"Minister Zhao, don't you think your proposal is out of line! I want to ask, "how many foreign workers are there in the United States today?" Lin Feng asked.

Zhao Xiaolan was stunned. As the Secretary of labor of the United States, she naturally knows very well 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 make money. According to the statistics of the U.S. Department of labor, the number is more than 15 million, which is not illegal labor. When Lin Feng asked this question, he was obviously asking why there were 15 million workers in the United States and why there were no room for Lin Feng, a mere 30000 people!

Zhao Xiaolan is speechless. Indeed, there are so many foreign workers in the United States, not to mention other places. In Los Angeles, there are no less than 700000 foreign workers. Lin Feng, a mere 30000 people, is nothing compared with 700000 foreign workers. In that case, the order of the Ministry of labor is unreasonable.

"Mr. Lin, one thing you must understand is that you are not an ordinary person. You have great influence in the United States and the whole world. Your every move affects thousands of people. This time you summoned 30000 people from overseas to the United States, the influence is too great. It has caused too much impact on the American talent market, affected the normal employment order of our country, and caused the panic of 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 came from her own mouth. But it has to be said. It can't be said that she had to compromise with these oligarchs and put pressure on Lin Feng because of the protest from Miller oaks and others. That's a shame. It's too weak.

Lin Feng smiles faintly.

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

"This..." Zhao Xiaolan can't answer. The crux of this problem lies in the collective pressure of Miller Oakes and other upper class American people, which is exactly the pressure of the American Film Association. Last time, Lin Feng made a "Lin Feng film festival" and swept "Oscar" in the face, which was enough to make the American Film Association dissatisfied. Now, Lin Feng has also built a "Wind Temple" next door to Hollywood, and the scale is still so grand. This shows that he wants to completely compare Hollywood and discredit Hollywood. In this case, the film association can't bear it.

Zhao Xiaolan sighed helplessly. Although she is supportive of Lin Feng in terms of her Chinese complex, she is on the side of Miller Oakes in terms of her American identity and her minister of labor.

"Mr. Lin, you have to understand that the U.S. government serves the American people anyway. So... "Zhao Xiaolan can only drag the American people again.

"Minister Zhao, I don't think the American people are unhappy with me, but the film companies of the film association are unhappy with me! And to be clear, it's Miller oaks. They don't like me! " Lin Feng pointed out the topic directly.

Zhao Xiaolan looks embarrassed. Lin Feng is really a bit off the road. If you know what you're saying, you can't explain it. If you can explain it clearly, everyone can't get down. Sometimes it will make things worse. But Lin Feng always liked it. No wonder many rich people in the West comment that Lin Feng is the last person to chat with.

In the west, every year, there are always good journalists to evaluate the most annoying people and people who don't want to talk. Among them, Lin Feng is usually among the best. Its bad impression in the Western upper class society can be seen.

"Mr. Lin, since you are clear, I will tell you clearly. This time, we are definitely on the side of the American Film Association. You have to send one third of the 30000 workers back to China, and then employ 10000 American workers. Otherwise, your "Wind Temple" can only be shut down indefinitely Zhao Xiaolan also said thoroughly.

Originally, she really didn't want to tear her face with Lin Feng, but Lin Feng was so hateful that she had to tear the topic apart, so that everyone had no way back. It was not what Zhao Xiaolan wanted that black face to black face. But Lin Feng did so, and she had to accompany her to the end.

"Why, it's more reasonable than fist!" Lin Fengyou said.

Zhao Xiaolan frowned, Lin Feng's tone was a little hateful, and the smile, the face, really wanted to smoke him. However, Zhao Xiaolan is not an ordinary person. He finally breathes a long breath and swallows the idea of taking out Lin Feng.

"Mr. Lin, if you want to say that, 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 have something else to do, so I'll go first! " Zhao Xiaolan doesn't want to talk to Lin Feng any more. Otherwise, he can't help smoking this man. It's hateful to let him talk like a robber. It's hateful.

Lin Feng watched Zhao Xiaolan leave, but did not get up.

"Minister Zhao, if you're unreasonable, I'll just be unreasonable. Originally, I thought that we were all Chinese compatriots, and I wanted to leave some affection for you. In that case, don't blame me for being impolite. " Lin Feng said in a long voice.

