Chapter 608: Fellow Villagers Meeting Fellow Villagers
Where should I go to find workers in Tang Renjie?
In fact, "Detective Tang Renjie 2" has already given the answer, and that is to go to the hotel to find the landlady.
In the United States, generally only those with poor economic conditions or old overseas Chinese who have lived for a long time will live in Tang Renjie.
Those who have the conditions to immigrate or study abroad usually live outside Tang Renjie, and they basically deal with foreigners in their daily lives.
And in Tang Renjie, unless it is a holiday, foreigners are not particularly common.
And single, beautiful foreigners like Luo Quan are even rarer.
As soon as she walked in, the eyes of many grandpas and grandmas gathered on her. However, I don't know if it was because of their age, but these old people didn't recognize her.
Walking into a reception place called "Laifu Hotel," Luo Quan saw a middle-aged woman in her forties sitting in a small room.
"Hello, Auntie, can I take a little of your time?" It is said that the Chinese in Tang Renjie are mostly from Yuezhou, so Luo Quan used Cantonese.
"Just speak Mandarin, I can understand it." The aunt put down her mobile phone and said in authentic Cantonese-style Mandarin.
"I am opening a Chinese restaurant and want to come here to ask if there are any helpers who can cut vegetables but don't have a job." Luo Quan said, taking out two ten-dollar US bills as a tip.
"It seems there is a young guy, wait a moment." The aunt skillfully pinched the money and picked up her mobile phone to dial a number:
"Ah Rong, there is a foreign woman here looking for kitchen helpers, come over quickly."
The aunt said in Chaoshan dialect, known as one of the most difficult dialects in China, thinking that Luo Quan couldn't understand this encrypted language.
Who knows, Luo Quan not only understands it but can even sing in this dialect.
Hearing the aunt call her a foreign woman, her mouth twitched, but she thought it was better to forget it.
After about five or six minutes, a strong young man appeared outside the hotel on a bicycle in a hurry.
The young man had dark skin, strong muscles, and a thick callus on the second joint of his left hand, looking like a kitchen veteran.
"May I ask if you are looking for a helper?" The young man asked in English.
Luo Quan nodded: "Yes, I need a few people to cut vegetables and do chores. The treatment is generous, but they must be skilled workers."
"My name is Zhou Zirong, and I have worked in the kitchen of a Chinese restaurant for three years." Saying that, the young man took out his US green card from his pocket.
Calling it a green card, it is actually a pink card.
This thing can only be applied for by foreigners who have obtained an immigrant visa and have lived in the United States for one year.
In addition, if both parents are US citizens, they can also apply.
With a green card, you can obtain permanent residency in the United States.
And three years and nine months after obtaining a green card, you can apply for a citizenship test. If you pass, you can officially become a US citizen.
Although everyone has their own aspirations and shouldn't have any thoughts, seeing this green card still made her feel a bit dazzling.
But thinking that she is also living and making money in the United States, it seems she has no position to blame these Chinese people who want to become US citizens.
After confirming that the documents were correct, Luo Quan asked again: "Do you know any other kitchen helpers who can cut vegetables? I need to recruit two more here."
Zhou Zirong looked at Luo Quan. That excited look obviously recognized her, but now his identity is an employee, not a fan, so no matter how excited he is, some words have to wait: "I know two friends, I can contact them."
It only took about five minutes for Zhou Rong to dig up two friends who had jobs.
"Is it not good to poach people like this?" Zhou Zirong finished the call, and Luo Quan frowned and asked.
"The boss where they work is a miser, with low wages and heavy work, and he often scolds people every day, so I resigned from there.
However, my two friends are not like me. They have a big family to support and don't speak foreign languages, so they are reluctant to resign from this job."
"So that's how it is." Hearing this, Luo Quan understood.
Although Chinese people wandering abroad are relatively united, after all, rely on parents at home and rely on fellow villagers abroad, it is normal to help each other.
However, some people pit fellow villagers, and they pit them to death.
It can only be said that this kind of thing depends on the person. When abroad, whether to be a good person or a bad person depends entirely on their own morality.
"May I ask if you are Luo Quan?" After the matter was finished, Zhou Zirong asked cautiously.
"I thought no one in Tang Renjie recognized me." Luo Quan said with a smile.
