"Hey! Stay away from me, you nigger!" Ai Fei was shocked by the sudden loud voice as soon as he walked into the restaurant. He thought he had caused some trouble, so he looked closely, but it was not. It was the black guy named Andy. He didn't know why he messed with a drunk guy, who pushed him hard and cursed in his mouth.

Black people have no human rights in such an era. Andy stood upright with grievance: "I'm sorry, sir. It's my fault."

"Of course it's your fault! Hell? Mondy? Mondy?" The drunk man shouted even more.

It was not the first time he had come to this restaurant. He knew that the drunk man was the owner of the restaurant and a pure white supremacist. Ai Fei probably knew that this young man named Andy was going to be in trouble again!

Sure enough, Mondy appeared in the restaurant, regardless of who was wrong, but just scolded Andy as usual: "Why don't you apologize to Mr. Vincent?"

Andy had to bow again and apologize: "I'm sorry, Mr. Vincent, please forgive my recklessness. I'm willing to compensate you for all the losses!" Maybe he has had many experiences of apology, and he said it very skillfully, and he has no sense of the feeling, as if he was reciting lines.

The drunkard named Vincent probably just wanted to earn some face in front of everyone. After hearing the black guy's apology, he waved his hand disdainfully: "Go away, you nigger, don't let me see you again!"

Ai Fei could see clearly on the side. The white guests in the restaurant looked at everything that happened with an indifferent and habitual look. It seemed that a white man insulted and hurt the black man - even a kind of harm without excuses - was extremely normal. He said something and swallowed it back. Even if he didn't consider whether the other party could accept the advice of a Japanese, he got the expected effect here. What effect does it have on this social situation?

Andy walked to his seat: "Mr. Ike, what do you need?"

Ai Fei looked up at him, and there was nothing on his dark face. His expression seemed to have happened to someone else: "Mr. Ike?"

"Oh, yes. Still the same. Hand drill, steak, 7-minute cooked, lettuce salad."

"Yes, sir, come soon."

He took out a $10 bill and posted the bill. Ai Fei waved his hand and called Andy over: "Sir, do you have any instructions?"

"At what time do you... get off work?"

"Um?"

"I mean, I want to talk to you about something, do you have time?"

"Uh... I'll get off work around the early morning. Isn't it too late?"

"No." Ai Fei thought for a moment: "You know where my home is, right? If it's convenient, I want to wait for you at home, can I?"

"Tonight?" Andy couldn't guess what this Asian meant, so he nodded: "Okay, I'll go to your house at night."

"That's it, I'll wait for you at home. We'll see you in the evening. Oh, there's no need to make any change for the remaining money."

"Thank you, Mr. Ike. See you in the evening."

I was speechless all night, and after a while in the early morning, a voice suddenly sounded on the street: "I'm sorry, I'm really just..."

Ai Fei raised the window and complained in his heart: It turned out that Andy was found wandering on the street - you know, this was in the early morning, and in the white community, a black man was wandering around, which inevitably aroused others' suspicion. Isn't this? Some of the worried people chose to call the police.

Andy tried hard to explain, saying that a gentleman living here invited him to his house, but no one believed it: How could anyone visit someone so late? He must be lying! Just when the two sides were in a stalemate, Ai Fei opened the door and rushed out: "I'm sorry! I'm sorry, I'm very sorry, but this Mr. Andy was indeed invited by me."

The two patrolmen looked at him seriously for a while: "Who are you?"

"I live here, my name is Ike, and I invited this Mr. Andy. Is it OK now?"

Two patrol officers came hurriedly, thinking that they could solve a major case and catch a murderer or a thief. Who knew that they were invited? They were a little unhappy: "Are you sure...?"

"Of course I'm sure! He is the guest I invited. Thank you for your work, gentlemen?"

The patrolmen let go of Andy in disappointment: "Today is your lucky day, boy!"

After letting Andy, who was still in shock, Ai Fei poured him a glass of water: "Drink some water, I hope the incident just now will not cause trouble to you. This is my fault, I should have made an appointment with you in the morning."

"There is actually no big difference. Even if a black man appears in the white community in the morning, it will cause unnecessary trouble." Andy said dejectedly: "Believe me, I'm already used to it. Oh, Mr. Ike, is there anything you are asking me to come here?"

"Oh, yes." Ai Fei thought for a moment: "Andy, I don't know your last name yet? Can you tell me?"

"Corlins."

"Well, Mr. Colins, this is the case. I'm thinking about expanding the production capacity of my factory recently, and well, I've also advertised in some places, and I mean job advertisements, but few people are willing to come. It seems that Americans are unwilling to work for the Japanese, so I think maybe I can choose from a black young man like you, for example, who are willing to do so." They all have a certain degree of

"You mean, do you want me to work in your factory?"

"It's not just you, if I can, I hope to find more people. I mean, black people."

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"What I can guarantee is that working in my factory will never happen in the restaurant today. You or other black colleagues will never encounter discrimination or verbal harm from colleagues or others. As for physical matters, I think you should not lose to those white female colleagues with your physical strength, right?"

Andy smiled: "Please rest assured, I have absolute confidence at this point."

Ai Fei also smiled: "So... do you have any ideas about my proposal?"

"Mr. Ike, thank you very much for your invitation, this matter...I think I need to think about it. You know, it's not easy for a black man... to find a new job. So?"

