Looking at the people cheering in the warehouse, Fang Lang smiled knowingly. He could understand the feelings of these people who had been tortured, imprisoned, and forced to work by the Japanese devils.

After a while, the cheers gradually died down. Fang Lang saw that everyone was looking at him, obviously waiting for him to tell them the good news about his hometown.

Fang Lang looked at everyone's expectant eyes and said in a somewhat depressed tone:

"My hometown is not safe now. Chiang Kai-shek is preparing to destroy the peace. You may not be able to go back now."

After hearing Fang Lang's news, everyone started whispering to each other, and they were obviously a little confused about not being able to go home.

"Don't worry, everyone. Now that I have rescued you, I will definitely find a way to arrange your lives. Everyone, take a good rest here first.

After everyone recovers, I can arrange jobs for everyone. When your hometown is completely safe, everyone will have money to buy a boat ticket to go home. "

After hearing Fang Lang's words, everyone felt relieved. Chen Hongqing spoke first:

"Sir, where exactly is this place? It seems like it took us half a month on the boat to get here!"

...

...

"This is Natal, Brazil, which is far away from my hometown! But don't worry, once everyone recovers and makes some money, we can fly back directly. It will be much faster and won't take that long."

Chen Hongqing knew very well that they were penniless and if they wanted to go home, they couldn't even afford a boat ticket, let alone a plane ticket.

Therefore, the most important thing now is to find a way to make a living.

Although the officer in front of him is a compatriot, it is probably not easy to find a job to support a family for so many people at the same time!

After hesitating for a long time, he finally spoke:

“Sir, I don’t know if there is any suitable work for us in Natal. I think there is nothing wrong with my health and I can go out to work at any time.

I used to run a textile factory in my hometown, so if there is one, I can go and work there.”

When the people around heard what Chen Hongqing said, they also spoke up.

“I can make wine.”

“I’m a cook.”

“I know about printing and dyeing.”

“I can drive.”

“I can farm.”

"I am a blacksmith."

"I am a carpenter."

"I am a bricklayer."

“…”

Hearing these people's voices, Fang Lang couldn't believe his ears. When did the proportion of skilled workers in his hometown become so high? There were so many talented people here.

Fang Lang suppressed his excitement and said to Chen Hongqing:

"Mr. Chen, you know about textiles? What exactly did you do?"

Before Chen Hongqing could say anything, a younger voice came from the side:

"Boss Chen is the owner of our Daqing Cotton Mill."

This really made Fang Lang's eyes light up. He ignored what was said beside him and waited for Chen Hongqing's answer.

"To be honest, I was the owner of the Daqing Cotton Mill in Tianjin. Later, the Japanese occupied Tianjin and wanted to take my mill away. I was so angry that I burned down my business."

"Well, old man, you are very courageous! I admire you. From what the young man said just now, how many of your workers are still here?"

"Hey! It's all my fault. More than 30 of them are former workers in my factory."

Isn’t this better? It’s like someone sends you a pillow whenever you want to take a nap!

"Haha... Great! Mr. Chen, are you willing to reopen your Daqing Cotton Mill in Brazil?"

After hearing Fang Lang's words, everyone was shocked.

Chen Hongqing also said helplessly:

"Sir, it's not that I don't want to make a comeback, but I'm penniless now. I can't even afford to eat. How can I possibly open a spinning mill?"

Fang Lang smiled and said:

"There are two options. One is that I ask you to be the shopkeeper and manage the textile factory for me. The other is that I invest in you and you become the boss, and we share the profits in proportion."

Chen Hongqing was obviously stunned, looking at Fang Lang's serious expression and said:

"Sir, are you serious? Opening a spinning mill is not an easy task. You need equipment, raw materials, sales channels, a site, and most importantly, investment. If you make a mistake, you may lose everything."

"Don't worry about that. I'm not making this up. I had already purchased a complete set of the latest textile machinery from the United States before I met you.

The reason why I want to build a textile mill here is because Natal is an important cotton producing area in Brazil, and it produces the highest quality long-staple cotton.

Building a textile factory in Natal has a very good advantage in raw material costs, and sales are not a problem. We can sell to Brazil or directly to Europe and the United States.

This is the place in Brazil closest to Europe, America and Africa, and the transportation advantages are very obvious.

I was still thinking about who should be in charge of the factory, and now you are the best candidates, right? "

Seeing that Fang Lang has prepared everything and considered all the issues, what else is there to say!

Chen Hongqing said directly:

"If you trust me, I am willing to be the manager of your textile factory. Don't worry, I can't guarantee anything else, but textile factories are my specialty, and I promise that I can make your textile factory a prosperous one."

