019 Don't shed tears if you don't see the coffin (10,000 rewards for the Pig Cola brothers)

As a victim of racial discrimination, Roque opposes all forms of racial discrimination.

For Henry and Phyllis's sake, if Arnold doesn't go too far, Roque can tolerate Arnold.

But after hearing Arnold use the word "yellow man", Roque has already sentenced Arnold to death in his heart.

Such a person should be thrown back to Britain and let him fend for himself.

The soon-to-be-fended person does not have this self-realization, and as the first in line to the Matilda family, everything in the Matilda family belongs to Arnold, including the Matilda gold mine.

At least that's what Arnold thinks.

So after seeing Roque, Arnold smiled contemptuously: "This is the Matilda Gold Mine, I am the first heir in line to the Matilda family, the Gold Mine is not mine, can it still be yours?" ”

"Arnold, why don't you recognize yourself? Is the first heir to the Matilda family the center of the universe? I repeat to you, Matilda's gold mine is Henry's, and has nothing to do with you, not even a penny, so put away your pretentious face, you are nothing without your father and your brother—" Roque completely tore his face, for this kind of person, any form of concession would give him the illusion that everything was under control.

The expression on Arnold's face was very exciting, he probably didn't expect Roque, the "servant" of the Matilda family, to dare to treat him, the first heir of the Matilda family, with such an attitude.

So after his face turned red and white, Arnold stretched out a trembling finger to Roque.

Not frightened, but angry with Roque.

"You bastard—" Arnold was mad with rage, no one had ever dared to do that to him, and in England, even if the heirs of the great nobles looked down on Arnold, they would maintain a semblance of politeness.

"Don't do it, the results are dangerous." Roque glanced at Arnold with disgust and disgust, and Arnold suddenly felt like he was going crazy.

If Arnold did it, Roque wouldn't mind taking the opportunity to beat Arnold up.

"You bastard, you'd better find out who you are, you're a dog of the Matilda family—" Arnold didn't do it, the lesson was deep enough.

"Shut up, you'd better figure out your identity, you're a subordinate who relies on your father and your brother to be arrogant, what are you capable of? Have you ever earned a penny on your own? You're not even as good as those street girls in the red light district, at least they can support themselves, what else would you do but go to the finance office to ask for money? Open your mouth and close your mouth to the gold mine, is the gold mine yours? Even if it's your brother's, it's your father's, what does it have to do with you? You're so embarrassed, you have a big face and reach out everywhere to ask for money, what's the difference between you and a beggar? "Roque's mouth scolds people, and it can make people angry to death.

"Bastard, you're done! You're done! I'm going to shove you down the drain of the gutter—" Arnold certainly doesn't have the same vocabulary as Roque, or he can't learn anything, he can't fight, he can't scold the streets, and he's nothing if anyone else ignores his status as the first heir to the Matilda family.

"I'm sorry, I'm afraid you don't have that ability, this is Johannesburg, you want to stuff the police chief of Johannesburg into the gutter sewers, do you think you are the Governor or the Queen? Neither the Governor nor the Queen would have said that! I'm in front of you right now, come, have the ability to try it? "Roque provoked, it is better to make Arnold directly angry into a cerebral infarction.

"Wait and see, wait and see—" Arnold would only repeat the phrase over and over again, he was now confused by Roque's scolding.

"That's enough, Arnold." Henry finally arrived.

"You dare to call me by my name, you should call me brother." Arnold roared, finally finding a new purpose, which was the only way he could maintain his self-esteem.

"Well, my dear brother, I beg you to get out of here now, and not to come to the Matilda gold mines again, and if you don't want to be thrown back into London, be honest with me in Johannesburg—" Henry snapped a temper tantrum with a more powerful head than Roque: "By the way, have you paid off your rotten gambling debts?" I really underestimate you, you are really promising, take the money in the gold mine to pay off gambling debts, and turn around to point fingers, I will tell you clearly now, the gold mine is mine, and it is also Locke's, and it has nothing to do with you, if you want to make money yourself, go back to your father and cry, maybe he will buy you a gold mine, let you toss casually. ”

Henry really knows Arnold better, and Roque's three views have been refreshed again, how shameless it must be to be able to pick up the bowl to eat, put down the chopsticks and scold his mother.