Zhou Zirong smiled very honestly: "How could it be possible not to recognize you? You are also very famous in the United States, but old antiques like Aunt Hua definitely don't know you."
"You brat, I can hear what you say!" Aunt Hua raised her head and glared over.
Zhou Zirong hurriedly begged for mercy, and then said to Luo Quan: "I saw you were going to open a Chinese restaurant before, and I said I would go to see it today. I didn't expect you to come to Tang Renjie to recruit people."
"Employees are not easy to recruit." Luo Quan sighed helplessly. Just as she was about to say something, a noise suddenly came from outside.
Zhou Zirong's two friends came, but they were followed by four or five people.
The leader was a fat old man whose belly was two circles larger than his shoulders, standing next to him were three strong men with black vests and yellow hair, all holding a wooden stick in their hands.
And Zhou Zirong's two friends walked towards the hotel as if they were being threatened.
"Damn it, which bastard dares to come and dig Lao Ye's people?"
(PS: Damn it is a common swear word in Cantonese, meaning the whole family dies.
Lao Ye = I/Me)
The fat old man started scolding in the street outside the hotel, and by the way, kicked Zhou Zirong's two friends arrogantly.
"Damn it, Wu Zhenhua!" Zhou Zirong saw this and immediately rushed out, confronting the fat old man.
Luo Quan followed behind and said: "I recruited the people."
"Damn it..." Wu Zhenhua couldn't continue scolding after seeing Luo Quan.
A foreigner, and a white skin, this is a superior person in the United States, can't afford to offend.
Don't think that black people have political correctness and seem to be untouchable. In fact, that is just a superficial phenomenon. Most black people in the United States are still second-class nations. If there is any conflict with white people, see who the police help.
However, the status of yellow people in the United States is not as good as black people.
So after Wu Zhenhua saw Luo Quan, even if he didn't recognize her identity, he still felt a shock in his heart.
However, seeing that she was alone, he also became bold: "Miss, this is unfair competition. Even if you find the police, I am reasonable."
"Don't give me that set." Luo Quan waved her hand, looking impatient: "Did you sign a contract with these two employees?"
"No!" Zhou Zirong's two friends said in unison.
"Since there is no contract, strictly speaking, they are not your employees. Are they not allowed to change jobs?
Also, I heard that you often exploit them. You shouldn't know how heavy this matter is in the United States, right?" Luo Quan said while observing the movements of Wu Zhenhua's side.
Reasonably speaking, that side wouldn't dare to take action against her, but it's not a bad thing to have an extra heart.
And when Wu Zhenhua heard Luo Quan say this, his face turned pale. He didn't expect that after exploiting Chinese people for so many years, he would run into someone who knows the law this time.
"Consider yourselves lucky." Wu Zhenhua spat on the ground angrily and turned to leave.
Although it's not easy to find two cheap laborers, it's not worth offending a foreign old man, not to mention that the identity of such a beautiful foreign old man is probably not ordinary. It's better to hide if you can.
"Wait a minute." Wu Zhenhua wanted to leave, but Luo Quan didn't intend to let him go just like that.
Luo Quan sneered: "How to calculate the matter of you scolding me just now? We are all Chinese. You don't think I don't know how dirty this word is just because you use dialect, right?"
"That's my mantra, I didn't mean to insult you, it wasn't intentional... wait a minute." Wu Zhenhua suddenly raised his head and looked at Luo Quan: "Did you just say you are Chinese?"
"That's right, aren't you?" Luo Quan nodded.
"Who is Chinese like you!" Wu Zhenhua's voice suddenly became louder, "Lao Ye is a proper USA citizen, protected by US law!"
Wu Zhenhua was already putting his hands on his hips as he spoke, becoming arrogant again: "Why are you pretending in front of me as a foreigner? If there is anything, go to your embassy to appeal. How to calculate scolding me? You are so expensive, can't I scold you?"
This Sichuan opera face-changing directly left Luo Quan speechless.
"What gave you such confidence? US citizenship?"
Luo Quan was originally a bit angry, but thinking about it, it's really not worth being angry for such a person.
But some of the things he said were indeed quite ridiculous. Clearly speaking Mandarin, but every sentence is "you Chinese," as if becoming a US citizen makes one a superior person.
