Rebirth of the Evil Life

"Minister Zhao, don't you think your proposal is outrageous? I would like to ask, how many foreign workers are there in the United States now?" Lin Feng asked.

Zhao Xiaolan was stunned. As Secretary of the U.S. Department of Labor, she naturally knows how many foreign workers there are in the United States. As the most developed country in the world, people from countless countries want to come here to pan for gold and make money here. According to statistics from the U.S. Department of Labor, this number is more than 15 million, and this does not include illegal workers. When Lin Feng asked this, he was obviously questioning why there are 15 million workers in the United States, why can't there be room for Lin Feng's mere 30,000 people!

Zhao Xiaolan was speechless. Indeed, there are so many foreign workers in the United States. Not to mention other places, there are no less than 700,000 foreign workers in Los Angeles. Lin Feng only has 30,000 foreign workers. Compared with the 700,000 foreign workers, it is really small. Nothing. In this case, the order from the Ministry of Labor is unreasonable.

"Mr. Lin, there is one thing you must understand. You are not an ordinary person. You have a huge influence in the United States and around the world. Your every move affects thousands of people. You have summoned 30,000 people from overseas to come to the United States this time. , the influence is too great, it has caused great impact on the American talent market, has affected the normal employment order in our country, and caused panic among the American people. If this situation is allowed to continue, it will cause the American people to boycott your companies. And your future in the United States!" Zhao Xiaolan didn't know what she was talking about. She couldn't believe that these words were coming from her own mouth. But it must be said. It can't be said that because of the protests of Miller Oaks and others, she had to compromise with these few people and put pressure on Lin Feng instead. This is so shameful. Too cowardly.

Lin Feng smiled lightly.

"Minister Zhao, what if I don't care about the reaction of the American people, or what if I have a way to calm the imbalance in their hearts?" Lin Fengxiao said.

"This..." Zhao Xiaolan couldn't answer. The key to this issue lies in the collective pressure from upper-class Americans such as Miller-Oakes, or to be precise, the pressure from the American Motion Picture Association. The last time Lin Feng created a "Lin Feng Film and Art Festival", it was enough to make the American Film Association dissatisfied. Now, Lin Feng has also created a "Wind Temple". Just building a "Wind Temple" next door to Hollywood, and the scale is still so grand, it is obvious that they want to completely compete with Hollywood and discredit Hollywood. Naturally, the film association cannot bear this situation.

Zhao Xiaolan sighed helplessly. Although she supports Lin Feng in terms of her little China complex, but in terms of her identity as an American and as the Minister of Labor. She's on Miller-Oakes' side.

"Mr. Lin, you have to understand that no matter what, the U.S. government serves the American people. So..." Zhao Xiaolan could only turn her head to the American people again.

"Minister Zhao. I think it's not the American people who are unhappy with me, but the film companies from the Motion Picture Association. To be clear, it's Miller Oaks and the others who are unhappy with me!" Lin Feng made the topic clear.

Zhao Xiaolan looked embarrassed. Lin Feng is really a little out of his way now. It's enough for everyone to know some things in their mind. Why bother to say it thoroughly? If you say it clearly, no one will be able to step down, and sometimes it will make things worse out of control. But Lin Feng always likes this. No wonder many wealthy people in the West comment that the person they least want to chat with is Lin Feng.

In the West, there are always good news reporters conducting various competitions every year, including who is the most annoying person, the person who is least willing to talk, etc., and this is among them. Usually Lin Feng is among the best. This is evident from the bad impression it has on the upper class society in the West.

"Mr. Lin, since you know it well, I will make it clear to you. This time, we are definitely on the side of the American Motion Picture Association. You must send one-third of the 30,000 workers back to China, and then hire 1 Thousands of American workers. Otherwise, your 'Wind Temple' will be suspended indefinitely!" Zhao Xiaolan also said with anger.

Originally, she really didn't want to break up with Lin Feng, but Lin Feng was too hateful and insisted on changing the topic, leaving everyone with no way out, black face against black face. This is not what Zhao Xiaolan wants. But Lin Feng did this, and she had no choice but to accompany him to the end.

"What? You can't argue with reason, it's better than fists!" Lin Feng said leisurely.

Zhao Xiaolan frowned, Lin Feng's tone was a little bit hateful, and his smile and face really made him want to slap him. However, Zhao Xiaolan was not an ordinary person. In the end, she took a long breath and swallowed the thought of beating Lin Feng.

"Mr. Lin, if you want to say that, then that's it. I don't want to say more about the rest. I hope you make a decision as soon as possible! I have something else to do, so I'll leave first!" Zhao Xiaolan didn't want to talk to Lin Feng anymore, otherwise she would really I can't help but slap this man. It's so hateful. He actually lets himself talk like a robber. This man is so hateful.

Lin Feng watched Zhao Xiaolan leave without getting up.