Seeing Chen Hongqing patting his chest with a determined expression, Fang Lang knew that he no longer had to worry about his textile factory.

He smiled and said:

"Well, since you have chosen me to be the shopkeeper, I will not be stingy. I will take out 5% of the textile factory's capital as equity incentives.

If you or an employee of the textile factory performs well, I will give you dividends in proportion to your shares."

Everyone's eyes lit up when they heard Fang Lang's words, and they felt that their lives had a purpose.

Chen Hongqing said somewhat embarrassedly:

"If it weren't for you, we would have been left dead in the wilderness sooner or later. You've already saved our lives, so how can we ask for dividends from your shares? Isn't this ungrateful?"

After hearing what Chen Hongqing said, the people whose eyes had just been shining suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

Yes! This is everyone's lifesaver! How could I be so greedy!

Fang Lang is not the kind of person who would repay a favor with a favor.

Although he saved these people's lives, if Fang Lang really took advantage of his kindness to exploit them, they would soon become enemies.

Whether Fang Lang immigrated from China or supported these compatriots, his purpose was to expand the influence of Chinese people in Brazil.

What kind of person can have influence on a country!

Of course it’s the middle class people!

Only by paying our compatriots high salaries, supporting them in starting their own businesses, and even investing in them, can we quickly cultivate a high-income Chinese group!

“We Chinese compatriots living overseas need to help each other and unite together so that we can survive better.

You work for me, so of course I can't treat you unfairly. I give you dividends so that you can work harder.

Make the factory bigger and stronger, so that I can earn more!"

Chen Hongqing was deeply moved when he heard Fang Lang's words. He had always been very kind to the employees in his factory.

However, he never thought about distributing dividends to his employees.

At this moment, Fang Lang's image in Chen Hongqing's mind became particularly majestic.

"Thank you for your trust in us, sir. Don't worry, we will do our best until our death!"

After Chen Hongqing finished speaking, he stood up, clasped his hands together and bowed deeply.

The workers around also stood up and bowed to Fang Lang.

Looking at the performance of the people around him, Fang Lang felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction.

He also stood up and saluted the people around him.

After everyone stood up, Fang Lang said:

“Don’t worry, we will not open just one textile factory. I hope everyone can give full play to their strengths.

You all should take a look at what skills you have, and I will arrange suitable jobs for you based on your skills.

If someone wants to do business, that’s fine, but Brazil is a Portuguese-speaking country, so if you want to do business, you must at least master Portuguese first.”

Everyone started discussing the topic with joy on their faces.

At this time, a tall and thin man in the crowd stood up and said:

"Sir, thank you for giving us all a way out. I can barely write and count, so I volunteer to ask you for some paper and pen to be responsible for counting everyone's situation. I wonder if it's okay!"

Fang Lang glanced at the tall and thin man, gave an order to the guard beside him, and the soldier turned and left to prepare paper and pen.

He nodded to the man and said:

"From your appearance, you should be a scholar, right?"

"Hi! I know a few words. My name is Xin Shiliang. When I was young, I worked as the office director of Fengtian City Hall. Later, the Japanese occupied the three northeastern provinces, so I ran away to Tianjin to make a living.

I got a job as an assistant manager at a Tianjin food factory, which was enough to support my family. But the damn Japanese invaders occupied Tianjin again, and I didn't run away this time, nor did I want to.

He joined an anti-Japanese organization and planned to stay in Tianjin to fight the Japanese. Unexpectedly, this anti-Japanese organization was a trap used by the Japanese to lure him. He was arrested as soon as he joined, and his entire family was implicated.

Later, I was sent to this hellish place to mine."

Listening to the man's self-introduction, Fang Lang couldn't help but look the middle-aged man up and down.

He is about 40 years old, with a square face, thick eyebrows and big eyes.

He was wearing a pair of black-framed glasses with broken legs, the right leg of the glasses was tied with a rope, and his face was untidy, making him look a little sloppy.

But now most of the people here look rather sloppy.

Although this man is very thin, he has a big frame. He should have been a strong man, but he is malnourished and has starved to his current state.

However, this image was totally different from the image of a person who could be an office director in his impression! In Fang Lang's impression, office directors were usually people who were good at dealing with people!

The Xin Shiliang in front of me looks like a straightforward man from Northeast China, and there is no trace of smoothness in him at all!

And if you want to fight against Japan, you even join a fake anti-Japanese team. Isn't that a stupid person?

However, he was able to take the initiative to volunteer to be responsible for the statistics of all personnel, which shows that he is a kind-hearted person.

Of course Fang Lang would not refuse.

"Okay then, since you are willing to share our worries, I will leave this matter to you."