Chapter 2691 Trump Wants to Cry but Has No Tears

"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 dig for gold and make money here. According to statistics from the US 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, is obviously an attempt to completely compete with Hollywood and discredit Hollywood. Naturally, the Film Association cannot tolerate 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 person. It's so hateful. He actually lets himself talk like a robber. This person 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 going away, indignant, "She is Chinese, born in China."

"Chiling, forget it, don't say it, everyone has their own position, I never blame her for this. Just because the other party is Chinese and I am Chinese, the other party must change their position and behavior for me! On this issue, I never think that Chinese people have the obligation to serve China!" Lin Feng said loudly.

"Boss!" Lin Chiling didn't expect Lin Feng to say this. Although it sounds right, it is a bit unacceptable from the heart. After all, everyone is Chinese, all descendants of Yan and Huang. In foreign countries, shouldn't people help each other?

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

The problem of Chinese people has always existed. In mainland China, it is believed that Chinese people should help China because they are Chinese. But in the eyes of Chinese people, they have been separated from China and are no longer Chinese. They just have yellow skin and their ancestors were born and raised in China. Although there is a blood-thicker-than-water origin, they have no responsibility and obligation to be biased towards China in everything.

For this problem, Lin Feng has figured it out during his visits over the years. The Chinese are willing to help China, that is their gratitude and return to China. If they are unwilling, it is also normal. As a Chinese, there is no need to exaggerate and call them traitors and running dogs. This is completely unnecessary, because the other party's nationality is no longer Chinese, and there is no such thing as traitor.

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

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

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

Ah? Lin Chiling was stunned, a little confused about what Lin Feng meant.

"Haha, Zhiling, we have signed a contract with Trump. Now the construction period cannot be completed on time, we naturally have to go to Trump for trouble, and this matter must be settled by him, not me!" Lin Feng said with a smile.

Lin Chiling was a little confused. After thinking about it, it was true. This construction period was a contract signed between "Second Entertainment" and "Trump Company". The contract stipulated that 30,000 Chinese workers must be hired in "Second Real Estate Co., Ltd.". Now that there is a problem, Trump will naturally solve it. It is superfluous for Lin Feng to come forward to solve it.

This is also what Lin Feng just figured out. In fact, from the beginning, Lin Feng did not need to come forward, and directly let Trump come forward. Anyway, if the construction period cannot be completed, Lin Feng will find Trump. The two parties have signed a contract. If the construction period cannot be completed on time, Trump will have to pay compensation. And the amount of compensation is very shocking.

Contract, everything should be done according to the contract.

Trump was dumbfounded when he received Lin Feng's call.

"Good son-in-law, you want me to talk to the Ministry of Labor?" Trump was shocked. He naturally received the news and understood who was dealing with Lin Feng. He was ready to watch a good show to see what means his good son-in-law would use to deal with the American Film Association and the US Department of Labor. As a result, Lin Feng called and asked him to solve the problem, which made Trump dumbfounded.

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

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

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

"Ivanka, my good daughter, you must save me this time, you must say good things to Lin Feng, otherwise if you really ask me to pay double compensation, I'm done! I have to jump off the building!" Donald cried to Ivanka.

"Father, I can't do this. There is no relationship between him and me. Even if there is, the contract is written in black and white. I can't do anything. A deal is a deal. This is what you have always told me." Ivanka shrugged helplessly and hung up the phone.

Damn, you bastard! Donald hung up the phone and cursed.

Damn it, this time you forced me to fight you to death! ——Donald cursed the sky and the earth!

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