Happy Little Mayor

Initial cooperation intentions came out. Pharaoh and Potter began to prepare a detailed cooperation agreement. Now they plan to start building after the spring. Potter goes back to do the preparation work immediately.

That Qingyang's work was also extremely popular, and immediately contacted his distant cousin.

Wang Bo is not very optimistic about his digging action. It is okay in the country. This involves the problem of going abroad and cannot be solved by money.

As a result, Qingyang worked very **** this matter and gave feedback in the afternoon. His cousin promised to come here to sit in the cafe.

Pharaoh was pleasantly surprised: "I didn't expect you to dig it. I thought you would be rejected."

That Qingyang laughed and said, "That's a must. I haven't done anything serious since I came to town. This is the first thing I'm responsible for. I must do it beautifully!"

The barista was ready to resign and apply for a work visa. This is not easy. New Zealand visas are very popular, especially for work visas. I don't know how many young men and women are waiting to come here to play.

Still, the relationship is really hard. Pharaoh's relationship is hard enough now. It happened that Grant Swift called him and said that he needed another batch of cattle and sheep, so he took the opportunity to ask if he could help him. A friend from China brought it to New Zealand.

After learning that it is the way to use a work visa, Grant said happily: "It's okay, leave it to me. I'm in the import and export industry, and the import and export population is my job, haha."

The barista was already searching, and Wang Bo began to look for waiters.

Because of the decoration style, he hopes that the waiter in the cafe is also Chinese, at least of Chinese descent, so that the Qin Dynasty clothing is scheduled to be used for the work clothes, and the Chinese descent is more suitable for this scene.

Some people in the town came to apply. Most of the early people who came to the town were locals with little money. They left the city because of the pressure of living in the city and they couldn't make ends meet.

For these people, any job is an opportunity worth seizing.

Wang Bo wants to recruit Chinese, so he is not very interested in the indigenous people, but unfortunately, there are legal provisions in New Zealand on employment, and discrimination based on color and culture is not allowed.

Of course, he can explain that my cafe needs to be Chinese to create a service environment.

But this way, it hurts his position in the hearts of the townspeople, because in their view, it is racial discrimination.

Some simple things will become so complicated. In the end, Wang Bo can only choose the best candidates. He first hired two men, two women and four waiters. Later, if necessary, he can hire Chinese.

On Friday, someone in Kurau called him Rob-Hackley, a prestigious farmer in Kurau, and called him to a conference.

"Me? Attend the farmer's meeting?" The Pharaoh asked puzzled.

The voice on the phone said, "Yes, Vance's Farm Ranch bought you, didn't you? You are its new owner, right? That's part of our Kurau Farmers Association."

Wang Bo smiled bitterly. He didn't know what farmer association he had originally joined. He was worried that this was a scam and what kind of membership fee he was required to pay, so he asked it in detail.

The other person was very patient and introduced the farmer's association again.

In fact, there is nothing. Kurao is a small ranch town, but there are many farms. In order to communicate with each other and to share resources, the farmers in the town have formed such an association.

This association does not track people, but tracks farms. The members of the association are not people but farms, so the farm can be changed at will, as long as it proves that it is the farm owner.

This party was actually not a meeting, but everyone had a party together, similar to the annual meeting of the Yak Club, but it was not so formal.

In addition, everyone also exchanged views on New Zealand's agricultural policy and market, and made plans. After all, spring is coming, after all, it is a good time to grow crops.

Wang Bo considered that his farm would also be planted and could not be left there. Besides, he hasn't talked to his neighbors and colleagues since he bought the farm, this is a good opportunity to party.

So he promised: "Thank you, Mr. Hackley, I think I can start tomorrow morning, we see it in Kurau."

Tomorrow is Saturday, and this meeting is held on the weekend, notifying him a little hastily.

The two sides agreed on a meeting place on Saturday. Wang Bo still had the impression that when he went to buy a farm ranch, Vince invited them to eat.

After waking up the mountain the next morning to exercise, he drove on a pickup truck.

This time he took Hani, Zhuang Ding and Captain, the latter two were unwilling to separate from him. Hani had a better understanding of agriculture and animal husbandry and was called by him to be a staff officer.

"You have to pay me overtime." Hani muttered dissatisfied on the way.

Wang Bo was even more dissatisfied: "I usually treat you well enough, old man, you asked me for money? Don't you think it's shameful and shameful to do this?"

"I originally wanted to accompany my son this weekend, but you were overtaken by it." Hani roared. "I want to accompany my son! I love my son!"

Wang Bo kicked the accelerator all the way down, and the car flew out.

Fortunately, he brought Hani. He followed the GPS navigation along the road and didn't know how to turn into a fork. He almost couldn't turn out.

At the entrance of the hotel, Wang Bo saw a Toyota pickup truck coated with Autobots. Robbo told him that this was the sign of his car.

A middle-aged man squatting next to the car was bored with clouds and fog.

Wang Bo got out of the car, and the big man recognized him at a glance and enrolled: "Hi, Wang, I'm glad to meet you."

Kurau is a small town, mainly farming and pastoral, there are no tourists, yellow races are rare, so it is not difficult to determine his identity as the only yellow race driving a pickup.

He shook hands with the strong man and said, "Thank you for coming to pick me up. Great. I'm still worried that I'm lost."

Rob said with a big laugh: "No thanks, my buddy, but I should apologize. The gathering of these guys is always unplanned and has no concept of time. It was a bit late to inform you yesterday."

They got to know each other briefly, and then, the Autobots led the way, and the two cars drove out of the town and headed southeast.

Rob said that the place of the party was at the home of a farmer called Mundo Johnson. He had a large farm with an area of ​​about 350 acres.

Kurau is now also a snowy city. The ice and snow in the city may have melted, but the surrounding Teukaulau and St. Mary Mountains are still snow-capped and look spectacular! (To be continued.)