Political asylum refers to the act of a country allowing foreigners who are wanted or prosecuted by their country for political reasons and requesting political asylum to enter, stay and protect them, and reject their country's government's extradition request.

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morning.

Qingyi was sitting in the office, staring at a pile of documents in a daze. Even though the office was full of the operator's voice, he was not disturbed at all. He was looking at the information of several colleagues.

At present, the resources controlled by Little Bee Express only account for 58% of Cambridge. In other words, for every 100 restaurants in Cambridge, 42 have nothing to do with them. The takeaway companies that cooperate with these restaurants are respectively

They are the "Xinglong Express" driven by the Chinese, the newly emerged "Sicilian Express" and the Indian "Curry Curry".

However, with the saturation of the express delivery market, vicious competition has also emerged. While restaurants are fighting price wars, takeaway companies are also using various methods to snatch customer resources. The prices in China are quite low, and everyone who knows the industry wants to know

Do they have money to pay wages? The specialty of Sicilian Express is online food delivery. Customers can order food through the Internet. This is a gift from heaven for fat people who are too lazy to go to the phone. Curry curry is a one-stop meal delivery service, which is compressed.

Costs and prices can also be lowered.

"It's hard to deal with." Qingyi has read these information several times, and his head is spinning.

Little Bee Express is the leader of Cambridge takeaway companies, but from another perspective, it is also the oldest takeaway company in Cambridge; its only advantage is its brand image and loyal customer base, and it has no other advantages. In the new force

In front of me, Little Bee Express seems to be unable to do what it wants.

After much thought, Qingyi thought of Black Fengrui again. He immediately took out his mobile phone and made a call: "Hey, are you free at noon today?"

"Eat?" the other party asked tentatively.

"You are so smart! The old place, Moxiang Tower."

"No, are you addicted to eating? I want to eat Western food, what should I do?"

"Asshole, you, a Chinese, can't eat Western food? Go and eat pickled mustard!" Qingyi said angrily.

Black Sharp said with a shameless face: "It doesn't matter, I can bring the mustard to the restaurant. Mustard borscht, mustard sandwiches, mustard steak burgers...hiss...it tastes so good!"

"Go ahead and get married to Zhacai!"

When he put down the phone, Qingyi's face was dark. He suddenly noticed that the office was unusually quiet. When he turned around, his colleagues looked at him stupidly. Lucy covered the phone ("Hello? Hello" came from the phone)

?" voice), smiling a little sneakily: "Zhang, were you on the phone with your girlfriend just now?"

Then Qingyi's face turned even darker.

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Justice League Restaurant.

"Eggplant!~" Hei Fengrui stood next to the statue of the same height as Superman, posing arm-in-arm with Superman, smiling brightly. Not to mention the eyes of the waitress holding the camera were shining, and even the diners couldn't help it.

I couldn't help but keep my eyes on this tall and handsome Chinese man.

"Hey, Zhang, your friend is very eye-catching, much better than you." Dora, wearing a waiter's apron, passed by Qingyi, leaned over and smiled at him.

Qingyi raised his head, glanced at Hei Fengrui, and quickly lowered his head, like an autistic person: "That's really thank God." After hearing this, Dora giggled, even when pouring coffee for customers.

Laughing, I almost fell down and my opponent's pants were all wet.

"Justice League" is a superhero-themed restaurant, and its restaurant owner is a comic book fan. There are many old hero posters on the walls of the restaurant, and there are also life-size statues of heroes in the corners, and there are several glass cabinets in the lobby.

There are also priceless treasures on display, such as a Jedi Knight costume from "Star Wars" and a copy of "Fantastic Four" signed by the author. The place is filled with sunshine and cheerful atmosphere, attracting many fans to come and eat.

Qingyi doesn't really like coming to this restaurant. First of all, it's because the neighbor downstairs, Dora Wollwitz, works here, and Qingyi always resists asking her to serve him food (although Dora doesn't mind at all);

The second reason is that he and the superheroes are on two different channels and cannot be connected at all. But Justice League is one of the restaurants that has signed a contract with Little Bee Express. Employees of Little Bee Express have discounts when they come here to eat, and Qingyi happens to

I am a person who likes discounts, so I decided to have a dinner party with Hei Fengrui here.

But Hei Fengrui seemed to like this restaurant very much. When he came in, he didn't rush to order. Instead, he ran to the superhero statue and asked for a photo. After struggling for a while, he returned to the table and said to Qingyi with a smile: "What are you doing?"

Head down? Are there ants on the table?"

"Who are you?" Qingyi decisively pretended to be stupid and looked around: "Sir, I don't recognize you..."

"..."

Black Fengrui is a friend Qingyi made in "Qiankun", and he is also from the undead player camp. His true identity is a martial arts instructor at a martial arts gym in Boston's Chinatown and a shareholder of a Chinese restaurant. There was some dispute between him and Qingyi.

There was a rift between them, but now no one mentions the past, and they get along quite harmoniously.

"Have you seen Dao Bing Wuji's The Ten Thousand Words Book? The one about the King of the Undead from 'China'?"

"I saw it." Qingyi nodded.

"That man's skull is broken, absolutely."

Black Fengrui commented like this, and pressed the electric bell on the table. Dora came over with a menu, exuding a light and elegant aroma: "What do you two want to eat?"

"What's the signature dish?" Black Fengrui asked.

"Supreme steak burger, smoked turkey leg burger, tuna sandwich." Dora announced the names of the dishes without thinking.

Black sharp eyes blinked: "Then give me a chicken drumstick burger set meal."

"..." Dora looked at Qingyi. Qingyi completely understood the meaning in her eyes: God, I finally understand you... It must not be easy to be friends with him!

