Chapter 96: Internal Matters Undecided, Ask Someone

"Sir, I am Olivia Hill — the very woman you just mentioned.

In your words, I heard an insult to women and a slander against me.

This call has been recorded, and it will be played in court.

I will sue you — state your name and position, now! If you don't, I will sue the entire Los Angeles Immigration Bureau."

Upon hearing it was the Immigration Bureau, Chen Yaozu switched on speakerphone and began recording — a trick Henry had once taught him.

Olivia was right beside him, and she spoke without hesitation.

She could tell the other party was clearly trying to provoke Chen Yaozu.

So she held back Chen Yaozu, who was about to speak, fearing he would fall into their trap; she could guess that on the Immigration Bureau's end, this call was also being recorded.

Therefore she struck first, and she would follow through with action!

Yes, sometimes threats and condemnation are useless; in this not-so-peaceful nation, you need appropriate action — show your thorns, and only then will others not dare to bully you.

Silence fell on the phone for a moment, then another person came on the line.

"Hello! Mrs. Hill, I am Blair Allen, Supervisor of the Los Angeles Immigration Bureau.

My subordinate meant no harm — you know, African-Americans always have a humor others lack.

If he caused offense, I am willing to apologize on his behalf.

However, Mr. Chen Yaozu, due to someone's report, and the circumstances and evidence we have uncovered.

You must return to Los Angeles within eight hours and report to the Immigration Bureau.

If you exceed the time limit and have not returned to Los Angeles, have not returned to your workplace and your home.

If you exceed the time limit, have not returned to Los Angeles, and have not reported to the Immigration Bureau, then the temporary green card in your hand will be revoked, and you will be deported for violating immigration regulations."

This newly swapped-in person spoke crisply and decisively, and with more confidence.

After finishing, he hung up the phone, not waiting for a reply from this side.

Chen Yaozu pocketed his phone, saved the recording — looks like someone wants to screw me over! "Don't rush yet, let me ask."

Olivia immediately took out her phone and called Henry in Los Angeles to ask what to do in this situation.

She hung up quickly: "A Zu, Henry says there's no way — we can only leave here at the fastest speed and return to Los Angeles.

If we exceed the time and don't return to Los Angeles, the Immigration Bureau really will deport you.

They might even prosecute you on grounds of a sham marriage for immigration.

So we have to leave!"

Leaving was simple — book tickets by phone, then take a helicopter to the airport; America's air transport is nothing short of highly developed.

But what about the others? Since someone is targeting me, the others staying here certainly isn't safe — but they have no time limit, they can leave slowly.

After instructing Zhou Jiping and Wenzhou Yu on a few matters and having them bring everyone back safely, Chen Yaozu and Olivia boarded the flight back to Los Angeles.

After Chen Yaozu left, Zhou Jiping held a mirror in his arms and would not put it down wherever he went.

Chen Yaozu had said their group was being targeted; if any accident occurred on the return journey, this mirror could protect their safety.

Only they had to offer three sticks of incense morning and evening.

Their motorcade had arrived in grand style — besides transporting people, they had to haul a lot of supplies, so in addition to ten-odd large buses, there were several dozen semi-trailers hauling cargo.

Now they were returning empty-handed; those freight trucks had left long ago after unloading supplies, and now all remaining people were crammed into the buses heading back.

In fact, everyone on this bus is a weak point! Because on this bus, nearly 500 people have no green card, no legal status, no qualification to enjoy civil rights here.

So just as they were about to exit Georgia, they saw Immigration Bureau police cars on the road — and in quite a formation.

For all illegal immigrants, the most familiar threat is not the police, not the gangs, but the Immigration Bureau that poses a real danger to them.

So they know what Immigration Bureau uniforms look like, what Immigration Bureau vehicles look like, what Immigration Bureau warning lights look like.

When they saw a dense black line of Immigration Bureau motorcades ahead, the people on the bus fell instantly silent, not daring to breathe.

Zhou Jiping and Wenzhou Yu, who knew the reason for this hurried departure from the disaster area, felt their hearts leap into their throats.

Chen Yaozu was being targeted by the Immigration Bureau, and their motorcade leaving Georgia encountered the Immigration Bureau — it was hard not to worry these people had come to arrest the illegal immigrant laborers on the bus.

As it turns out, that's exactly what it was.

What is called "pulling the firewood from under the cauldron"?

