Not to mention in 1900, even in the 21st century, miners are still a dangerous job.

But compared to being shot en masse, the gloomy mine is not so unacceptable.

"Locke, you're doing the right thing!" Phyllis rejoiced.

"So I said, you need a gold mine if you want them to live better." Nelson Holt is full of appreciation.

"Thank you very much—"

"Thank you, thank you—"

"God bless you—"

The gold diggers were still crying, but their voices were full of happiness and joy for the rest of their lives, yes, working in the mines was indeed very dangerous, but at least they had a chance to live, and there was hope for them to live.

Mike came quickly, with a dozen security guards and a dozen open-top wagons, and it seemed that the De Beers Unified Mining Company was really in need of workers.

"Hello, Inspector Locke." Mike was overjoyed that the De Beers Unified Mining Company needed a large number of workers, as many as they wanted, not only to mine gold, but also to keep other mine owners without workers to hire.

"Hello Mike, these are gold diggers who steal gold, and according to the rules, they are all to be shot, but I think you may need them more." Roque didn't deliberately single out the yellow-skinned gold diggers, with Kevin here, Roque had to hide his true thoughts and not give Kevin any chance.

"Thank you, Inspector Locke, in fact, even if we catch the gold diggers who steal gold, we don't all shoot them, those guys who are shot are basically incapacitated, as long as they can still work, we must give full play to their value." Mike is the standard mine owner mentality, and Kevin is just a shallow guy who has a lot of personal ideas.

"It's yours, no wonder your De Beers Unified Mining Company's business is getting bigger and bigger—" Roque complimented casually, and he didn't want money for his beautiful words.

As a result, the beautiful words immediately took effect, Mike took out a money bag, originally planned to count the heads, hearing Roque's words, Mike laughed, and handed the money bag directly to Roque.

"Inspector, this is a hard-earned fee for the officers." Mike winced his eyebrows.

said it was for the officers, but there was no one else around, so whatever Roque did, Roque was willing to give everyone a share, and it didn't matter if he didn't want to swallow it all.

"Thank you!" Roque knew that there would be benefits, but he didn't expect so much, the money bag was still quite heavy, and 200 pounds would definitely have it.

That's right, more than a hundred gold diggers, one pound per person, at least more than a hundred pounds.

This kind of gold digger is also different from hired labor, and it is estimated that De Beers Unified Mining Company will not pay these gold diggers, so it is understandable that it is more expensive.

Sending Mike away, Roque called Martin over and threw the money bag to Martin: "Give the brothers a break-"

Clear!

Martin took the money bag with a fluttering eyebrow, counted how much it was, took out Roque's share first, and then divided it into 19 parts.

Well, Martin was also very open, and he didn't forget the employees of the Mining Bureau, and gave each of them a share.

In fact, there are few people in the Mining Bureau, and counting them, the average is not much less.

The key is this intention, to arrest those gold diggers who steal gold, these mining bureau employees did not help, this is a windfall, Martin did not even miss Kevin's share.

I can't do it.

Roque thought that Kevin would not want it, but unexpectedly, Kevin really accepted it with peace of mind.

It's shameless.

This kind of person is the kind of person who doesn't have enough to eat, what to do, this kind of person takes advantage of it and doesn't have enough, it is uncomfortable to suffer a little loss, angry people, laughing at people, not benefiting others, specializing in self-interest, insufficient success, more than failure, insatiable, mercenary, hated by gods, annoyed by chickens and dogs, but still feels good about himself.

Roque doesn't care about Kevin, it is estimated that after returning to Pretoria, Kevin should not have the face to pester Phyllis, and it will be good for everyone to live separately in the future.

Of course, if Kevin is still entangled, Roque is not out of the question, Roque wants to taboo Kevin's father, but Henry does not have to taboo, and then Roque has a way to make Kevin unable to eat and walk around.

In the evening, Roark arrives at Nelson Holt's room as promised.

Nelson Holt, the little old man, was very interesting, and prepared fruit and roast for Roque early, as well as an unopened bottle of whiskey.

Roque was overjoyed, ran to the bar to get Vermouth and cherries, and made two Manhattans for Nelson Holt on the spot.

"Why is it called Manhattan?" Nelson Holt doesn't know why it's called that.

"Call it Cape Town if you like." Roque is very arbitrary, just a name, and it doesn't matter if Nelson Holt wants to call it Nelson.

"Cape Town is a good name." Nelson Holt didn't care.

"Then call it Cape Town!" Roque made a decision, Cape Town is indeed more suitable than Manhattan, who makes the Americans unwelcome-

"What are you doing?" The door was gently pushed open a crack, and Phyllis poked her head in with a smile: "You two steal wine and drink and don't call me!" ”

The little girl had a big temper, and it was a tradition for the British to drink, and when she was in Cape Town, Phyllis occasionally drank some wine.

"Come on, come on—" Nelson Holt greeted with a smile.

Roque was busy pouring wine, Cape Town was not for Phyllis, Vermouth was not bad, the wine was sweet.

Two cups of Cape Town, Nelson Holt was in high spirits.

"Locke, if you want to buy gold mines, I can help you, but you have to grant me one request." Nelson Holt really had what he wanted.

"You say." Roque is noncommittal, it is okay to help, but also to see if it will bring danger to Roque, if the risks outweigh the benefits, then Roque will not hesitate to refuse.

"I have a son who is still at university in Cambridge, and I hope that Locke will promise me that you will help my son in times of need." Nelson Holt's request came as a surprise to Roque.

"That's it?" Roque was still waiting for Nelson Holt's next words, but after waiting for a long time, he didn't see Nelson Holt speak.

"That's all." Nelson Holt didn't drink much, and the demands weren't too much, even a little too simplistic.

"I don't understand, Nelson, why don't you just give the gold mine to your son?" Roque didn't understand why Nelson Holt did this, and if it were someone else, nine out of ten would have left the gold mine to his son.

"Locke, my son I understand that he may become a technocratic like me in the future, but he is definitely not a good businessman, nor will he be a good official, so the gold mine will not bring wealth and freedom to my son, it will only bring him danger." Nelson Holt smiled wryly, Puff is innocent, everyone wants a gold mine, but sometimes it's not a good thing to have a gold mine.

Knowing the son is more than the father.