Chapter 84: The Great Depression (3)

This is an America that has not yet had Bruce Lee. This is an America that has just gone through World War I. This is an America that is still in the Great Depression.
The Americans of this period did not understand Japan or China, nor did they care about the East. No one expects Chinese Kung Fu, just like no one expects Hoover.
Huang Xuan hooked his hand, smiled ugly at Thomas, and the crowd suddenly clamored.
Several Ford employees also looked like a good show. Thomas looked at Huang Xuan's small arms and calves disdainfully and said, "Do you have 1 cent?"
He laughed as he spoke.
However, the Detroit people do n’t like this kind of mouth-to-mouth skills. Thomas, who turned upside down, had to take off his suit and took two steps forward, saying: "Boy, let me send you back to the tribe, we have to go back to work. . "
Huang Xuan moved his wrist. If there was only one person on the opposite side, he must pounce directly, instead of waiting for this guy to talk nonsense.
Mr. Thomas was finally ready. He handed the document package to his assistant, walked to Huang Xuan with his bones in his hands, and smiled: "Philippine kid ..."
With a sneer, Thomas was like a pig with a hair on his back, a sigh of air flowing in his throat, Huang Xuan saved a punch for a long time and hit it under his shoulder blade, above his chest, and released The force took it back two steps, and Huang tried harder, jumped up and gave the American devils a blow, which ended the farce.
The director of the brown coat came with a few people at this time, and happened to see Huang Xuan knocking down Thomas and was startled. Trotting over and pointing at Huang Xuan said: "Boy, leave here, immediately."
"Wait, I still want to try him." Julian flicked his feet. He looked almost two meters away, and his strength never fell behind.
Huang Xuan didn't care about his lips, even if he couldn't beat others, there was Lorraine behind him. Why fear it alone.
The supervisor stopped between them and said to Julian: "Mr. Ford will come today. Don't make trouble here."
"Are the workers found?" The other person looked like a round field.
"You pick it." The supervisor gave up, followed by about 20 people.
Thomas just got up from the ground. Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, he looked at Huang Xuan fiercely.
"I can also draw pictures, can I try it?" Huang Xuan heard Ford's name and moved his heart. Although he didn't know whether it was Henry or Edsel, as long as he could talk, it was enough.
"Are you still leaving?" The guy in the brown coat shouted. Road: "Do you want me to kick your home?"
"The guy who wanted to kick my just got up." Huang Xuan said disdainfully: "I want to try it."
As a right, the jacket man can of course reject Huang Xuan, but he did not do so, and other people did not clearly express their opposition-the United States in the 1930s was the most tolerant of violent years. Men have been rooted in major cities in the United States since the Great Depression: Detroit, Chicago, Houston ...
"If you are lying to me. Don't think about standing and leaving from here." The man in the jacket said fiercely. Huang Xuan then smiled at him.
The men belonging to the unemployed army did not show disgust towards Huang Xuan, which is in stark contrast to the Germans of the same period, although the racism boom continues. But giving opportunities is the foundation of American society. Of course, the main reason is Huang Xuan's toughness, which gives the workers present a sense of intimacy.
A chunky white man took the information in Julian's hands and said to several people including Huang Xuan in yours: "Come with me," just in a small room near the factory door, he pulled out several parts drawings, Tao: "Can you draw the left view? Draw one for each person, and the sketch will be fine."
It is just an ordinary three-view, but in this period of the factory, the ability to read the drawings is to a certain extent a sign of a skilled site. Several people of Julian followed with curiosity, and stood around Huang Xuan waiting for him to be ugly. Normally, technical schools and factories only teach students these things, and Huang Xuan's age is not enough time between the two.
Thomas covered his eyes and stood directly behind Huang Xuan, his mouth breathing out, like harassing Huang Xuan.
Of course Huang Xuan can't draw, but Lorraine will. He took a pencil and said to Lorraine: "Help me draw that picture."
"Left view. Just look at the past graphics from the left of the object." Comrade Warden corrected Huang Xuan and complained: "If you use energy to manipulate you to draw pictures, it will consume too much energy."
"How many can there be," Huang Xuan said unmoved: "If we don't get them, we won't see Ford, but don't imagine that I will go to his house to find him, and I can't do anything for 10 days."
"Okay." After Lorraine compromised, Huang Xuan immediately felt a force around his arm and his fingers moved naturally.
This is not a rigid manipulation, but a forced guidance. Lorraine increased the air concentration around Huang Xuan ’s body, forcing his movements to meet the requirements. In this case, Huang Xuan gestured with a ruler in one hand , The fingers moved more naturally.
The three views are the most basic step in industrial drawing. However, ordinary does not mean simple. More often, drawing requires care and patience, and these are usually not present in a teenager.
For the arrogant white class, such advantages should not exist in a yellow race, and mean thinking, maybe black people will be better.
However, Huang Xuan's performance stunned the lively guys. Most of the people present were technical backbones. They knew every step of drawing, and of course they knew under what circumstances it would be more difficult and where they might need it. Think about it.
However, Lorraine ’s thinking process is indistinguishable by the human eye, and his movements must also be perfect. Thomas almost squinted his eyes again. "Looks okay?" Although believe in Lorraine, Huang Xuan still has some uncertain.
"Of course." Julian opened his hands to his colleagues and said, "Beyond the standard."
"So, I was hired?" Huang Xuanxiao asked.
Thomas also put away an arrogant look at this time. After the failure of the violence, he found that his intellectual level also needed to be discussed.
The man in brown also patted Huang Xuan's shoulder with surprise: "Not bad."
"OK, UU reading www.uukanshu.com and follow me." The white fat man pulled Huang Xuan, ordered five more people, and walked out.
Huang Xuan wobbled behind him and asked, "Which Ford is here today?"
"" Someone simply answered and asked Huang Xuandao: "Where do you study drawing? Your father?"
"Yes."
Lorraine explained: "It is Edsel. He should have taken over Ford's management rights."
As long as you have money in your hand, Huang Xuan smiled unconsciously and asked, "Where will he go, I mean how can I see him?"
"What do you want to see him do?"
"Uh ... just worship."
Several people laughed, Thomas said with a blank expression: "Edsel will come to our workshop, you will see him, kid."
"I will." Huang Xuan answered very seriously.