Working as a police officer in Mexico

The best way to prevent corporations from getting too big is always nationalization!

My will is the will of the nation!

Before weapons, everything comes so smoothly.

In the Culiacan Industrial Zone, there are a total of 8 American companies, 2 of which are rather... brain-dead. Do you think Victor's soldiers are good stuff?

Sweet-talking ones are bitches. A real man, just directly shoots.

Get lost with your 20 million US dollars' worth of government bonds!

To keep the enthusiasm of the staff below, everyone gets a 10% raise!

The employees, who had been on edge, now threw themselves into the bustling production.

But this sudden crackdown on large corporations shocked many.

Especially when the stock prices of several big companies on Wall Street fell sharply, evaporating over 1.2 billion US dollars just on the opening of February 26 and continuing to decline!

Investors were sighing.

Capitalists were furious.

Georgia, Atlanta.

Outside the Coca-Cola building, one could see many tourists queuing up to check in, holding their cameras like they were paying homage.

In the dome office on the top floor.

White-haired Robert Goizueta stood by the floor-to-ceiling windows, gazing profoundly at the people below, cigarette in hand.

Several shareholders sat behind him, also with grave expressions.

"The Mexican factory decides our strategy in the Latin American region, we cannot just give up, we export over half a million cases a year!" One director said somewhat anxiously and equally irate.

"What do we do now?"

"Have the U.S. Government protest!"

"Do you think Victor is the kind of person who follows orders?"

The directors argued heatedly.

Finally, the one who first spoke angrily said, "Then let someone kill Victor!"

Everyone looked at him as if he were an idiot. What are you joking about?

What will you kill him with?

Sugar?

How can such idiotic words be spoken out loud!
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"Mexico brings us over 900 million US dollars in revenue a year." Robert Goizueta spoke, and everyone else quieted down.

As president, Robert Goizueta grew Coca-Cola's market value from just 4 billion US dollars when he took over in 1981 to now 30 billion US dollars!

Ranked within the top six in the United States!

When you have the ability, no one makes noise when you speak.

"Victor has already chosen two paths for us, either cooperate obediently or roll out of the Mexican market. Isn't the answer to this multiple-choice question obvious?"

"But sir, this damages our interests in Mexico, we will earn a lot less a year!"

"What do you suggest? Overtake Victor? We are businessmen, not politicians. We chase money, not power. For us, earning less is still earning, but if we lose it all, then we truly have nothing."

Robert Goizueta's "actively cooperate and take the beating" stance dissatisfied several directors, but they were only just discontent.

It was simply impotent fury.

"Treviso, you go to Tijuana for me and talk to Governor Victor; we are willing to cooperate."

The director sitting at the edge nodded, looking as if he harbored deep grievances.

"By relinquishing some profits appropriately, we can gain more… Money is endless." Robert Goizueta seemed to be speaking to himself, as well as a reminder to everyone else.

Choices are hard...

While some are willing to step back, there are naturally others who choose to stand firm.

On the 27th, hours after the American Pharmaceutical Association announced it would stop supplying drugs and raw materials to Mexico.

The Northern Mexico Pharmaceutical Company was established!

And it declared that it would produce insulin on its own, as well as cooperate with Indian pharmaceutical companies to mass-produce basic drugs, nearly 70% cheaper than before!

Without the Yanks' tariffs, Mexicans could afford the medicine even more.

This attitude of "I'll use fake drugs; what can you do to me?" angered the pharmaceutical companies that kept protesting, and many parliament members who had taken money also criticized his actions.

And in the insurgent camps of Mexico, they continued to kiss up to the Yanks, expressing their continued support for the genuine product, hoping for Victor to apologize.

As for Mexico City.

Some opposing voices also gradually increased.

After all…

Victor really cut off many people's source of income!

Quan Xiaojiang, such a mighty person, entered the Sanqing Education Team at 120 jins, and came out with a box weighing in at only 2.5 jins!

My name is Dohuan, and I fight so hard that the public cries out.

Including "too urbanized" Popo, how does that saying go?

Without glasses, you can't see Popo.

With glasses, you still can't see Popo!

Such a global environmentalist was one of Victor's old predecessors. Back in the day, at the sound of a little owl tune, he'd fall asleep for 24 hours.

Such powerful individuals had resistors, so what about the traditionally "chaotic" Latin America?

On the afternoon of the 27th, a group of citizens started protesting, demanding a new election, believing that the current Mexico was the product of a tyrannical dictatorship!

They demanded the reinstated rule of the Institutional Party.

Some even threw dog poop at the National Palace!

In such circumstances, the so-called "opinion leaders" stepped forward. A party leader of the Institutional Party, 39-year-old Popovich, surrounded by all, sang loudly "Mexicans, respond to the call to battle," which is both the national anthem and the battle cry.

In such a situation, he indeed managed to gather hundreds of thousands of people.

Popovich's photo and intel were immediately sent to Victor's office.