This is "pulling the firewood from under the cauldron"! This so-called Twenty-fifth Patriarch of the Daoist Gate sect — aren't they supporting Big Golden Hair? Aren't they in cahoots with Ma Kaiyuan?

Then arrest everyone as illegal immigrants, lock them in the immigration prison for a month or two, slowly sort out who are illegal immigrants and who have status.

Yes, those believers have status, but the several hundred people working for them don't.

Now arrest everyone, keep them from affecting the local disaster victims; after these two days pass it'll be fine.

When the time comes and results are out, they'll gently pick and choose, identify all the sect personnel — who could say anything is wrong!

"What do we do? I suspect they're coming straight for us!"

Wenzhou Yu had mixed in the Fuzhou gang for so many years without dying, even rising to Double Flower Red Pole — besides guts and skill, more than anything he had an innate, keen sense for detecting danger.

Except it didn't work in front of Seal Mastery Celestial Master Chen Yaozu; other times, when encountering danger, he could more or less give himself some warning and alert.

Right now he felt it — the Immigration Bureau motorcade they were about to encounter up ahead was targeting them.

"No need to suspect — it's targeting us!

The Spirit Mirror has already warned me!"

Zhou Jiping didn't say another word; he lit three cigarettes, bowed three times respectfully before the mirror Chen Yaozu left behind: "Disciple Zhou Jiping respectfully invites the Spirit Mirror to manifest divinely, help us disciples pass through this crisis!"

The Immigration Bureau people had long since spotted the motorcade approaching from afar; finally the target arrived, and the leader hurriedly waved his hand, preparing to send his men out to intercept the vehicles.

They weren't worried these buses would ram the checkpoint — buses are slow to begin with; if these people really wanted to ram through, the Immigration Bureau would be only too happy to oblige and conveniently pin a charge on them.

Resisting arrest — no need to sort anyone out! But suddenly... for some reason, even though it was a clear, sunny day, a thick fog surged up from who knows where and rapidly enveloped the entire stretch of highway in a single instant.

"Can't see one's hand before one's face" is usually used to describe a pitch-black night.

But in dense fog, "can't see one's hand before one's face" also happens from time to time.

For example, right now, basically all Immigration Bureau special agents, their visibility won't exceed half a meter.

This bizarre dense fog caused them to instantly lose all vision.

"James..."

"Harry..."

"Sheryl..."

Someone was calling out to their teammates, but for some reason, the voice they shouted out seemed to have traveled into cotton, the sound instantly absorbed, not half a thread of echo.

Every single Immigration Bureau special agent in the fog didn't dare make the slightest rash movement; they couldn't even see where their own police car's warning lights were.

On the lead bus. Zhou Jiping and Wenzhou Yu looked at those Immigration Bureau special agents with faces full of surprise; they were actually turning circles near the police cars.

And it was groping-around turning circles, turning circles while shouting, but clearly they were all nearby, sometimes right in front of their eyes, yet they just couldn't grope their way to them or see them, and the voices shouted out seemed like the other side couldn't hear either.

Zhou Jiping and Wenzhou Yu looked at each other in shock, then together turned their heads to look at that mirror; this was the mirror the Seal Mastery Celestial Master left behind to protect their safety.

Sure enough, this is the magic treasure of legend in myths.

"Quick quick quick, drive past drive past!"

While the Immigration Bureau special agents were collectively turning circles, ten-odd buses passed through very smoothly; they hadn't even had time to set up a border checkpoint on the highway.

After this bizarre experience, along with Zhou Jiping and Wenzhou and those undocumented workers in the lead vehicle, they also cast burning gazes toward that mirror.

And very quickly this mirror spread by word of mouth in all the undocumented worker groups.

After all, same language same ethnicity made them originally stick together more in a foreign land, and they experienced such long disaster relief activities together.

These people mostly developed feelings for each other, and even pulled several groups.

There wasn't much signal on the highway, but it didn't hinder them after they arrived at the landing point, everyone gathering together to chat.

Even if not gathering together, they could also use WeChat or other chat software, discussing in the group their vehicle passing by and seeing the Immigration Bureau special agents' bizarre behavior, using what they knew to show off.

Thus in a very short time, this nearly 500-person undocumented immigrant group all knew that the mirror the Go To Master boss held in his arms without letting it leave his side was a treasure mirror with divine powers.

"Brother Wu, what plans when you get back to Los Angeles?"

"What plans can I have, now the work's done, get the money, rent a place.

With a fixed residence, and utility bills, I can go apply for a work permit.