Although this concept is not rare in the country, Luo Quan didn't expect to meet the real thing one day.
"It's a good thing that someone like you can join US citizenship. At least the quality of Chinese citizens has risen a bit." Luo Quan laughed and started to be sarcastic.
Although her parents are in Sichuan and Chongqing, mastering 81 ways to greet other people's ancestors, Luo Quan almost never swears in front of people. That is too unladylike.
However, she doesn't lack the ability to be sarcastic.
"You have a sharp tongue, but my status is different from yours, so I'm too lazy to care about you. Get out!" Wu Zhenhua looked like he had a big belly, turned around and wanted to leave.
At this time, the sound of police sirens came from the entrance of Tang Renjie, and soon a police car drove over.
"Fatty, put down your weapons and stay away from that beautiful white lady!" Three police officers rushed out of the police car. Seeing the several armed thugs behind Wu Zhenhua, they directly drew their guns to warn.
"Damn, who called the police!" Wu Zhenhua's face changed greatly, and he hurriedly let his men throw away the sticks and raised his hands.
At the same time, Aunt Hua in the hotel showed a sneer: "Damn fat Hua, really thought no one could cure you."
"Lie on the ground with your hands on your head, hurry up!" The white police officer walked over slowly, but still very carefully.
In this kind of place in the United States, as long as people who look relatively dangerous can take out guns to shoot at any time, I don't know how many American police officers have lost their lives because of carelessness. The lessons of blood make them dare not be careless in any situation.
Of course, except when facing Luo Quan.
Knowing the nature of American police, Wu Zhenhua dared not act rashly. "Grass and trees are soldiers" is what these police officers are. If there is any misunderstanding, it is directly emptying the magazine. His skin can't hold up no matter how thick it is.
Letting his colleagues handcuff Wu Zhenhua, the leading American police officer walked to Luo Quan: "You weren't frightened, beautiful lady."
"Thank God, you came really in time." Luo Quan smiled.
"Oh, if I'm not mistaken, you must be the big star Luo Quan. My daughter and I like your songs and films very much." The police officer also recognized Luo Quan, and his smile was even brighter.
Although Luo Quan is not an American, with her looks and popularity, she can receive preferential treatment in most developed countries in the world.
"If it's convenient, can you sign for my baby daughter?" The police officer saw that Luo Quan was fine, so he made such an uninvited request.
"Of course, but the fat man just now said very bad things to me and my friends..."
"No problem, I will take them to the detention center for a few days and let them taste the power of the American iron fist!" The police officer looked righteous. He didn't have any selfishness at all; it was entirely his duty!
Luo Quan smiled and took the pen and diary, signed three names, one for each of the three police officers.
Because there were many people who committed crimes, one car couldn't fit, so the police officer contacted support.
After Luo Quan thanked them again, she took Zhou Zirong and his two friends away.
Generally speaking, she rarely uses this way to make people she doesn't like eat bones.
This made her feel that she was a bit petty and insidious, but looking at the appearance of those guys being pressed on the ground, it was quite refreshing.
Sure enough, evil people still need evil people to grind. No matter how powerful you are, when you meet the American Sir, don't you have to obediently hold your head and beg for mercy?
After some tossing, the kitchen helpers were finally decided.
Zhou Zirong's two friends got rid of the exploitation of the original boss and obtained more than ten times the wages than before, and they were formal employees with contract guarantees, which was much better than Wu Zhenhua's place.
However, compared to the working method of the hotel kitchen before, the requirements in the new restaurant were undoubtedly much more particular. Both hands and clothes must be kept clean and hygienic at all times, and no trace of dirt can be seen.
The kitchen also has such requirements, which means that not only oneself but also the kitchen must be kept clean at all times.
After all, it is a high-end hotel. Even after Luo Quan changed her career to Chinese food, she didn't want to let the grade drop to that kind of small restaurant on the street. Hygiene is very, very important.
Employees were recruited one after another, and ingredients and utensils were basically ready. Luo Quan checked the whole restaurant on the night before opening, and after confirming there was no problem, she finally locked the shop door with peace of mind.
Early the next morning, "Luo Quan Restaurant" officially opened for business at the time agreed upon online.
However, long before Luo Quan even entered the shop, many fans had already gathered at the entrance, and they happened to catch her right there.
End of Chapter
