Luke looked at the expression of four people and smiled: "I'm kidding. However, I don't think they have any money, so it's OK to lose money... "

The two black boys are in a lot of spirits. They seem to be encouraged by the good news.

"But!" Luke went on without hesitation: "there should be no less compensation, lest they think that they should not be punished for doing bad things."

Fudge was more straightforward this time: "yes. As long as you don't seriously hurt them, you're free. "

The lips of the two black boys are white again: brother, do you want to play so wonderful! No, I didn't give you a lawyer's fee!

Luke waved: "I'm not interested in beating children. But just now you said you want them to find a formal job? "

Fudge nodded, "yes, or they will wander in the street like this. They will go to prison in two years and die in the street in a few years."

Luke: Well, I hired them to work for me on a temporary basis, even if it was the compensation they gave me

Four people in front of him were all stunned: "what?"

This condition sounds like Luke's compensation to these two black boys, not their compensation to Luke.

Luke continued: "I'm going to decorate the house these days, and all the construction waste will be handed over to them. Pay day end, every hour Ten dollars. "

Four people again froze.

At present, the minimum hourly wage in the United States is only a little over $5, and many low-level workers are striving to raise the hourly wage to around $7.5.

Ten yuan an hour is really not low for temporary workers.

Luke looked at the two black boys. "Who have a license?"

The two black boys shook their heads together, but the short one added, "I can drive, but I didn't get a license."

Luke was not surprised.

America is a country with wheels. In his early ten's, he was encouraged by drakes to drive tractors and pickups on the pasture.

But I have to pass the written test for driving license. The short black boy certainly doesn't like this, so he didn't get his driving license.

"I'll find a reliable driver who can drive. He's also paid ten dollars an hour. He's responsible for driving you to throw construction waste. If you can find a car to transport the garbage, the car rental fee can be calculated separately. " He said.

The two black boys looked at each other and said, "well What are we doing? "

Luke glanced at him: "of course, the driver is only responsible for driving. You two should concentrate on moving garbage."

Two black boys stare big eyes: "what?"

Luke leisurely said: "if you have professional skills, you can make money by skills. If you don't have the ability, you can sell coolie honestly. Isn't that very reasonable? Who told you you didn't have a license. "

The short black boy was biting his teeth, and his heart was filled with chagrin. He could drive himself, and even drove very well. He just didn't want to go to the exam.

At one glance, he became a coolie seller.

Don't accept the job?

He looked at fudge beside him and directly denied the naive idea.

He can make money and make up for what happened just now. This guy will definitely force himself to accept the job.

If he doesn't accept it, Fudge will definitely go to "home visit", and he will be caught by his cousin for a few days.

Under the eyes of Luke and fudge, the short black boy nodded stiffly, "OK, I'll find the driver later."

Luke nodded with satisfaction: "remember, my request is to transport construction waste to a special waste treatment company. If you throw it anywhere, you won't get paid. "

"The short boy even said:" to the garbage disposal company to pay ah

Luke: I'll pay for it. Do you expect me to pay for it

The short boy bowed his head.

He has no money, he has to give in!

Fudge suddenly interjected: "Charlie, is your cousin still at home recently? She still has a pickup? "

Charlie, the short black boy, was stunned. "You want my cousin to drive?"

Fudge smiled: "I believe her."

Charlie was speechless.

Of course, Fudge means that you can't trust him. It's best to find someone who can clean him up and stare at him. His cousin can make more money by the way. Why not.

Fudge looked at Luke. "Is that ok?"

Luke: "yes. Well, you're Charlie, you're lacca, right

Two black boys nodded.

"You can start work. If you work earlier, you can get more pay." Luke finished, opened the door and signaled that they could go in.

Charlie and Raka looked at the door they wanted to enter, but now they felt it was a prison door, legs as heavy as lead.

But under Luke's and Fudge's gaze, they could only move in.

Entering the room, the hall looked at the garbage heap that had been piled into a hill, and the two men groaned in despair.Charlie can't help but roar in his heart: are you decorating or demolishing the house? Why so much rubbish?

In fact, Luke didn't demolish the house, but he dug a hole, which was in a temporary cubicle in the hall.

Plus yesterday, we cleaned up the garbage on the fifth floor and the fourth floor. It seems a lot together.

Outside, Fudge said politely, "I'll call Charlie's cousin. Her name is Claire temple. She should be here soon."

Luke: OK

Fudge pointed to a small building across the ramp, where they had just come over: "that's Matt's office and me. Nelson Murdoch law firm on the third floor is our office. You can go there to find us if you have something."

Luke: OK

With that, Fudge shook hands with him and left.

After Luxon opened his hand, he took the initiative to walk two steps, stood in front of the skinny young man and stretched out his hand: "Matt, get to know each other, and have a chat when you have time."

Matt put out his hand, two hands, and then let go.

Luke looked at the hand, his mouth cocked up: interesting. A lawyer who has just graduated has such hands. It's more suitable to beat people than yourself!

Seeing fudge and his wife leave, they went back to their law firm more than 20 meters away, and he also went back to the house.

Looking at two Charlie and Raka staring at the rubbish, he laughed: "how are you? You are too happy to say a word when you see this big business! "

The two black boys stare at the same eyes of the cattle, and their eyes are more white: can you say something about people? This is a lot of things we need to move.

Luke did it on purpose.

Is it happy to have money? No, it's the biggest torture for the loafers to let them carry bricks honestly.

For them, it's better to steal and rob the bricks to make money, which is faster and easier.

It's about ease and quickness.

In the past, if you steal something, you can sell dozens of dollars. Now you can only earn tens of dollars from moving bricks for hours. Can it be the same thing!

He is too aware of the mentality of this kind of punk, so he doesn't mind paying.