American Super Rancher

Chapter 873 Sudden Thoughts

"It seems that Chinese are really easy to be bullied when looking for a job abroad."

After sending Zhang Bingyan away, Qin Xu lay on the sofa thinking about what happened just now, feeling a little helpless.

Although I don't want to admit it, the status of the Chinese is indeed very low in this country dominated by Caucasians.

After thinking for a while, Qin Xu took out his mobile phone and called Chen Mu directly.

"Boss, what's wrong?"

As soon as the phone was connected, Chen Mu's surprised voice came over.

Didn't you still sleep just now?Why haven't you slept yet?
"It's like this. Isn't it necessary to recruit people when we open a new store? How did you arrange it?"

"Boss, what do you think?"

Chen Mu didn't answer directly, sat up, and asked with some doubts.

He knew that Qin Xu must have had his own ideas when he asked this question.

Sure enough, there was a moment of silence on the phone, only to hear Qin Xu say:
"Do you see if this works? All the recruits in our store are Chinese, how about it?"

"All Chinese?" Chen Mu exclaimed in surprise.

"Yes."

Chen Mu's reaction was somewhat beyond Qin Xu's expectations, and he asked with some doubts:
"What's wrong? Can't you?"

"This..." Chen Mu hesitated, and said:

"Well, boss, let's talk about it later."

After hanging up the phone, Qin Xu murmured in his heart, why is it not up to him to make decisions about recruiting people in his own store?

But what about the fact?

It's really not his turn to call the shots.

"What did you say? There is such a saying?"

Staring in astonishment at Chen Mu and Jefferson in front of him, Qin Xu had something in his heart that he didn't know whether he should scold or not.

"Yes, boss, it is absolutely not acceptable to use all Chinese. It will easily cause dissatisfaction from the American government and the public." Jefferson shrugged, with a helpless expression on his face.

He never thought that his boss would have such an idea.

Are you kidding me?
Starting a company in the United States, would you think of not using Americans?
Isn't this giving those politicians and those trade unions a handle?
You know, there are still those lazy guys complaining at the gate of the White House that the employment rate in the United States is too low, and they are all taken away by those immigrants.

"My own company, I can't make the decision myself?" Qin Xu asked angrily, pointing to his nose.

"Of course." Chen Mu nodded and said sincerely:
"As long as you can suppress the pressure from the government, the dissatisfaction of the people, and the fanning of the media."

"This..." Qin Xu was a little speechless.

Sometimes, the power of public opinion is so powerful that you can't even imagine it.

"Boss, there is no need to do this." Seeing this, Chen Mu took the opportunity to persuade him:
"If we don't need some foreigners, some media can even say that we are racially discriminatory. If that is the case, it will really be over."

"Alright alright."

Qin Xu waved his hand helplessly. He still can't afford the big hat of racial discrimination.

"How about this, Brother Chen, try to control when recruiting people, the proportion of foreigners should not exceed [-]%."

"Twenty percent?"

"Yes." Qin Xu nodded affirmatively, "No more."

"Ok."

Shrugging, Chen Mu nodded in agreement.

As long as it doesn't affect the normal operation of the restaurant, he doesn't care where the people are recruited.

"Boss, about this, it's best for the three of us to know about it." Jefferson reminded him a little worriedly.

"Don't worry, I'm just talking here."

Qin Xu nodded and watched the two leave, feeling a little tangled in his heart.

How can it be so difficult to do something good?
……

After resting in the hotel for a day, Qin Xu, accompanied by Chen Mu and Jefferson, rushed to Boston.

Turning to look at Qin Xu behind, Chen Mu asked for instructions: "Boss, let's go to Chinatown first?"

"Well, just watch the arrangement." Nodding his head, Qin Xu rubbed his temples and agreed casually.

He really doesn't have the heart to think about these things now.

His young body gave him great energy, but it also made him feel very distressed.

Why?

It's because you have so much energy.

The exuberant energy has not been vented, and it is easy to get sick after a long time.

Especially during this period of time, I was still alone with a young girl every day, but I couldn't do anything, which made me feel a little fuel on the fire.

When he was lying in bed last night, he received a call from the hotel selling takeout, and he almost fell into a depression without holding back.

However, thinking that those people didn't know what to do, he finally hung up the phone cruelly.

And the immediate consequence of this is...

When I woke up in the morning, I had several pimples on my face.

Chen Mu glanced at Qin Xu with some doubts. For some reason, he didn't see him all night, and the boss's spirit was a little bit wrong.

But he thought it was because of what happened yesterday, so he shook his head and didn't say anything else.

Soon, the Knight XV came to downtown Boston under the driving of Dale.

Looking at the time, it was past eleven o'clock, Qin Xu signaled:
"Let's go to the restaurant to eat something first, aren't you hungry?"

Dale heard the words, and before Chen Mu could speak, she turned the steering wheel and headed to the restaurant.

Chen Mu shrugged and said that we are not hungry, so you didn't eat in the morning.

When they arrived at the restaurant, Chen Mu ordered the kitchen to prepare food, while Qin Xu sat and chatted with Jefferson in the office.

Dale has accompanied Qin Xu here many times. After entering the office, she skillfully found the tea set and boiled water to make coffee.

Sitting on the boss's chair, Qin Xu stared at Del's curvaceous body because of bending over, his heart throbbed again, and he quickly turned his head around.

"Boss, it's almost February now, and we're almost ready to file tax returns."

Jefferson, who was sitting on the sofa beside him, saw that the atmosphere was a little silent, so he hurriedly found a topic to talk about.

"Tax filing? So fast!"

Qin Xu, who came back to his senses, said with some distress when he heard the words.

Thinking that tens of millions of dollars were about to leave him, he felt a pain in his heart.

Those are all white flowers, no, green dollars.

"Yeah, soon, have you found an accounting firm yet?"

Jefferson nodded, and looked at Qin Xu enviously.

People are more deadly than others, and the tax they pay in a year is enough for me to struggle for decades.

"Not yet, let's talk about it later."

After waving his hand, Qin Xu said that he didn't want to bring up this topic anymore.

Just at this time, Chen Mu pushed the dining car in and said with a smile:
"Boss, let's eat something first, the chef is already preparing it."

After a simple lunch, Qin Xu and the others rested for a while, and Chen Mu took out his mobile phone to call the landlord over there, and said with a smile:
"The landlord has already rushed over, let's go too."

When Qin Xu and the others rushed to Chinatown and saw the landlord, they were a little stunned.

"The master is here, the master is here."

(End of this chapter)