Chapter 033: Chinese Restaurant

One day later, Kishimoto did not stay in the hotel and wait for a call from Larry Page and Sergey Brin. In his opinion, he has done his best, and as for the rest, it depends on the destiny of heaven.

Investment is not a matter of buying favorites, but rather of buying favorites. If it can be done, it will be done. If not, shift direction and goal. Although he has the ability to predict the future, it does not mean that he will be 100% successful.

Experienced venture capital companies will lose money in seven out of ten projects, two will be flat and even the capital, and only one will be profitable.

Masayoshi Kishimoto had already thought about it, if he couldn't wait for their call, his next trip would be to talk to Yahoo's Yang Zhiyuan.

If he and the other party can't talk together, then go to Bezos from Amazon. Anyway, I'll do my best.

Now, since he has come to San Francisco, he has to go out for a walk and take a turn. So he went out of the inn and wandered aimlessly down the streets.

Whites, blacks, Asians, South Americans, etc., are gathered in this city. Even if you have different skin colors and different races, you will not be regarded by the locals as animals in the zoo.

Near noon, Masayoshi Kishimoto found a Sichuan restaurant and walked in. He sat down next to the window.

After a while, a Chinese girl came over with a paper in one hand and a pen in the other. Masayoshi Kishimoto picked up the plastic menu that had been placed on the table long ago and began to order. I asked for a sauerkraut vermicelli soup, a spicy chicken, a mapo tofu, and a bowl of rice.

The Chinese little girl who had memorized it turned around and left, and said loudly in the direction of the kitchen: "Sauerkraut vermicelli soup, spicy chicken, mapo tofu, one each." ”

The kitchen responded, "Got it." ”

While Kishimoto was waiting, he looked around at the environment. The store is small but very clean. His first reaction to the Chinese who came here to make a living was that it was not easy.

I don't believe that they are running for freedom and democracy, but for a better future life.

San Francisco, where gold used to be produced, naturally attracted a lot of gold diggers. In order to make up for the shortage of labor, many Chinese were sold here as "pigs" by human traffickers.

Even if you consciously and voluntarily cross the ocean to survive, you have to go through a life-and-death test on the ocean before you can reach the United States. Masayoshi Kishimoto naturally remembered the novel "Fusang" by the Chinese writer Yan Geling.

Although the situation of the Chinese in the United States today is not as miserable as that of the first generation of Chinese, they still have to work hard, and some still have to work 18 hours a day, almost all year round.

Kishimoto knows that the Chinese are scattered all over the world. Their favorite thing to do is to open a restaurant, and one is ethnic, after all, the lack of food and clothing for too long.

Having a full meal is a luxury for many Chinese in a certain period. Chinese people always have a deep obsession with eating.

The other is the most realistic demand, the cost is small, and you can't afford to lose. If the business is not good, you can eat it yourself, after all, people need to eat and live every day.

The advantage of this is that the risk of operation is minimized. In addition, the Chinese are hard-working and sacrifice time to reduce costs and improve competitiveness in exchange for money.

Under normal circumstances, a small family-style restaurant like this is not easy to break down. The bottom of the Chinese in San Francisco is really not like African-Americans, in addition to liking robbery as a profession, they are engaged in various illegal activities such as drug trafficking.

The Chinese girl brought mapo tofu, spicy chicken, sauerkraut vermicelli soup, and a bowl of white rice to the table of Kishimoto Masayoshi one by one. After finishing her work, she was not idle, and walked out of the restaurant sideways to solicit business.

Masayoshi Kishimoto picked up a pair of chopsticks that had been placed in front of him in advance and started directly. His brow furrowed slightly as he ate them into his mouth one by one.

It is not objective to say that it is unpalatable. It's said to be delicious, but it's not enough at all. This mapo tofu that has been modified by the local taste is less spicy. This spicy mapo tofu can still be called mapo tofu?

Spicy chicken, it looks like there are chili peppers, but it is not spicy at all, but it is still a little sweet. This is clearly the addition of sugar to the dish.

As for the sauerkraut vermicelli soup, in addition to knowing the fans, it is completely doubtful whether the thing that was added to it is sauerkraut.

Masayoshi Kishimoto suddenly remembered a wise saying, when traveling abroad, even if you don't bring instant noodles and mustard, find a hot pot restaurant to eat.

No matter how unpalatable the hot pot is, it will not be really unpalatable there, and it will not be as unpalatable as Chinese food.

At this time, a man and a woman, a middle-aged Chinese couple, walked into the small restaurant and sat down at a table next to Kishimoto facing each other. One of them asked for fried rice with meat and meat, and the other asked for fried rice with tomato and eggs.

After the two finished ordering, they chatted. Although Kishimoto didn't eavesdrop on purpose, the sound naturally came into his ears.

The two came to the United States from China. To date, the intermediary fees owed have not been paid off. They want to go back, but they can't afford the plane ticket.

The two of them work hard here day and night, and they don't have a good time. The people in the family thought that they were doing well, and they had long forgotten about the old people and children.

In fact, women especially think about their children. However, I couldn't go back, and I was very anxious. The man had no choice but to comfort her not to think about it.

Kishimoto Masayoshi silently ate his lunch, but secretly sighed in his heart, this world is always full of unfairness.

Some people are born to enjoy happiness, while some people, as soon as they are born, are suffering and tired, and they have been poor all their lives, and they have not seen a few money, and they always enter with their left hand and go out with their right hand.

Kishimoto understands that this is not just Chinese, Korean, and Japanese in the United States...... People of any nationality, as long as they do not have excellent skills or education, are living a difficult life.

After all, in the United States at this time, the academic requirements for a slightly decent and decent profession must at least be a community college graduate.

This will never happen if you are at the bottom of a country and will be promoted to the upper class as soon as you immigrate to another country.

Even if the low-level Americans go to poor African countries, they will still be the bottom group of people in a certain country's society, and the most engaged jobs are nothing more than foreign teachers, night work or something.

Otherwise, it is eating the "subsistence" of the United States to rent a wife or a so-called transnational marriage. The only person who can deceive, that is, think that the foreign moon is brighter than the domestic moon.

This upper-middle-class American can get a high allowance to work in underdeveloped countries, on the grounds that the environment is polluting or something, which is harmful to his health.