Now, without waiting for Ning Weimin to speak, Chu Haoran stepped forward and came forward to protect his boss. "I didn't lie to you. If you don't know him, I will ask the people from the capital. He is Ning Weimin, the general manager of Tangong Restaurant. Everyone in the capital in Tokyo knows him. As for me, my name is Chu Haoran. I often introduce jobs to our compatriots at Takata Race Farm for free. It doesn't matter if you don't believe me. You can ask those who have been to Takata Race Farm for work, do you know me? They will tell you whether my insurance is trustworthy."

This is awesome. After saying this, not only the girl named Xiaohong was happy, but even the person who had advised her to be cautious came over to ask for a job opportunity.

"Manager Ning, Brother Chu, I'm sorry, I was too worried just now. But you adults don't remember the mistakes of villains, and those who don't know are not guilty. I also want to change jobs. For the sake of my compatriots, can you take care of me too..."

"Where are you working at the moment? What's your personal situation? Are you also an international student?"

"My name is Gong Lei. I come to Japan to study law. Now I work for the Japanese boss in a bakery. The boss is only willing to let us Chinese work at night. I stay up late every day, so I can't stand it..."

After hearing what he said, Xiaohong also fought for him, "Boss Ning, if you have a job opportunity, you'd better help him, otherwise something might happen if he doesn't do it well. You may not know that the person who worked with him died of staying up late two months ago."

"Dead?"

"Diet." Gong Lei said sadly, "That's from Yangzhou. He came half a year earlier than me. I found a place that I had to rely on his help. He and I had always rented a small room of four and a half square meters. But one day two months ago, something happened... When I woke up at noon and was about to go to school, I found that he was lying in bed without moving... But I only thought he was sleeping well at the time, but I didn't know when I went back to class and saw him lying straight on the bed. I thought he was still sleeping... I shook him and wanted to ask him if he had eaten, but I found that he was not breathing anymore and was cold. I didn't know when he was dead!"

After saying this, it was said that cold water was poured into the boiling oil pan, and the others also started talking.

"...I'm talking about the mark, he's very pitiful, much better than the girl who didn't jump off the building!"

"No, he is really saving money in Tokyo! He can't even bear to spend the dozens of yen written by the letter. He always has to ask if anyone has returned to China and asks someone to take it back!"

"I heard that in addition to working in a bakery, he also has to work in a fishing ground during the day..."

"Yes! I've raised enough money and 100,000 yen, so I'll take it back, not keep it by his side."

"He was exhausted and couldn't bear to eat it. He ate hard bread from the bread factory at night. In addition, he was in a bad mood recently. He heard rumors about his wife from his hometown. He was working hard here, but his family trampled on his blood and sweat. If he wanted to go back, he wouldn't let him go, so his wife would let him stay in Japan to make money..."

"Continue to stay in Japan to make money! It's so easy to say, you can stay if you want to?! What does the Japanese Ministry of Justice do for food and what does the administration work for? It's so simple to think..."

They seemed to know who the person Gong Lei and Xiaohong were talking about, so another sad story was almost completely outlined by these people in front of Ning Weimin.

The winter in Tokyo is very cold, especially in such a place. Ning Weimin felt a chill from the bottom of his heart. He had to face the reality. His compatriots formed the lowest class of Tokyo society.

He really didn't expect that not only did they have no guarantee of their studies and life, but their lives and personality.
Chapter completed!