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"You heard me correctly," Wang Xiaoqiang said earnestly, "from now on you'll be the foreman of Bordeaux..."

"Don't you hurry to thank Boss Wang..." Rolando hinted to Robert with a glance.

"Ah, thank you Boss Wang, I, I will definitely do a good job following you..." Robert said excitedly and gratefully.

Seeing that Robert was also not good with words, Wang Xiaoqiang waved his hand and said, "Alright, if you work well in the future, there will be bonuses. Rolando knows this best. Now, I'll give you a task to do—contact the former workers and see if they are willing to come back and continue working at Bordeaux..."

Wang Xiaoqiang felt that the workers of Bordeaux Farm were probably of the same nature as Bordeaux, and although they were familiar with the farm, he wouldn't rehire them. However, after seeing Bordeaux, he suddenly changed his mind and felt that his earlier thoughts were too presumptuous. The workers of Bordeaux Farm might not be as bad as Bordeaux.

And now, with the vast Bordeaux Farm, if they were to start growing vegetables, they would need at least several hundred workers. Finding several hundred workers quickly, especially those with technical skills, was not easy.

Since that was the case, then they should make use of Bordeaux's old guard.

"Yes, Boss Wang, I will go and handle it immediately..." Seeing that Wang Xiaoqiang wanted him to recruit all the former workers, Robert immediately became excited. The former workers were familiar, easier to communicate with, and manage. If Robert himself had to manage a group of newcomers, it would inevitably take a lot of effort.

"Ah, right, those who used to work at Bordeaux Farm who shirked their duties or disliked manual labor, don't bother contacting them..." Wang Xiaoqiang reminded.

"Yes, boss, I understand. You can rest assured..." Robert replied earnestly and prudently.

"Alright, I'll give you two days to contact them, the day after tomorrow morning, bring all those who are willing to return to the farm to Bordeaux Farm..." Wang Xiaoqiang instructed.

"Yes, boss, I'll see to it right away..." Robert replied without hesitation, and then immediately left Dolly Farm to contact the former workers.

Rolando gave Wang Xiaoqiang a thumbs-up, "Boss, you really have insight and soul power,"

"What do you mean?"

"Boss, Robert is a good friend of mine, I can vouch for his character, and his planting techniques and farm management experience are even stronger than mine. It's a wise move to use him and promote him to foreman, plus your daring to make use of Bordeaux's old guard... that kind of soul power is unmatched..."

"No worries, with Robert here, I think they won't cause any trouble..."

"Ah, right, boss, yesterday there were two men who claimed to be sculptors, they came to the farm to buy eggs... I didn't dare sell to them following your orders, but their offer shocked me... three thousand US dollars each, boss, do you think those two were scammers?"

"You did the right thing not selling. I'll handle the egg sales from now on..." Wang Xiaoqiang said, "As for the chicken farm, continue as before, strictly no unauthorized personnel allowed in..."

"Yes, boss, I understand."

Just then, Mikoer walked over. Wearing a white strapless short dress, her snow-white, full arms and long, slender legs were all exposed, accentuating her alluring figure.

Mikoer came over and gave Wang Xiaoqiang a hug, kissed his face twice, and whispered in his ear, "Darling, why have you been avoiding me since you came back? Is it because I lost your Little Bai..."

Seeing that his boss was cozying up with the "Landlady," Rolando knew to discreetly leave.

"Uh, no, I'm not mad at you. Although I really liked Little Bai, it's something that can't be helped. Plus, you shouldn't blame yourself—promise me you'll be happy..."

Mikoer never expected Wang Xiaoqiang to be so generous. Not only did he not blame her, but he also comforted her. She responded with a flurry of passionate kisses, "Then why won't you come and spend time with me..."

"Bordeaux Farm has been quite busy recently, so I can't take the time to be with you..."

"So, darling, can you spend the night with me?" Mikoer's hands ruffled Wang Xiaoqiang's hair, showing an eager look.

"Alright, no problem..." Wang Xiaoqiang said, and then communicated with Little Bai using his willpower, instructing her to return to Bordeaux Farm to protect Jiang Xiaoxin.

Little Bai responded with her willpower and then flew through the sky, racing towards Bordeaux Farm.

"Darling, you're the best," Mikoer said with both excitement and emotion, wrapping her hands around Wang Xiaoqiang's neck and pressing her body against him.

"You little minx, I'm going to deal with you right now..." Wang Xiaoqiang picked Mikoer up in his arms and headed for the Humvee.

After spending two days with Mikoer at Dolly Farm, Wang Xiaoqiang returned to Bordeaux Farm.

That day.

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Early in the morning, Wang Xiaoqiang got out of bed as usual. Little Bai tidied up the bed and then helped his master get dressed and squeezed toothpaste for him, because today Wang Xiaoqiang was going to hold a meeting for the newly arrived workers. Therefore, Mikoer brought some shoe polish to shine Wang Xiaoqiang's leather shoes.