"Of course, of course. However, I hope you can accept my invitation. Oh, and there is also the question of salary. According to the factory regulations, every new employee will receive training for a period of time. The salary during this period is US$25 per week. If you become a formal employee, the weekly salary is US$30. Another thing to explain to you is that this weekly salary is not fixed, and it will be rewarded to a certain extent according to the amount of work done every day. You also know that my factory makes clothing, so it is a fixed quota based on the number of clothing you can make. However, US$30 is the base price."

Such a price definitely touched Andy's heart: "You mean, there are $30 a week?"

"And it's the lowest price." Ai Fei smiled and looked at his dark face: "By the way, are you smoking?"

"Eh?" Andy was stunned: "No, I don't smoke."

"This is better. Because smoking is not allowed in my factory. However, in a certain area, I arranged a smoking area. If someone - I mean, if more black employees can come and someone - they can go to the smoking area. In short, smoking in the production area cannot be done. If the regulations are violated, the punishment is very severe. The first time is to deduct the weekly salary for the week, and the second time is to be fired."

"I understand." Andy stood up: "If there is nothing else to know, I think I should say goodbye."

"Do you still want to be caught by the patrol again?" Ai Fei joked: "Let's rest here tonight. Go back tomorrow during the day."

"May I?"

"Yes, but maybe you're going to have a rest on the sofa."

"Of course, sir, of course."

Mrs. Hit did not object to Ai Fei's recruitment of a large number of black employees to work in the factory, but it can be seen from her expression that she disagrees. Of course, this disagreement is not aimed at Ai Fei, but at those black employees who may become her subordinates.

Ai Fei saw it and didn't say much to her. He just ordered her to gather all the employees together, saying that there was something to announce to everyone. So, a few minutes later, the machines in the factory stopped one after another, and the factory area became quiet. Ai Fei walked slowly to the crowd and bowed first: "Good morning, ladies!"

As the boss of the factory, many people don’t know him, and the crowd whispered for a while before they calmed down again: “Today there are two things to announce to everyone. The first thing is that more black employees will enter the factory in the future, work and live with everyone. The second thing is that I do not allow any harm to black employees, whether it is verbal or physical. In short, the bad behaviors against black people in today’s society cannot appear. If someone thinks that such a provision is unacceptable, I will approve and accept your resignation. Is there any problem?”

There was a commotion in the crowd, and it was obvious that the sudden announcement of the order sparked heated discussion among employees: "…?!

"Mr. Ike...what if we don't want to go with the black staff? I mean, what if all of us don't want to?"

"You can go through all the resignation procedures. I will still approve and accept it."

“That is, would you rather fire all the white employees for black people?”

"Wrong!" Ai Fei looked at the girl who was talking: "It's not just dismissal, but just accepting your resignation. I repeat that what I need is a working environment where everyone can get the respect, tolerance and understanding that he deserves. In my factory, I absolutely do not allow any words or events to hurt others. Not only those target black people, but also those target white people. If someone disagrees, he can resign and leave."

The female workers looked at each other. Even though a few of them were willing to resign, they were a little reluctant to part with the salary of tourists offered in the factory, so they finally chose to remain silent.

Ai Fei waited for a while, and saw that no one was making a sound, then turned around: "Madam Hit?"

"gentlemen?"

"You will be left to arrange the work of Mr. Cowlings and other black employees. Let them learn for a stage first. I have explained the salary issue to them and will be paid according to the standard number. Well, you can deal with it first. I'll wait for you in your office. I have something to tell you."

"Yes, sir."

More than ten minutes later, Mrs. Hit returned to the office: "As you told me, I have arranged for them to learn and operate the workflow."

"Very good, thank you for your work." Ai Fei turned around and looked at her: "Madam Hit, do you have any opinions on my decision?"

Mrs. Hit blinked a few times: "About what?"

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"Sorry, I am just your subordinate. My task is to be responsible for the normal production of the factory and will not consider whether your decision is correct."

"I understand. This is also an objection." Ai Fei is not joking: "Do you also think it is boring, unreasonable, and useless to hire black employees and then make such a decision?"

"Yes, sir." Mrs. Hitt admitted with a generous nod, "I don't think that just a few words of yours can make a fundamental change between existing employees and newly joined black employees."

"I don't think there will be. To be precise, I don't even think any employee is willing to communicate with black colleagues! At least the beginning will not be there." Ai Fei sneered and said: "However, as time goes by, the situation will change. I think that as long as a person with normal thinking ability will soon find that black people are just black in their skin. They are also from humans, very smart, hardworking, and serious in their work, and they will also treat their families warmly. It can be said that apart from the difference in skin color, they are exactly the same as those so-called white supremacy!"

"Mr. Ike, do you really think that with your efforts, the contempt for black people in the hearts of many people nowadays?"

"At least in my factory, I want to do this as much as possible! Mrs. Hitt, you are the head of the factory, and I hope you can take the lead in doing this. Even pure superficial skills!"

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"I get it. You don't want to accept such a request, right?"

"Yes, sir, I cannot deceive you, just as I have never deceived you, I cannot pretend to like these people, nor can I pretend to communicate with them in a harmonious way. So, I must reject your request."

"Even if you try to make a good relationship with them for me, don't you want to?"

"I'm sorry, sir. I can't." Mrs. Hitt's fat face had no expression, but her eyes were a little dim: "I will write the resignation letter as soon as possible and hand it over to you."

"Okay, I accept your resignation. However, I hope you can wait for a few days. You also know that my secretary and assistant Ms. Arimiya has returned to China. I want to wait for her to come back before arranging her to take over your position. After all, an important position like you is not comparable to other ordinary operating staff. I need to prepare more... in advance. Is it OK? Please?"

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Chapter completed!