"Henry, I'm your brother, you have a little respect for me—" Arnold was almost mad, he felt like he was now stripped naked, and he was exposed to everyone.

"I respect the fact that you are my brother, but definitely not you, and your actions do not deserve respect." Henry didn't talk nonsense, and glanced at the door, where two black suits came in and walked up to Arnold.

"Sir, Lord Matilda wants you to go to him at once." Black suits are all poker faces.

"Are you sending me back to London? You're really my good brother—" Arnold already sensed something was wrong.

"If you don't want to be sent back to London tonight, you'd better go back to your father sooner, my dear brother." Henry nodded at the black suit.

The black suit grabbed Arnold's arm.

"Bastard, what are you going to do?" Arnold was insane.

"I'm sorry, sir—" The black suit apologized, his hand was not polite at all, and Arnold picked up and walked out.

"Bastard, let me go—I'm the first heir to House Matilda—" Arnold shouted frantically, his voice drifting away.

Henry rubbed his head, feeling a headache, and the family was embarrassed to be on such a superb product.

"Sam, it's business as usual, Locke, you come with me." Henry didn't want to stay here for a minute, feeling that everyone's eyes were mocking.

Roque nodded to Sam and followed Henry to Mr. Mayor.

Along the way, neither of them was in the mood to speak, Arnold is a person who has the ability to make everyone around him restless, and he is also fearless, knowing that no matter how much he tosses, Henry and Baron Matilda will not really hurt him.

But he obviously ignored that, in addition to enduring it, Baron Matilda could also throw him back to London, out of sight and out of mind, and let him go back to London to toss if he had the ability.

The mayor was not influenced by Arnold, and had a decent, unhurried attitude towards Roque, without particular enthusiasm or obvious coldness, and did not meet Roque in a more formal place like the office, but on the small balcony on the second floor.

"Chief Locke, I heard Henry say that you rebuilt Oak Town in Cape Town, so what advice do you have for Johannesburg?" Philip doesn't mention gold mines, but urban construction.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Mayor, but Johannesburg is too big for Oaktown, and I'm afraid my experience is not appropriate in Johannesburg." If Roque doesn't pick up, how to build Johannesburg is the business of Philip, the mayor, and it has nothing to do with Roque.

"Don't worry, just talk about it, you don't want Johannesburg to be so dilapidated, shantytowns, sewers, rats – who would have thought that gold was abundant here." Philip is clearly an aspirant and in Johannesburg, where everything is in ruins, it's not hard to make a difference.

"Mr. Mayor, if it's just urban construction, it's really simple, leave professional things to professional people to do, there are professional urban planners in Christian's company, the question is whether it is necessary to do this, the war is not over yet, the future of Johannesburg is not clear, if the Boers make a comeback after the war, then everything we are doing now is meaningless." Roque doesn't go around in circles, everyone is drunk and I feel very bad when I wake up, the wealth and prosperity in front of me may be wiped out in the future, Roque wants to wake up Philip, Alfred Milner, and Kitchin with a baton.

"Locke, it's not that serious." Philip didn't trust Roque's judgment.

Truth be told, if Roque didn't know the history of South Africa, he wouldn't have believed that just five years after the end of the war, the Boers had made a comeback and regained control of South African politics.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Mayor, I don't agree with you, if we all think so, then the situation is going to be that serious." Roque is not optimistic, the biggest problem in the Transvaal is that there are too few British, although it seems that there are not many Boers, but in the mines, there are still many Boer miners, and once those Boer miners have the right to vote, they can easily take away the dominance of the government.

For example, the De Beers Unified Mining Company hired thousands of Boolean miners, and for the benefit of the De Beers Unified Mining Company, Cecil Rhodes Jr. would certainly not agree to exile those miners, and the city government could not force the De Beers Unified Mining Company.

Although the total number of miners in Johannesburg is more than 100,000, most of them are Zulus who do not have the right to vote.

"Locke, put this issue aside for a while, and when the results of the negotiations come out, it's not too late to deal with this issue." Philip still has the arrogance of the English aristocracy, and he doesn't shed tears when he sees the coffin.

Perhaps, Philip will also think that Roque is alarmist, under the banner of democratic government, for the benefit of the resettlement of Chinese Americans.