So Qingyi nodded: "I want the black pepper beef fillet burger set."

When Dora left, Black Sharp frowned and said, "Why are you nodding? I feel like you and her are weird?"

Qingyi took a sip of coffee and looked out the window with a long and far-reaching gaze: "You worry too much."

"..." Hei Fengrui leaned back in his chair and said, "Tell me, what do you want from me?"

"I want to ask, what is your relationship with Xinglong Express? Why did you get someone from Xinglong Express to drive me last time with just one sentence?"

"Because I am also a shareholder of Xinglong Express." Hei Fengrui said, "This is a matter of course." "Other martial arts coaches also often go to Xinglong Express to do odd jobs."

"Where did you get so much money? Investing in both Moxianglou and Xinglong Express?"

Hei Fengrui smiled and said: "The shares in Moxianglou were given to me by my father, and I never paid a penny."

"I have to say that you don't know how to operate at all. Keeping the price so low will only cause vicious competition, and in the end you won't make any money." Qingyi shook his head.

"I never thought about making money. To tell you the truth, after setting up the company framework, all shareholders did not ask for a penny, and all the money was distributed to the employees."

Qingyi's eyes widened. At this time, Dora served the food and interrupted the conversation between the two.

"Why should I set up a food delivery company? Because some people need to work. Why do some people need to work? Because they are smugglers and illegal immigrants. Why should I provide jobs for smugglers? Because they are Chinese and my compatriots

." Hei Fengrui sighed: "If I don't take care of them, they will only end up in a worse situation. Although our freight is very low, because the shareholders don't need the money, the employees' wages will not be much less.

go."

Qingyi was startled and understood a little bit. Illegal immigrants are a stain on American society. They have no legal residence and green cards, no social security numbers, language barriers, and cannot pass the driver's license test (Americans identify themselves not by ID cards but by

driver's license), and they cannot find a job with social security; their workload is several times that of others, but their salary is one-half or even one-third of others; they have to be in fear every day of their lives for fear of being deported

Return to China. Despite this, people who hold on to the American dream still come to this materialistic paradise one after another, only to have their dreams shattered and become the cornerstone of paradise.

"Actually, there is always a way out no matter how you mess around. Chinese people naturally have the opportunity to legalize their status in the United States. It is also possible to marry someone with a green card. Among them, there are fake marriages, and there are idiots who jump into the bed of ghosts at all costs.

Woman." When he said this, his expression was a little strange: "Do you know what is popular now?"

Qingyi asked: "What?"

"Application for political asylum. The United States has always been 'emphasis on human rights.' As long as you say that you were brutally persecuted in your home country and received 'inhumane' treatment, everything will be fine with the immigration bureau. It's easy to prepare the materials. Just say that you have practiced Qigong."

Qingyi blurted out: "How could this be possible!"

"Why not? This method is convenient and fast. You can obtain legal status by telling a small lie. How many people can resist this temptation! There are more than thousands of lies told in a person's life. It's not a big deal. Anyway, for

For stowaways, China is not as good as the United States." Hei Fengrui smiled, his smile full of teasing: "A person like you, who was born with a golden key in his mouth, can't understand it, nor can he imagine it."

Qingyi also smiled helplessly. Indeed, he could now sum up his experience in killing people, but he still knew very little about the filth in reality.

"It's quite interesting to say that there are so many 'Qigong masters' coming to the United States, and they also give a lot of Qigong lectures, which makes even Americans interested. Qigong is partly responsible for the current craze in traditional Chinese medicine."

"Isn't that harming the American people?" Qingyi laughed.

"You mean Qigong? Qigong is just an accessory, and acupuncture is legalized. Acupuncture works quickly, does not require surgery, and rarely causes medical accidents. Americans naturally like it."

"Haha, the Chinese are saying that 'TCM is useless'. Combined with what you just said about illegal immigration, I really find it a bit ironic." Qingyi lowered his eyes and looked at the plate in front of him. The plate was clean and vaguely illuminated.

His face. "Chinese people, when will they face themselves?"

Black Fengrui smiled and cursed: "Don't worry about the Spring and Autumn here, I still don't know who you are? There are people in every nation and country who yearn for exotic customs. This is their freedom. If you insist on speaking, I still wonder what the old Americans are doing.

Why do you like kung fu? Do they think Bruce Lee can catch bullets with his bare hands?"

Listening to the other party talking, Qingyi suddenly felt that he and Hei Fengrui were living in a gap, neither Chinese nor American...

"Actually, you and I can join forces." Hei Fengrui said sternly: "I have no business acumen, but I have many hard-working people under me. If you fire the people in your company, I will give you some more people."

"What a joke." Qingyi immediately rejected the proposal. From a rational point of view, if employees are fired without reason, the union may not protest, and he may be sued in court. "Take your time on cooperation.

There’s no rush... Apart from you, Little Bee Express has two competitors. What I’ve been worrying about lately is how to defeat them.”

"You mean the Sicilian Express?"

Black Fengrui snorted and said with sharp eyes: "That company is in too deep water, it's best not to conflict with them."

"What's the meaning?"

Hei Fengrui did not answer immediately, but asked: "Do you know the Italian Mafia?"

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(As for my poor collection, a smart girl finally gave me the answer!)

(Girl: "Men like to watch online games, but they stop watching them when they find out they are sadistic; women like to watch sadistic games, but they stop watching them when they find out they are online games!")

(So, "The Dead" is actually a "catch" that was abandoned by the two mainstream groups! Therefore, book friends who pay attention to this book - fujoshi, shota, and weird sorghum, congratulations that you are also a "catch"! Please read
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