"Minister Zhao, you are being unreasonable, so I have no choice but to be unreasonable. Originally, I thought that we are all Chinese compatriots, and I wanted to show some kindness to you. In this case, don't blame me for being rude." Lin Feng said in a long voice. explain.

Zhao Xiaolan frowned, then snorted coldly and walked away. This time the Ministry of Labor took action. Although the reasons were not sufficient, it was enough to deport Lin Feng and the 30,000 workers. She did not believe that Lin Feng could do anything. Don't forget, this is America!

"Boss!" Lin Chiling came out and looked at Zhao Xiaolan who was walking away, angrily, "She is Chinese, born in China."

"Zhiling, forget it, stop talking. Everyone has their own position. I never blame her for this. Just because the other person is Chinese and I am Chinese, I cannot ask the other party to change their position or behavior for me. The policy of doing things! On this issue, I never think that Chinese Americans have an obligation to serve China!" Lin Feng said loudly.

"Boss!" Lin Chiling did not expect Lin Feng to say these words. Although this sounds right, from the heart, it is a bit unacceptable. After all, we are all Chinese, descendants of the Yan and Huang people. In foreign countries, shouldn’t we have to help our own people?

"Okay, don't delve into this issue anymore, otherwise, people will go crazy if they continue to delve into it." Lin Feng said with a smile.

The problem of Chinese Americans has always existed. In mainland China, everyone thinks that Chinese people should help China because they are Chinese. But in the eyes of the Chinese, they have separated from China and are no longer Chinese. They just have yellow skin and their ancestors were born and raised in China. Although blood is thicker than water, they have no responsibility or obligation and must favor China in everything.

Regarding this issue, Lin Feng has already figured it out during his visits over the years. Chinese people are willing to help China, which is their gratitude and repayment to China. If they are not willing, it is normal. As a Chinese, there is no need to go on the line and call them traitors and lackeys. This is completely unnecessary, because the nationality of the other party is no longer Chinese, so the term traitor does not exist.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, if these Chinese-Americans are really biased towards China, I am afraid that governments will not hire Chinese-Americans on a large scale, and Chinese-Americans will not be able to serve in some key positions.

"What should we do now?" Lin Chiling asked worriedly.

"Haha, it's very simple. Leave this matter to Trump! We have signed a contract!" Lin Feng said with a smile.

ah? Lin Chiling was stunned for a moment, not understanding what Lin Feng meant.

"Haha, Zhiling, we signed a contract with Trump. Now that the construction period cannot be completed on time, we will naturally go to Trump to trouble him. He must settle this matter, not me!" Lin Feng said with a smile.

Lin Chiling was a little confused. After thinking about it, she realized that this was true. This construction period is a contract signed between "Second Entertainment" and "Trump Company". The contract stipulates that 30,000 Chinese workers must be hired in "Second Real Estate Co., Ltd." If there is a problem now, Trump will naturally solve it. Lin Feng's intervention was unnecessary.

Lin Feng just figured this out. In fact, from the beginning, Lin Feng did not need to come forward and directly asked Trump to do so. Anyway, the construction period could not be completed, so Lin Feng approached Trump. The two parties had signed a contract. If the construction period cannot be completed on time, Trump will pay compensation. And the amount of compensation is astonishing.

Contract, everything should be done according to the contract.

Trump was dumbfounded when he received the call from Lin Feng.

"My dear son-in-law, you want me to talk to the Department of Labor?" Trump was shocked. Naturally, he also received the news and understood who was dealing with Lin Feng. He had planned to watch a good show and see what means his good son-in-law had to deal with the Motion Picture Association of America and the United States Department of Labor. As a result, Lin Feng called and asked him to solve it, which made Trump dumbfounded.

"Donald, we have signed a contract. Anyway, if the construction period cannot be completed within 2 years, then you have to pay double compensation! Remember, it is double! That is 294.4 billion US dollars! Tsk, tsk, I am willing to wait. Two years, this is a good deal!" Lin Feng said.

"No, good son-in-law, you can't do this! This is too dark, I..." Before Donald could finish speaking, Lin Feng hung up the phone.

Donald was immediately dumbfounded, almost crying, and quickly called his daughter Ivanka Trump.

"Ivanka, my good daughter, you must save me this time. You must go and say a good word to Lin Feng. Otherwise, if you ask me to pay double the compensation, then I will be finished! I have to jump off the building. No!" Donald cried to Ivanka.

"Father, I can't do this. There is no relationship between me and him. Even if there is a relationship, the contract is clearly written in black and white, and there is nothing I can do. A deal is a deal, this is what you have always told me. ." Ivanka shrugged helplessly and hung up the phone.

Damn it, you bastard! Donald dropped the phone and cursed.

Damn it, you are the one forcing me to fight you to the death this time! ——Donald cursed at heaven and earth!

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