I Opened a Factory in the County, and All My Employees Are Foreigners.

Yang Chen took over the bankrupt factory in his hometown and bound it to the "God-Level Entrepreneur" system. I thought I could achieve great things, but it turned out that the system stipulated that for every Chinese citizen recruited, a daily subsidy of 100 yuan would be given. But the monthly salary of a local is 3,500, and Yang Chen, a local, has to pay 500? Seeing that the capital chain was broken, Yang Chen accidentally recruited a foreign student, and the system prompts changed instantly. "Ding! Foreign employees are detected and a foreign exchange subsidy of US$100 is issued every day!" Yang Chen's eyes lit up: Damn it, you can definitely make money by recruiting foreigners without losing money? Since then, the style of painting in Shuangliu County has completely changed. Aunt Muraguchi was holding a thermos cup and the translation software on her mobile phone, typing frantically to a group of blond foreign guys. "Hurry up! Jack, don't be lazy when using the sewing machine! If it affects your progress, you will be deducted for full attendance!" Downtrodden Wall Street elites and unemployed coders from Silicon Valley flocked to small counties like crazy, fighting for the title of "Outstanding Foreign Worker of the Year." When superior leaders came to inspect the county, they were completely shocked and numb. "No, why is it that in your small fourth-tier county, the streets are filled with foreigners sweeping the streets? The foreign exchange reserves are higher than those in provincial capitals?" Yang Chen spread his hands and said: "There is no way, they are desperately paying money to work, I can only build my hometown into an international metropolis."