Han Chudong and his group were driving to San Francisco.

Meanwhile, in Chinatown, Los Angeles.

Home-based factories that assemble toys and sew hand-warming pillows can be seen everywhere in the streets and alleys. If they put in more than eight hours a day, they can earn about two hundred to three hundred US dollars in a busy month.

The salary is slightly lower than working in a factory, and even lower than that of a restaurant owner or a taxi driver.

The advantage is that it has almost no cost and is relatively free.

I can pick up and drop off my children from school, and I can also work while watching TV, making use of my free time. I can earn money and feel fulfilled at the same time.

There are currently more than 900 idle people like them who indirectly work for Han Chudong.

Many second-generation Chinese do not speak English well, and the jobs that Chinese bosses can offer are very limited. People outside do not want to hire them, especially middle-aged and elderly people.

It is not a big deal when there is a shortage of manpower, but once there is a fluctuation in business, Chinese are often fired before blacks. This is mainly because the blacks caused a big scene in the early years and some bosses began to be afraid of them.

Moreover, many Chinese people are unable to get along well with white bosses. There are cultural barriers and even if they work hard, they are still treated as outsiders.

There are many young people like Xiaotu, the boy with glasses, who have met the academic requirements but are rejected by universities because of the quota system.

There are also many smart students who received admission letters but were forced to give up because they did not get scholarships.

This country has never been a paradise for immigrants as advertised. Residents of other countries often only see a small number of elites and the relatively wealthy middle class, and deliberately ignore the large number of low-income groups.

Yesterday, boss Yang Guangnian proposed moving the production factory to Southeast Asia.

By taking advantage of the pitifully low-cost labor force, he could make more money, and Mango Toys could keep its merchandise costs down.

However, Han Chudong found a reason to refuse.

Compared with other businessmen, he has a little more conscience. He feels that since he makes money quickly, he might as well help other compatriots living here, so that both sides can win.

Invisible barriers isolate the local people from their upward space. Even if someone escapes from the cage, they will flee with their family without any regrets. If no one helps, "Chinatown" has always been one of the synonyms for Los Angeles slums.

Ever since he came to the United States to study, he has been looked down upon and discriminated against, and he has had enough of the feeling of being inferior.

Now that he has the ability, a sense of responsibility comes with it. Although he does not have the obligation or responsibility to help them, Han Chudong still wants to help those motivated compatriots within his ability. His grandson is promising and has helped many neighbors find jobs. His son is also very good and has eliminated some of the cancer that has been doing evil for a long time.

For this reason, Mr. Han has been standing straight and full of confidence recently.

In order to thank Han Yigun, many merchants who saved on protection fees have recently come to the old couple's dry goods store to buy things. It doesn't matter how much they buy, as long as the thought is there.

This neighborhood is still the same, but if you look closely, you can see some subtle changes, and it is developing in a good direction...

Some are happy, while others are sad.

The trial of Brother Hou's case has ended. He was convicted of second-degree murder and sentenced to ten years and three months in prison. This was the result of hiring a lawyer to fight for his case.

Those shady businesses quickly declined, and without a substantial source of income, his subordinates started their own businesses and no longer relied on him.

Brother Hou’s wife Qiao Wei encountered a troublesome matter that made her cry until her eyes were swollen.

Not because her husband was in jail.

This morning, a group of people broke into her house with an IOU that appeared out of nowhere. They forced her to put her fingerprints on it, saying that they had borrowed a total of 800,000 US dollars, and the total amount including interest was more than 1 million US dollars. It was obvious that they wanted to squeeze all the money out of her.

In the past, her husband supported the family, and Mrs. Qiao lived a life of luxury. Her only worries every day were where to go shopping and which friends to play mahjong with.

Now the sky is falling.

Qiao Wei thought she could handle it, but she didn't expect these people to be so ruthless. She called her husband's former friends, but they all said they couldn't help. What else could she do except cry?

You will always have to pay for what you have done. The road to wealth is not clean to begin with. After the tree falls, the monkeys scatter, and this piece of fat meat has been coveted by other forces.

The Mercedes was driven away on the spot, and she was given three days to move out of the house. It was the first time in her life that she felt so dark.

There were people who had a say and expressed concern for her, but they were still taking advantage of her. There was a hint of ambiguity in their words, and they were just short of telling her to throw herself into their arms, not only asking for money but also for her.

Being pushed to this point, Qiao Wei suddenly thought of Han Chudong, whom she had met before.

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I thought about selling the assets to him at a low price, and then fleeing with the money to a country where no one can find me. Although it would still be a loss, it would at least be much better than being taken advantage of by others.

As soon as I went out, I found two thugs guarding the roadside, and I was scared to death.

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Although I was not born with a silver spoon in my mouth, fortunately there are entrepreneurial opportunities everywhere, and you can earn money if you work hard.

Life is not easy, but it is definitely not difficult.

Han Chudong occasionally feels dreamy. Now he drives a luxury car, lives in a large house near downtown Los Angeles, and has more than three million US dollars in his company's account. He always has the illusion that he is dreaming.

I once thought that with so much money I could retire and live my retirement life in advance.

However, when the opportunity really comes, the desire for success and fame will easily make people determined to keep working hard.

I'm not driven by money to become a slave, I'm just greedy and always want more.

It was still a long way from Jack Ma's "I'm not interested in money" state. To say such a thing, there must be a long string of numbers in the account. Han Chudong really wanted to know how much money he had to become a god like Boss Ma who was detached from the world. Anyway, more than three million US dollars was definitely not enough.

In fact, if we take into account the value of Mango Toys and Baofeng Electric, plus battery patents, four-wheel drive toy racing car patents, etc., even if the total wealth is less than 10 million US dollars, it is estimated to be not far off.

As the end of the year approaches, looking back at the achievements made in the past two months is enough for Han Chudong to feel complacent.

He attached great importance to the beauty and skin care company that was in the preparation stage. If it was done well, it would be another cash cow. After a six-hour drive to San Francisco, he visited the product R&D laboratory as soon as possible.

It is located near Golden Gate Park, close to the Pacific Ocean. It rents an office building for office use, and only people from the laboratory can lead the way to get there smoothly.

After visiting, I found that there were only some experimental equipment, tables and chairs, and various raw materials were placed on the shelves. I doubted whether such a research and development laboratory was really worth more than one million US dollars...