Zhao Xiaolan frowned and then went away with a cold hum. Although the reason for the Ministry of labor's decision is not enough, it is also enough to repatriate Lin Feng's 30000 workers. She doesn't believe Lin Feng can do anything. Don't forget, this is America!

"Boss!" Lin Zhiling came out and looked at Zhao Xiaolan, who had gone away. She was very angry and said, "she's Chinese. She was born in China."

"Zhiling, forget it. Everyone has their own stand. I never blame her for that. Just because the other party is Chinese and I'm Chinese, you can't ask the other party to change their position and behavior for me! On this issue, I never think that Chinese Americans have the obligation to serve China! " Lin Feng said.

"Boss!" Lin Zhiling didn't expect Lin Feng to say this. Although it sounds right, it's a bit unacceptable from the bottom of my heart. After all, we are all Chinese, and we are all descendants of the Yellow River. In foreign countries, we should help our own people.

"Well, don't go deep into this problem, or you will go crazy if you go deep into it." Lin fengxiao said.

The problem of Chinese Americans has always existed. Chinese mainland believes that Chinese should help China, because they are Chinese. But in the eyes of Chinese Americans, they are no longer Chinese. They just have yellow skin. Their ancestors were born and grew up in China. Although there is a source that blood is thicker than water, they have no responsibility and obligation to favor China in everything.

Lin Feng has long wanted to understand this problem in his visits over the years. Chinese Americans are willing to help China. That's their gratitude and reward for China. It's normal that they don't want to. As Chinese people, they don't have to go to the top of the line, scold their traitors and running dogs. This is totally unnecessary, because the nationality of the other party is no longer Chinese, so there is no word "traitor".

In fact, if these Chinese Americans are really bent on China, I'm afraid that the governments of various countries will not hire them wantonly, and they will not be able to hold some key positions.

"And now what?" Lin Zhiling asked anxiously.

"Ha ha, it's very simple. Let the matter be handled by the Communist Party of China! We signed a contract! " Lin fengxiao said.

Ah? Lin Zhiling was stunned and didn't understand what Lin Feng meant.

"Ha ha, Zhiling, we have signed a contract with the Communist Party of China. Now that we can't finish the project on time, we naturally have to go to the Communist Party of China for trouble. It's up to him to settle the matter, not me!" Lin fengxiao said.

Lin Zhiling is a little confused. After thinking about it, it's true. This construction period is a contract signed by "second entertainment" and "* *" company, which stipulates that 30000 Chinese workers must be employed in "second real estate Co., Ltd.". Now that there is a problem, naturally there will be a solution. Lin Feng came forward to solve the problem, which is unnecessary.

This is what Lin Feng just wanted to understand. In fact, from the very beginning, Lin Feng didn't have to come forward and let the Communist Party come forward. Anyway, if the construction period can't be completed, Lin Feng will ask for a contract, but the two sides have signed a contract. If the construction period can't be completed on time, * * *, it will be compensated. And the amount of compensation is amazing.

Contract, everything according to the contract.

***When Lin Feng called, he was immediately dumbfounded.

"Good son-in-law, do you want me to talk to the labor department?"*** I can't be shocked. Naturally, he also received the news and understood who was dealing with Lin Feng. Before that, he was going to see a good play to see what his good son-in-law could do to deal with the American Film Association and the U.S. Department of labor. As a result, as soon as Lin Feng called, he asked himself to solve the problem.

"Donald, we have a contract. Anyway, in 2 years, if the construction period can not be completed, then you have to double the compensation! Remember, but double! That's 294.4 billion dollars! Tut, tut, I'd like to wait two years. It's a good deal! " Lin Feng tut said.

"No, good son-in-law, you can't! It's too dark, I... "Before Donald finished, Lin Feng hung up.

Donald was so stupid that he almost cried out and called his daughter Ivanka - * *.

"Ivanka, my good daughter, you have to save me this time. You have to say something nice to Lin Feng. Otherwise, if you really want me to pay double, I'm finished! You have to jump Donald cried to Ivanka.

"Father, I can't do that. There is no relationship between me and him. Even if there is a relationship, the contract is clearly written in black and white, I can't help it. A deal is a deal, and that's what you've been telling me. " Ivanka shrugged helplessly and hung up.

Damn it, son of a bitch! Donald dropped the phone and swore.

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