Faced with this situation, Fang Lang was both angry and helpless. He couldn't help but secretly swear in his heart, "You bastards, just wait for me. Don't give me a chance. I will make you pay for this impolite behavior."
De La Torre beside him also kept looking at the group of white people. Although white people account for the largest proportion of the Brazilian population, Brazilian white people do not have this innate sense of superiority.
Thinking about the Chinese Exclusion Act that was only repealed in 1943, Fang Lang's heart slowly began to rise with a nameless fire. It seemed that his company in the United States would have to close the door to all white people who had discriminatory tendencies in the future.
Fang Lang was very unhappy with the course that day. He clenched his fists countless times, and his heart became more determined to make the Chinese stronger. Now it was impossible for him to leave the United States for development, so he would not have the idea of throwing the baby out with the bathwater.
After class, Fang Lang said goodbye to De La Torre and went directly to the headquarters of Global Trade Company in New York. The current Global Trade is no longer the warehouse by the dock. Although this warehouse is still reserved as a shipping point for US Navy crews to smuggle goods.
However, the company's office had already moved to an office building not far from the dock. Although the area was not large, the company had a lot of staff, because Global Trade had begun to take on import and export orders from other customers and was looking for various industrial equipment in the United States according to Fang Lang's requirements.
"Boss, the lawyer and accountant you requested have arrived. I've also received Brigadier General Jackson's call back. Do you want me to read it to you now?"
Wan Chongxin welcomed Fang Lang into the company and reported what happened this morning. The two of them walked into the company's office while talking. Because it was already time to get off work, most of the employees had already gone home.
In the United States, no employee would work overtime just to see their boss. Leaving get off work on time is the norm. Only a few important company managers are still waiting at their desks.
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"Oh! What did Brigadier General Jackson say!"
Fang Lang stopped and looked at Wan Chongxin who was beside him.
"Commodore Jackson gave me an address for John Clark's mother and suggested you visit her."
As Wan Chongxin spoke, he took out a telegram from the folder in his hand and handed it to Fang Lang.
After taking a look at the telegram in his hand, Fang Lang wrote down the address and returned the telegram to Wan Chongxin for safekeeping. He continued to walk towards the office area: "Please prepare a gift for me to visit my elders. I will go to see this aunt the day after tomorrow night. Please help me understand why Brigadier General Jackson suggested that I visit her in the next two days."
Fang Lang remembered that when John introduced his mother to him, he only said that his mother was Jewish and did not give any further introduction. Now it seems that John's mother should not be an ordinary housewife.
"Okay, boss." As they said this, the two of them walked up to the four company managers who were still in the company.
Wan Chongxin pointed to a slightly skinny white man in his forties and said, "This is the company's financial manager, Stan Weber. He has six years of financial experience in import and export trading companies."
Stan Weber seemed a little reserved. He rubbed the sweat from his palms before shaking Fang Lang's outstretched right hand:
"Hello boss, my name is Stan Weber, and I'm glad to be working for you."
Fang Lang felt that this person was a little timid and wondered if he had some mental illness. However, the current situation was not suitable for asking, so he just nodded to him politely.
Wan Chongxin pointed to a man with blond curly hair and said, "This is Jada Cummings, the company's purchasing manager. She is mainly responsible for finding the goods the company needs."
Jada Cummings stood up, shook hands lightly with Fang Lang, and then let go, saying casually, "Hello!"
Fang Lang noticed that after shaking hands, he put his hands behind his back and moved his arms! Obviously, he put the hand that Fang Lang had shaken behind his back and wiped it. Fang Lang nodded calmly.
Wan Chongxin obviously didn't notice this person's actions. He was about to introduce the next person, but the middle-aged black-haired strong man in a suit and tie took the initiative to stretch out his hands and said with a smile on his face: "Hello, boss! I'm Kosi Bilic, the head of the sales department, mainly responsible for finding sellers who want to buy goods in the American market."
