Fox Has No Malicious Intent

Chapter 1126 - 1123: Facial Recognition Big Data

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"There are so many intricacies involved here. If it weren't for me getting the recruitment rights, usually, even Ahmei couldn't find a way to get this part-time salary for her own people."

Chen Nian slightly raised her head, took her time, picked up the cola on the table of the convenience store at the village entrance, and took a sip:

"Like recruiting ordinary laborers, who are responsible for bolstering numbers during demonstrations. Usually, it's specifically designated for high-caste people from Bharat."

"They raise their arms and can easily muster hundreds of low-caste soldiers, and most importantly, they're sensible!"

"Bharat laborers earn a hundred a day, and they hand over thirty to honor the high caste. All the money converges in the hands of the high-caste leaders, who then take sixty to ninety percent as bribes for the boss."

Chen Nian crossed her legs and started talking fluently in front of everyone about the nuances of recruiting laborers.

Sometimes, stereotypes are quite useful, and some groups really are sneaky cheats.

But Chen Nian didn't care, as she wasn't recruiting those people anyway, as long as she maximized her benefits.

"Is it... this professional?" Yu Zhenghong and Chen Peipei were dumbfounded upon hearing this and asked Chen Nian.

In Chen Nian's account, every ethnic group in Ahmei had different labels, even down to the level and education when they immigrated, depending on the group.

If you want to pay to be a king, find people from Bharat. If you want to kill people illegally or seek revenge, find the Mexicans.

As long as the payment is right, even if the opponent is a fatty with a one-meter-wide backside, they can manage the crime before killing.

Of course.

Things related to "ethnic big data" weren't summarized by Chen Nian herself, but by lawyers.

The lawyer's license focused primarily on taxes and criminal matters. Around him were unbelievably skilled individuals or typical "intangible cultural heritage" from various ethnic backgrounds.

Thus, the lawyer summarized past experiences and layered them with stereotypes, building a "model for identifying and understanding ethnic hierarchies."

Apart from fighting, most of Chen Nian's time was spent being coached by the lawyer, reciting this "Bible" day and night.

As a crime organization leader, it's essential to have some skills in recognizing and using people, rather than shouting and fighting like a street thug.

"What about... me?"

Ah Qing, listening to her brother chatting and discussing the various ethnic immigrants after arriving in Ahmei, classified them more meticulously than waste sorting, couldn't help but ask Chen Nian out of curiosity.

"For you..." Chen Nian waved her hand and said, "Those who follow the law or are billionaires don't apply to this system."

Although Chen Nian didn't know about the College of Agriculture, both families lived in the same village, two houses away. Those like Ah Qing, who excelled academically, would basically be snapped up by major companies in Ahmei.

From the beginning, they're considered middle class and don't fit this criminal classification model at all.

Farming, ah, farming is good!

Organic agricultural products in Ahmei have profit margins no different from selling Western leaves, both blatantly robbing you.

"Even fortune-telling has considerations for suitability?" Ah Qing muttered in confusion, naturally pulling a small fox from her shoulder and asked:

"Then... can the family's little fox be evaluated?"

Holding the small fox up, Chen Nian's expression froze for a moment as he exchanged a glance with Master Fuli for a beat before looking at Ah Qing with a face full of black lines.

"Squeak..."

Ansheng looked at Chen Nian speechlessly, rolled her eyes, and quipped to Ah Qing, "Does it need evaluation?"

"Thirty percent chance of exile to the wilderness, seventy percent chance to be exiled to the Arctic by blind wildlife protection experts, and a ten percent chance to be a limited return for activities, with either the human or fox's scalp as a wall decoration."

Master Fuli's biting retort caused Ah Qing and Chen Nian's expressions to change.

Chen Nian forced a serious expression, speaking with a changed voice:

"Master Fuli going to Ahmei, it would most likely... be a destiny of becoming a deity; at the very least, a city's mascot."

As Chen Nian spoke, worried that Ah Qing wouldn't believe him, he took out his phone and found an old news article from the end of last year.

"San Francisco landmark building, symbolizing wisdom, cunning, and sensuality the fox statue will..."

Chen Nian presented the phone, aligning the screen with Master Fuli.

The concept image of the Fox Immortal in the news was identical to Master Fuli, only enlarged proportionately.

"?"

Ah Qing, Yu Zhenghong, and Chen Peipei first looked at the phone screen, then carefully observed the small fox, each involuntarily producing a question mark.

"Huh!? Hey—"

Ah Qing glanced at Huhu, then at the phone, making a sound of uncertain wisdom from her mouth.

"I told you, my fate-reading..." Chen Nian began and immediately slapped himself, reorganizing his words:

"I mean, I'm always accurate at judging people. Let me register your numbers. When the time comes, there will be some calls with a curry-scented accent. Just say it's a recruitment from Chen Nian..."

Chen Nian registered Ah Qing's name and number and then looked at Yu Zhenghong and Chen Peipei.

"Thirty percent for each person; once you finish the job, won't you have a villa by the sea, like winning the lottery?"

Yu Zhenghong made a weird expression at Chen Nian.

"Uncle, asking about this is impolite," Chen Nian casually waved it off. "We have to pay taxes, employee insurance, and wages, where's the fortune? A company's employee health insurance alone costs me six hundred bucks."

For criminal gangs, a high-risk profession, adding a good private health insurance plus medical supplements costs nine hundred bucks a month.

Yu Zhenghong: "....."

Healthcare's just six hundred bucks? Are you raising death soldiers here!

"Eh? Uncle, you all sit tight. I'll head home first..." Chen Nian intended to say more but noticed a message his mom just sent on Weixin, so he left with his young comrades.

As he left, he carried a bundle of black sugar cane and a bag of assorted candies.

"For rising ever higher and kitchen sugar, I almost forgot to clean and worship the Kitchen God these days due to busyness."

Seeing what Chen Nian held, Chen Peipei, as if recalling something, slapped her forehead.

The wedding banquet of Chen Tianyun and Lin Kui was set for the end of the month, and the New Year in 2025 began at the end of January.

Instead of celebrating New Year just for New Year's sake, preparations started from New Year's Day. From the 1st to the 15th was for cleaning, and from the 20th, preparations for the New Year's chicken, duck, and goose were required, with the 21st, 22nd, and 23rd for visiting maternal homes to send the year, bringing back kitchen sugar and cakes.

On the 24th, the Little New Year, it was necessary to worship the Kitchen God and set up offerings for the heaven and earth worship.

The day before New Year's Eve, the whole family needed to gather home for a reunion dinner. Even if there were conflicts in the family, they were resolved by the elders today, ensuring peace during the New Year's Eve and New Year's period.

In general, they aim to resolve any disputes, and if not possible, better to fight it out first than argue during New Year.

The kitchen sugar Chen Nian carried wasn't for worshipping the Kitchen God, presumably bought for his sweet tooth at the store.

However, the black sugarcane in his hand was for offerings, symbolizing rising higher step by step.

"Ah Qing, I have a task for you. Tomorrow, go to the farmer's market and buy all the items needed for worshipping the Kitchen God."

"Except for tofu, I'll get that myself."

Tofu, representing wealth, is a necessary offering for worshipping the Kitchen God but needs to be fresh, so there's no need for Ah Qing to buy it in advance.

"Oh..." Ah Qing nodded upon hearing this.

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