Once I get the work permit, I can properly find work!

Won't have to be like before, sleeping on the streets at Ding Fatzi Plaza, one meal hungry one meal full."

"Brother Wu you're not honest!

Honestly, are you planning to shamelessly stick with this group of Go To Masters!"

"You're fucking crazy, I'm not crazy, it's been this long and you still haven't found out clearly? This group of Go To Masters, they have another identity.

Know what it is? Fuzhou Gang! Triad!

Hang with them?

Don't know when you'll die!

These overseas triads, what they love to harm most is our own people!"

"Brother Wu, don't hide it from me, isn't it just wanting one less competitor?

Now everyone who doesn't know the background of this group of Go To Masters in front of us, but so what? They have divine powers!

Even if doing odd jobs for them, I'm willing to try!

Besides, us working for them, we earn quite a lot! They might be different from other triads! Go To Masters are compassionate!"

Similar discussions often occurred when they stopped to rest and eat.

Now, among these five hundred people, at least three hundred want to follow this group of Go To Masters in front of them to continue mixing for meals.

Even knowing their other identity is triad members.

Returning to Los Angeles, Chen Yaozu only then learned that the Immigration Bureau's eight hours for him was actually a trap.

Because after he returned to Los Angeles, he had to report to the Immigration Bureau, but the Immigration Bureau, after finishing the call with him, went off duty six hours later.

If not for Lawyer Henry suddenly thinking of this point, making him exit the airport and run to the Immigration Bureau at the fastest speed, he might have missed the reporting time.

Everything settled, with Lawyer Henry's help, he also successfully reported, and also witnessed Olivia having Lawyer Henry help her send a lawyer's letter to the Immigration Bureau.

Moreover, formally entrusting Lawyer Henry in writing to help her sue the Immigration Bureau.

Only then returned home.

Returning to Portwater High School, telling Principal Wood about resuming classes to deal with the Immigration Bureau, then returned home.

"Immigration Bureau found me to question, also ran to the school to investigate, I said my feelings with you are very good, and, we have normal married life.

But don't know how, they just determined that me and you are a fake marriage."

Audrey seemed like she did something wrong, hugging Chen Yaozu's arm, nestling in the sofa weakly explaining.

"Nothing to do with you!"

Chen Yaozu wouldn't comfort girls, just told her: "Maybe us staying in the disaster area is something others don't want to see, so using this excuse to get me out of the disaster area.

Originally, this time I got some money from the World's Richest Man, also said I'd use all this money in the disaster area.

Didn't expect, the money hasn't even been spent yet, and I was gotten back by someone."

Hearing this matter, Audrey's eyes lit up: "World's Richest Man? Ma Kaiyuan? You've met him?"

Chen Yaozu shook his head: "Haven't met, through phone, then we reached cooperation.

And got some money from his hands.

That's all!"

Suddenly, Chen Yaozu thought, this money can't be spent, then his room for entrepreneurship also became bigger.

He originally planned to keep 10 million dollars for entrepreneurship, arrange 200 job positions, but didn't expect the money wasn't spent, 40 million all in hand.

This he has to think, what industry to do, to be able to arrange 200 job positions.

He hadn't done it before; he'd only run a barbecue restaurant, had no experience with large enterprises, and had never even thought about how to do it.

But this couldn't stump him.

He had Audrey notify Olivia that he'd head over to mooch a meal in a bit, then entered the study, turned on the computer, and posted a question on Domestic Zhihu.

"May I ask, if I'm in America Los Angeles, have several tens of millions on hand, want to invest in an enterprise that can accommodate two hundred job positions.

Everyone, what industry do you think would be better to invest in?

Seeking a reliable suggestion!"

After posting the question, it was impossible to get replies that fast, so he ignored it after posting and directly went to Olivia's Home to mooch a meal.

Chatted a while about olive oil with 11-year-old Alan, told 10-year-old Claire a Brother Bear Brother Bear Two story, then came back.

"Go shower, I'll scrub your back!"

Audrey pushed Chen Yaozu into the bathroom; the shower took a very long time, don't know if it was from scrubbing back exhaustion, but after showering Chen Yaozu still had to carry her back to the bedroom.

Gently covered the quilt on the soundly sleeping Audrey, yet Chen Yaozu was still thinking about his question's answer, returned to the study, turned on the computer, logged onto Zhihu.

Hiss—

His comment section was already chaos with demons dancing wildly! (Chapter End)