hope that this young commander is not just bragging, but really can lead the Red Alert army to unify Australia!

  Excerpt from "My Textile Kingdom" by Wilson Suk