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Chapter 46, Mexican gangsters (1)

After a while, Bezos returned to the seat with two trays.

"This is the burger for you two, and the fries. Alice, double-thickened beef patties and large portions of fries, are you sure you can eat them?"

Alice proved her appetite with practical actions. She held the burger that was three inches thick in her hand. The mouth that looked extremely small the previous second instantly grew as huge as a hippo. She swallowed a very large piece in one bite!

“Wow!”

Xixi held the fries in her mouth: "You can compare to my five-double!"

"Huhh~ I'm very edible~ Look, Xixi, if you don't eat your portion quickly, I might come and grab it~"

Thanks to Alice's talent, even though her mouth was stuffed into a balloon, her speech was not delayed at all.

Bezos looked down at his burger. After he was determined to compare, he found that he did not seem to have the size of Alice. He was still an adult man...

Accompanying the black solo in the restaurant, while chatting and eating for a while, Alice said: "Jeff, since you are studying computer science now and are already a sophomore, are you considering working in Silicon Valley in the future?"

Bezos ate fries slowly: "If you can go to Silicon Valley, that would be better. After all, the density of computer companies there is too high. However, the housing prices there are not cheap. If possible, it seems better to find a partner in New York."

Bezos's view is not without reason. For a young man born in New Mexico, compared to the booming Silicon Valley, the charm of the New York Big Apple is naturally not to be said. After all, there are no companies such as Yahoo, Google, Facebook and other companies gather on the West Coast. As a talented Ivy League student, rushing to Manhattan to find a good job is indeed a normal choice for most people.

"By the way, you said that your hometown is Albuquerque?"

Alice recalled Bezos's previous joke about introducing herself, and her eyes lit up: "Be with Microsoft?"

"Oh, yes, you know this company, too."

Bezos was very happy that Alice knew such a top company in the industry: "I heard that Mr. Gates didn't seem to rent a house in the city, but just lived in the company. It's so lucky that Microsoft has a boss who is as hard-working as he is!"

Alice blinked her eyes. Although she could also ask Gates to go to Los Angeles, she thought about it and would rather go to Albuquerque next week. In the past few years, even if she traveled on holidays, she had only been to a few designated tourist destinations. In the United States, a region like New Mexico has never been there.

Anyway, the Mexican chicken rolls from my previous life were also very famous, right?

After taking a bite of the spicy chicken leg burger, Alice said vaguely: "What kind of city is Albuquerque."

Bezos didn't know what Alice wanted to ask, and shrugged, "What's a good city. Every year, the first weekend of October begins, we hold the International Hot Air Balloon Festival. At that time, hot air balloon enthusiasts from all over the world released huge hot air balloons of different shapes. At the same time, tourists have also driven the tourism industry here, and the prices of hotel rooms have soared, so it has attracted many people to drive RVs to feast their eyes."

"In addition, there are many movies and TV series in Hollywood that are also filmed here. After all, the areas with both Mexican style and Gobi desert landscape are Texas in addition to ours. Many early denim films were either Texas or New Mexico. These two continents accounted for more than 80% of all denim films."

When he mentioned his hometown, Bezos certainly introduced it endlessly, and the two girls quietly enjoyed a free lunch in his long speech.

However, despite this, Xixi never gave Bezos a good look. In her opinion, the McDonald's set meal for the two was only ten dollars. It was so cheap that two young and beautiful girls could be invited to accompany her for lunch. This 20-year-old man took a big advantage!

So, while eating, Sissi did not forget to glance at Alice with her eyes.

"Well... it seems that there is not peaceful, right?"

Alice deliberately ignored Sissi's dissatisfied look and said seriously: "New Mexico is the southern border state of the United States, close to Mexico. The border city of Epasol can directly connect to Albuquerque by Highway 25. Hello, Jeff, is the smuggling situation in your place very serious?"

Bezos pondered for a moment and said, "It's OK. The state police have always been very strong in cracking down on smuggling, but if there are indeed many people of Mexican origin. We often meet those people here, Arizona, and Texas. Oh, by the way, even in California, there are many chefs, cleaners, cashiers and other positions that are held by them."

