"Joyce, as a journalist, should always be clear about his position and never waver in any form. I think you can do it."

"Now it seems that I overestimated you, so our deal was cancelled. From today on, you will no longer get my help. Good luck."

Li Zitao is not prepared to do anything about her, provided that the matter is over.

The end of cooperation means that the information provided by him can no longer be used. Some people will pay for the abuse.

Joyce couldn't afford it, and so did the New York Times behind her.

"Mr. Li..." Joyce got up and wanted to stay. Looking at her expression and moving eyes, she knew that her brain was rapidly turning, looking for a reasonable explanation or excuse.

But Li Zitao did not intend to give her hope and left the fast food restaurant without hesitation.

This is the end of the deal between them. The previous decision is just a whim, and if the other side is obedient, it may continue.

Since there is no trust, there is no need to continue, how to rely on her own efforts.

She's made enough of the deal, and it's shameful to be greedy.

But in fact, everyone has the insatiable side of greed, only lies in whether they are found and controlled.

Joyce's performance in this respect is so bad that her self-control is as hopeless as greed.

So, after leaving the fast food restaurant and returning to her apartment, getting drunk and waking up again, she forgot what happened last night.

The news of the New York Times is still hot. After discovering that Hualian didn't act, some newspapers began to quote their reports.

But before they could enjoy the success, the letters of lawyers flying like snowflakes floated onto the desk of the chief editor's office, and the piles were full without leaving any gaps.

The New York Times has collected a lot of data, and the reports about Hualian look very real.

But in fact, the information they said was just a kind of "guess and inference". There was no direct evidence to show that Hualian was carrying out a conscious and targeted layoff plan.

All the data show that Hualian's sales in North America have plummeted, and the consumption of consumables and inventory has soared, reaching an alarming peak in just a few years.

All these can prove that there is a basis for layoffs, and they have not chosen to be held responsible. They just need to replace a group of new employees who are responsible and willing to work hard.

Judging from the recruitment situation, Hualian has no targeted tendency. White people and minority nationalities can get job opportunities as long as they perform well enough.

Military personnel are also given preferential treatment. Each shop will even recruit a disabled veteran, which greatly alleviates the military pressure and social contradictions.

To know these guys who have been devastated in the battlefield, it is the most troublesome role to be crazy.

They should not be easily provoked or detained like prisoners. We should also pay attention to the image of the government and its handling methods.

One carelessness may cause misunderstanding by the military... In fact, it's nothing.

But if the veterans rebel together, it is no longer a small problem, but a terrible avalanche of disaster.

Interestingly, all Li's industries maintain good relations with the military, and the recruitment of Hualian is a friendly signal.

Military priority, as long as there are no clear psychological problems of the guy, the success rate of 100%, this is already the best answer.

Perhaps that's why subsequent reports in the new york times are weak, because they can't prove anything.

However, Hualian in North America is telling everyone that they just want to get better and provide objective rewards and proper treatment for those who are willing to work hard.

It's just that people are wondering why the New York Times hasn't been bothered. It's a little weird.

But inside the newspaper office, several strange figures appeared one after another for several days. Some people saw the big boss slamming the door and left in a rage. The undercurrent surging made people feel uneasy.

"Charlie, what do you want today?" Lange bar, Li Zitao appeared here again, only this time his identity changed to contractor.

"I want the best, Riesling." Li said with a smile to the bartender.

"Yours is always the best." The bartender laughs and takes the bottle from the top of the shelf. The wine on it is the best.

"Ha ha, look at our upstarts, oh, look, what a thick gold ring." Jeremy's grinning face appeared beside him.

"You bastard... Give him a drink." Li Zitao points to Jeremy and signals the bartender to have the same for him.

"Hey, man, did you notice that?" Jeremy pointed to the right hand with the glass and whispered, "delicate baby face, little poor is waiting for luck, whoa... She looks interesting to you."

Wearing a striped uniform and red wine in his hand, his pathetic face was full of messages like "I'm a rookie, come bully me."."Ha, it looks interesting." Li Zitao felt as if he had seen her somewhere, so he decided to ask her.

"Do I know you?" When he came to baby face, Li Zitao said with a smile, "you have seen me for a long time."

"Er... I'm sorry, sir, i... I, er..." baby face perfectly shows what a rookie's reaction is.

Li Zitao guessed that she was not only a rookie, but also had just arrived in the neon city of New York from the countryside. She was at a loss. She was afraid of her hands and feet, but she was fascinated by it.

"You work in a restaurant." Li Zitao remembered where he had seen her.

Sometimes he likes to go to the restaurant alone, enjoy the time alone, and look at the crowd around him, which is a bit like a spectator.

The baby face in front of him works in his favorite restaurant. When she went last time, she was not there, which confirmed her identity as a rookie.

Bostin restaurant, located on Lexington Avenue, is elegant, solemn and mysterious. It is one of the best restaurants in New York.

They have dress code for guests, provide the best food and drink, and the guests who come and go are celebrities from all walks of life.

"Yes, my name is Charlene, Mr. Li. I met you in the restaurant, so that's why..." Charlene pressed her fingers on her lower lip, laughing uneasily.

"For a girl who just came to New York, she was lucky to get the job." Li Zitao hooks to the bartender and puts the empty cup on the table at the same time.

"Two whiskies. It's still my favorite." Riesling, Marguerite, or any other wine could not replace his preference for whiskey.

"You're right. I care about my job. I work very much... I came with my friends." She said, pointing to a small circle of four or five people not far away.

Just from the situation in front of her, it seems that she is not very popular. Otherwise, how could she stand here drinking alone.

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