"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 back.

Zhao Xiaolan was stunned. As the Secretary of the U.S. Department of Labor, she knew very well how many foreign workers there were in the United States. As the most developed country in the world, people from countless countries want to come here to dig for gold and make money here. This number is based on statistics from the U.S. Department of Labor.

, above 15 million, this does not count as illegal workers. When Lin Feng asked this, he was obviously questioning why there are 15 million workers in the United States, and why there is no room for just 30,000 people like Lin Feng!

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 people, compared to 700,000.

For foreign workers, it is nothing. In this case, the order of the Ministry of Labor is very 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. This time you have summoned 30,000 people from overseas to come to the United States.

, the influence is too great, it has caused a 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 company.

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 out of her own mouth. But she had to say it. She couldn't say it because of Miller Oaks and others.

To protest, I have to compromise with these few people and put pressure on Lin Feng instead. This is too shameful. It is also too cowardly.

Lin Feng smiled faintly.

"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 Elaine couldn't answer. The key to this question lies in the collective pressure from Miller Oaks and other upper-class people in the United States. To be precise, it is the pressure from the American Film Association. Last time Lin Feng came up with a "

"Lin Feng Film and Art Festival", which severely wiped out the "Oscar" in the face, is enough to make the American Film Association dissatisfied. Now, Lin Feng has also built a "Wind Temple". He built a "Wind Temple" next door to Hollywood

" came out, and the scale is still so grand, it is obvious that it wants to completely compete with Hollywood and discredit Hollywood. Naturally, the Film Association cannot bear this situation.

Zhao Elaine sighed helplessly. Although she supported Lin Feng in terms of her China complex, but as an American and as the Secretary of Labor, she was on the side of Miller-Oakes.

"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 was really on his way out now. It’s enough for everyone to know some things in their mind, why bother to say it out loud? If you say it out loud, no one will be able to step down, and sometimes it will make things worse out of hand.

.However, Lin Feng always likes this. No wonder many wealthy people in the West comment that Lin Feng is the person they least want to chat with.

In the West, every year there are always some good journalists who conduct various competitions, such as the most annoying people, the people who are least willing to talk, etc., and among them, Lin Feng usually ranks at the top. His impression in the upper class of the West is so bad,

It's obvious.

"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 have to suspend operations indefinitely!" Zhao Xiaolan also said with a completely broken face.

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, and 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 that smile, that face, really made her want to slap him. However, Zhao Xiaolan was not an ordinary person, and finally heaved a sigh of relief and was about to slap Lin Feng.

The thought was swallowed up in my stomach.

"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 can make a decision as soon as possible! I still have something 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 person. 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 very 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 have never believed that Chinese Americans have an obligation to serve China!" Lin Feng said loudly.

"Boss!" Lin Chiling didn't expect Lin Feng to say these words. Although it sounded right, from the bottom of her heart, it was a bit unacceptable. After all, everyone is Chinese and descendants of the Yanhuang people. This is a foreign country.

Shouldn’t one’s own people help their own people?

"Okay, don't delve into this issue any further, 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, people think that Chinese Americans should help China because they are Chinese. But in the eyes of Chinese Americans, they have separated from China and are no longer Chinese. They just have yellow skin.

It’s just that our 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 long wanted to understand it during his visits over the years. Chinese people are willing to help China, which is their gratitude and return to China. If they are not willing, it is normal. As a Chinese, there is no need to deal with it.

Go up to the line and call him a traitor and a lackey. 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 the governments of various countries will not hire Chinese-Americans on a large scale, and it will be impossible for Chinese-Americans 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.

Huh? 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

Laugh.

Lin Chiling was a little confused. After thinking about it, it really made sense. This construction period was a contract signed between "Second Entertainment" and "Trump Company". The contract stipulated that 30,000 Chinese people must be hired in "Second Real Estate Co., Ltd."

Labor. If there is a problem now, Trump will naturally solve it. Lin Feng stepping forward to solve it can be said to be unnecessary.

This is something that Lin Feng just figured out. In fact, from the beginning, Lin Feng did not have to come forward and directly asked Trump to come forward. Anyway, the construction period could not be completed, so Lin Feng approached Trump, and the two parties had signed a contract. If

If the construction period cannot be completed on time, Trump will have to pay compensation. And the amount of compensation is very staggering.

Contract, everything should be done according to the contract.

When Trump received Lin Feng's call, he was immediately dumbfounded.

"Good 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 before.

What means did his good son-in-law have to deal with the Motion Picture Association of America and the U.S. Department of Labor? As a result, Lin Feng called and asked him to solve the problem. This 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 clicked his tongue.

"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 want 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 yet. Even if there is a relationship, the contract is clearly written in black and white, and there is nothing I can do about it. 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 threw the phone away and cursed.

Damn it, you are the one forcing me to fight you to the death this time! - Donald cursed!

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