After saying that, he blinked and said, "Why did you suddenly think of asking this?"

Alice slowed down her food chewing, but didn't answer anything.

As a Chinese, Alice will certainly pay special attention to other ethnic minorities.

When it comes to ethnic minorities, Alice has lived in the United States for many years. She has learned about this situation even in her previous life. Although the entire United States has become a melting pot, the geographical distribution, the area of ​​residence in the urban area, and even the division of occupations are relatively fixed. It can be said that although the United States promotes the concept of democracy and equality every day, it is often the most obvious in terms of class.

Not to mention the old black and white issues, Mexicans are the most typical feature.

First of all, whether it is legal entry or smuggling, the three southern states of the United States are their most preferred areas. Just like North Korea's fleeing north, South Korean businessmen often choose to live in Jilin Province, especially Yanbian City, and the Korean Autonomous Region.

Secondly, considering the education level of most Mexicans and the rampant smuggling in the south, many people can only engage in some specific occupations. Supermarket cashiers are already considered relatively high-end, especially for those who smuggled in, they can basically only serve as chefs, waiters, etc. in various restaurants.

Of course, this is generally very good. In terms of the structure of Mexican people in the United States, illegal smuggling still takes the mainstream. For them, it is like the old farmers in the mountainous areas of western China who suddenly go to the eastern coastal cities to make a living. In addition to basically only being able to engage in industries such as fruit stalls and cleaners, they often have to endure various additional troubles.

Alice has read related reports in newspapers several times. The truth about smuggling is that a group of scalpers specializing in collecting poor refugees on the streets of Mexico, secretly bringing them into the United States, and living in an area with poor public security but cheap rent. Dozens of people are crowded in a house like pigs, and they also charge them hundreds of dollars a month for rent, water and electricity bills.

They get up every morning, eat a simple meal to cook beans, and are thrown in every corner of the city to sell fresh fruits that have just been picked from the farm. On average, they stand there for more than ten hours a day, without food, water, and even can't go to the bathroom. A large box of fruits is sold for ten yuan. If they work hard a day, they can only earn 40 to 50 US dollars a day, and can earn 300 US dollars a week. However, if they pay the rent, water and electricity required for scalpers every month, the remaining hundreds of dollars will also be repaid for the transit trafficking fees of scalpers, usually ranging from more than two thousand to three thousand US dollars per person.

By the time they paid off their debts, they had been living in the United States for about half a year. Then, most of the hundreds of hard money they earned every month will be sent back to their hometown in Mexico, where their wives, children and relatives are waiting for the life-saving money here!

Some residents in some small towns often feel that these old Mos are standing by the roadside and obstructing traffic, so they will naturally come to the police. When the police arrive, they will confiscate the old Mos. Not only will the scalpers have to pay the cost of the scalpers, but they have no income in a day, and because they don’t have a car, they also have to walk back to their residence with two legs to report to the scalpers.

In fact, especially in Alice's view, American laws are often very strange. Although the judicial department is meticulous in division of labor, it will only strictly abide by the laws and regulations of its own small territory!

Just like the police in the small town know that these are illegal immigrants, but they do not belong to immigration officials, so it is not their duty to control illegal immigrants. They only care about their affairs, so they just confiscate fruits, drive away Lao Mo and stand on the street, and then ignore nothing!

After being unsuccessful of fruits and being fined, the old Mo felt sorry for the tender fruits being thrown into the trash can, and even more about the money they could not earn and the compensation they would be compensated. However, they would not go to court to debate or try to reduce the fines.

Because he is an illegal immigrant with no identity, his shouting and defense are even more stupid and no one will listen!

"So, since there are a lot of Mexicans there..."

Alice's eyes flashed and she whispered: "There should be many gangs, right? After all, Mexico can be said to be the world of gangs, so these immigrants should follow suit, right?"

"Well, that's right, so if you want to go to Albuquerque, be sure to pay attention and never go to the territory of those old Mos."

Bezos kept eating burgers, and he didn't think much about why Alice suddenly asked these questions.

"Yeah, I got it."
Chapter completed!
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