Fang Lang smiled, stretched out his hand and shook hands with the other party. The other party's handshake was strong enough without hurting your hand, and he controlled the strength very well.
Finally, a young blonde woman took the initiative to speak: "Hello, boss. I am Jennifer Osei from the Human Resources Department. Nice to meet you."
After saying that, he gently shook hands with Fang Lang.
After Fang Lang and the others had finished introducing themselves, he spoke directly, "Hello everyone, I am your boss. It is very late today. In order not to delay everyone's rest time, you can go home and rest first. Remember to come to work on time tomorrow. By the way, the purchasing manager does not need to come tomorrow. Miss Osai, please handle the formalities for him later."
Fang Lang's words startled everyone. Jada Cummings even stood up and shouted, "What do you mean?"
"I don't think you're suitable for my company. I suggest you find another job! If you have any dissatisfaction or questions, you can talk to the company's lawyer."
Fang Lang's tone was calm, and he couldn't tell whether he was happy or angry. After a day at school, he just couldn't find an outlet to vent his anger! He didn't expect that there was a racist in front of him in his company. What else could he say? He just fired him.
"FUCK, you yellow-skinned monkey, what right do you have to fire me? Get ready to receive a court summons!"
Cummings was furious, his face flushed as he pointed at Fang Lang's nose and cursed!
"Really? Now I have enough reasons to sue you for racial discrimination. You should also be prepared to receive the subpoena! I will prepare $100,000 to fight this lawsuit with you. By the way, I can also sue you in a military court for insulting Confederate officers. Hmm! I will ask the big lawyer in the office to see how many years he can send you to prison. One hundred thousand dollars can get you at least ten years! For one more year, I will pay him an extra $10,000. I believe he will be happy to accept this deal!"
After saying that, he looked at Wan Chongxin and Jennifer Osei and said, "In the future, if there are employees with racial discrimination tendencies, don't recruit them. Ms. Osei, I hope that your human resources department will take this as the first criterion for recruiting employees in the future. There will be zero tolerance for racial discrimination in the company, and if found, they will be fired directly.
This is the first one. I don't blame you. I hope you can quickly investigate everyone in the company and persuade all employees who have racial discrimination tendencies to resign. If there is a racial discrimination incident, all managers will be fined ten dollars. Do you understand? "
Everyone felt a little scared by Fang Lang's cold gaze. After all, Fang Lang had killed people on the battlefield and had a murderous aura about him. Those who were stared at felt a little creepy and cold all over.
At this time, Cummings heard that Fang Lang was willing to spend $100,000 to send him to jail! Looking at his cold eyes, he wanted to say a few harsh words, but he didn't dare to. He could only pant heavily and clench his fists.
In fact, there was no crime of racial discrimination during this period, but Fang Lang's insults to Confederate officers did scare Cummings. He didn't know whether there was such a crime, but now it was a war time, and if he was really brought to a military court, he might be sent to prison.
Besides, Fang Lang is willing to spend $100,000 to send him to prison, how can you guarantee that he won't spend $100,000 to buy his life! This is free America, shootings happen every day.
Jennifer Osay also reacted at this moment and said, "Mr. Cummings, I suggest that you go through the resignation procedures with me directly and don't make things difficult for everyone."
Fang Lang ignored their reactions and walked directly into the meeting room. At the same time, he said to Wan Chongxin beside him: "Can't you see that he is racist?"
Wan Chongxin was a little overwhelmed and said, "I know, but I'm used to it. It's not bad now. I've encountered more serious situations before."
"I don't care what happened in the past, but in my company, anyone who has a tendency to racial discrimination will not be hired. Do you understand? Ask Jennifer Osay tomorrow. If this foreigner resigns for a reason, I can let him go. But if he doesn't know what's good for him, there are many gunmen out there who will work for $10,000. Do you understand?"
Fang Lang was very angry. After living in the United States for so long, he had become accustomed to discrimination and could he tolerate it?
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