Five minutes later, Wang Xiaoqiang emerged looking sharp, ate the breakfast prepared by Little Xin, and then, together with Jiang Xiaoxin, headed to the farm's office.

The office at Bordeaux Farm was very large, similar in size to the office buildings of the little Farmer Company in China. Regrettably, it was now as empty and desolate as Little Farmer Co., Ltd.'s office building.

When Wang Xiaoqiang and Jiang Xiaoxin arrived at the office courtyard, Rolando and over three hundred people had already gathered in the large courtyard.

Upon seeing Wang Xiaoqiang and a Chinese girl approaching, all the workers, except for Rolando, stared at them in surprise, thinking to themselves, is this the new owner of the farm?

He's surely too young!

Like a little child!

Some of the young workers, who were high-spirited and proud, cast disdainful glances at Wang Xiaoqiang. Furthermore, some male workers were immediately attracted by Jiang Xiaoxin's pure aura and cast lecherous looks her way. They even discussed her among themselves. Compared to Chinese people, Americans are relatively more indulgent and unrestrained, so at this moment, the demeanor of some male workers was somewhat unbridled and unsightly.

Wang Xiaoqiang sensed their gazes and was very displeased, but he didn't shout at them directly because he was aware that with a large forest come all sorts of birds. It was now time to employ managerial tactics.

Seeing the boss approach, Rolando immediately greeted him with a smile, "Respected Boss, good morning. I have brought all the workers here, a total of three hundred and sixty people."

"Hmm, good. Rolando, have them line up. I want to have a meeting..."

"Line up...line up..." Rolando stuttered. "Boss, line up for...for what?"

In Rolando's mind, only soldiers, police, and security personnel would line up for meetings, and factory workers sometimes did the same, though not as formally.

As for farm workers, there had never been a tradition of lining up. Thus, when Rolando heard Wang Xiaoqiang's words, he was momentarily confused. After all, farm workers were used to freedom and even worked at their own leisurely pace, and certainly wouldn't take well to the constraint of lining up. Rolando found himself perplexed.

"Yes, did you not understand me? Tell them all to line up and stand ready within one minute..." Wang Xiaoqiang shouted sternly. The Aura of Geng Metal released, sweeping through his body, forming a huge aura of pressure, an invisible force spreading out...

Instantly, the place fell silent.

Jiang Xiaoxin herself was shocked by the fierce aura Wang Xiaoqiang displayed.

"Yes, yes..." Rolando's heart trembled, then he stammered a response.

Then he turned around and hollered at the three hundred sixty workers, "Everyone listen up, line up, quickly, line up..."

The workers did not understand the reason, but seeing their normally gentle and kind foreman Rolando suddenly shouting at them loud and clear, while they felt annoyed, they were also startled by his sudden change and instinctively formed a queue, although it wasn't very organized.

Wang Xiaoqiang walked to the steps in front of the first floor of the office, then swept his piercing gaze over everyone and announced loudly, "Since you all came here today, it means you want to work here. If you want to work here, you will obey my commands and work hard. I guarantee that your wages will be higher than what Bordeaux Farm paid you..."

At this point, Wang Xiaoqiang paused suddenly because he saw two young men who were showing him faces of disbelief and a hint of provocation. He changed his tone, "You must have heard some things about your former farm owner, Bordeaux. However, you might not know the full story. Let me tell you, Bordeaux and I were business rivals. Bordeaux lost to me in business, and then he hired an assassin to kill me. So what happened? The great Bordeaux Farm came into my hands, and the genuine American Bordeaux immigrated to the United Kingdom..."

At these words, there was a murmur below. Clearly, what they had heard before was different from what Wang Xiaoqiang had shared. Since the Mafia operates very cleanly and efficiently, outsiders could not catch even a hint of the news.

However, Wang Xiaoqiang could not directly bring up the Mafia.

There was a great deal of discussion among the crowd, with the majority of people holding a skeptical attitude toward Wang Xiaoqiang's words. Even a young man wearing a baseball cap dared to laugh brazenly, revealing a wide hippo-like mouth, laughing directly at Wang Xiaoqiang.

Jiang Xiaoxin, standing beside Wang Xiaoqiang, frowned slightly.

Suddenly, Wang Xiaoqiang stretched out his hand, pinched, and flicked with two fingers, sending a hair-thin strand of Aura of Geng Metal towards the laughing young man in the baseball cap.

Whoosh!

Only Wang Xiaoqiang could hear the sound of the air being pierced, as the needle-like Metal Element Spiritual Energy shot into the young man's mouth and struck the papilloma on his vocal cords.

The expression of the young man froze, followed by a tingling and pain in his throat, but when he tried to shout, he couldn't make a sound. He fumbled in his mouth for a long time, but found nothing.

Seeing the young man who was usually as obstinate as an old donkey, digging in his mouth as if tunneling, resembling one who had eaten feces, the workers all showed strange expressions. (To be continued. If you like this work, welcome to QiDian (qidian.com) to cast your recommendation votes and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read at m.qidian.com.)

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