Transformation

It was unlikely that Mister Van der Linde would play himself to ruin, but it was indeed possible that Mister Van der Linde would play himself to ruin.

Workers on the docks hurried to move cargo, the mahjong parlors Mister Van der Linde had developed were full of mahjong players, and billiard halls and other entertainment facilities were rapidly expanding on both sides of the street.

Meanwhile, Mister Dutch Van der Linde sat in a nearby coffee shop, watching the bustling scene of workers through the transparent glass.

"Mister Van der Linde!"

"Good day, Mister Van der Linde!"

Greetings constantly came from all around, and Mister Governor Van der Linde, without any pretense, cordially greeted the surrounding people, enjoying their adoring gazes.

Life in Saint Denis had advanced by leaps and bounds, completely different from the past.

A few months ago, people starved to death daily in Saint Denis, but now, people were reborn every day in Saint Denis.

The arrival of Mister Van der Linde brought the dawn of salvation; almost all the poor had received their own jobs and new homes. Their lives had truly welcomed hope and happiness, and all of this was brought by Mister Van der Linde.

Therefore, Mister Van der Linde's prestige was soaring!

However, Dutch was not here today to show off, but to meet Miss Camille and discuss the subsequent cooperation plan.

"Tap, tap, tap..."

The coffee shop door was pushed open again, and then the sound of high heels echoed inside.

Dutch looked back calmly and immediately saw Miss Camille, who had just walked in.

Completely different from her radiant demeanor half a month ago, although Miss Camille's clothes were still luxurious, the cold and elegant aura and arrogant style she once possessed had completely vanished, replaced by a cautious appearance. Even the sound of her high heels when she walked was not as crisp and pleasant as before, filled with a sense of caution.

Her beautiful eyes were still beautiful, but filled with exhaustion. There was no longer any arrogance in her gaze, only fear and terror.

It was clear that the short half-month of life had made her realize what true principles were, taught her Mister Van der Linde's advanced ideas and selfless dedication, and also made her deeply aware of her past mistakes.

Therefore, upon seeing Mister Van der Linde, Miss Camille immediately bowed deeply, showing her desperate respect: "Mister Van der Linde, oh, dear sir, it is truly an honor to see you!"

Miss Camille's voice was slightly hoarse but still pleasant. Mister Van der Linde did not speak, and she dared not lift her head.

But thankfully, Mister Van der Linde was still as approachable as ever.

"Oh, Miss Camille! It's been a long time, dear Miss Camille. How has your time here been? Dear lady."

Dutch smiled and extended his hand to help Miss Camille up, seating her on the chair opposite him.

Looking at Dutch's smiling face, listening to his words, and recalling the hellish life she had experienced recently, Miss Camille's tender cheeks trembled violently. Then, her face was filled with a forced smile, and she complimented with a choked voice: "Mister Van der Linde, your hospitality is truly satisfying!

Oh, you don't know, I was instilled with capitalist theories and ideas since childhood, which is why I was always so high and mighty, so unfeeling. But during this time, bathed in your light, I humbly studied your ideological guidance and theoretical content. It has truly enlightened me, opened my mind.

Through studying your 'Van der Linde-ism' ideology, I have deeply realized my intellectual errors, and I have truly understood what the most correct path is!

The more I study your ideas, the greater I feel you are, Mister Van der Linde. I beg you to allow me to follow by your side, I beg you to grant me an opportunity to learn the truth!"

Miss Camille's words were tearful, causing a group of ladies and gentlemen in the coffee shop to turn and look.

They felt these words were too sickeningly sweet; Americans never spoke such damn flattery! Their communication was always direct: you f*ck me, I b*tch you.

However, as soon as they turned their heads, their eyes were burned by the scorching sun.

"Oh, sh*t! Why didn't I say that? I also want to follow Mister Van der Linde!"

"Oh, these damn words are too sickeningly sweet, but for what is said to Mister Van der Linde, I can only say it needs to be even sweeter!"

A group of people looked enviously at Miss Camille sitting by the glass window, completely unaware of how astonishing this woman's identity was.

But Mister Van der Linde never cared!

Looking at Miss Camille's terrified smile, Dutch finally spoke with a faint smile: "Hoh hoh hoh, that's good, Miss Camille, that's good.

I don't know if you've heard? I once told my workers that everyone has the right to pursue a happy life! Everyone should have their own happy life!

And now, I have achieved it.

But, this is far from enough!

The path to a happy life for the people has been covered by a group of hateful maggots. What I need to do is lead them, eradicate all those damned beasts, and let everyone have a truly human life!

And you, just watch in Saint Denis, watch how I completely eradicate you all."

Dutch said with a calm voice, though calm, it was loud enough for everyone in the coffee shop to hear.

This completely ignited the emotions of the crowd.

The red books Mister Van der Linde had written recently were selling widely in Saint Denis, spreading far and wide. The passion against capitalism and the United States Government in Saint Denis was particularly high. Now, they had also personally heard Mister Van der Linde's words, which sounded like a declaration of war and also like leading them into a charge. How could they not be excited?

The coffee shop was noisy; some were so excited that they furiously wrote down what Mister Van der Linde had just said, then took it to the tavern at night to spread. Meanwhile, Miss Camille, sitting opposite Mister Van der Linde, kept her head down, not daring to respond at all.

It was unclear if she was hiding the extreme hatred in her eyes.

However, Mister Van der Linde didn't care at all!

Dutch stood up from his seat, then looked at Arthur waiting at the coffee shop entrance and said, "Alright, Arthur, listen to my command, advance into Mexico!"

Mister Van der Linde left the coffee shop, while Miss Camille was strictly controlled by ten gunmen and escorted back to Bronte Mansion.

She couldn't leave, at least not until Mister Van der Linde was fully developed, or until the American East discovered the changes in the West.