"Forget it, let's leave this matter to Brother Cockroach to decide. He should have a solution. Our main task now is the 800,000 survivors, and the arrangement of the 70,000 troops in the Northern Military Region."
Shi Yuanye didn't want to think about it anymore. As far as they are concerned, their population and military strength are quite large, and they are powerless in the face of countless times more zombies than them. They don't have enough supplies, and they have to resume the development of the rear. There is no power to do anything. Only by accepting 800,000 survivors and converting the population into productivity can they go further.
"Didn't that boy Jin Xing do a good job? He has connected with almost all the high-level officials of the Northern Military Region, and the officers who lead the troops are also familiar with it. There is also the lurker No. 13, who has already connected with Yuan Heping." , Yuan Heping also communicated with the other two division commanders, as long as the time is right, they will start internal cleaning "
Speaking of this, Zhao Jun remembered that the previous plan was to build fortifications as an excuse to create pressure on the Northern Military Region, and at the same time use the name of recruiting coolies to indirectly support those survivors, so he couldn't help asking about Shi Yuanye.
"How is the construction of the fortifications going? Also, if we want to relieve those people, can the food keep up?"
"Minister Jin, let's go and have a look. Those workers have made a fuss They think the salary is inappropriate, and they want you to give an explanation"
Jin Xing was studying an exquisite jade bracelet in his luxurious office. A young man with glasses and thin cheeks rushed in from outside. As soon as the young man entered the room, he lowered his head and did not dare to move. The clothes don¡¯t match this office. The floor in the office is covered with gorgeous handmade cashmere carpets, the walls are decorated with various old ink murals, and there is a antique shelf leaning against the corner full of antiques. Porcelain, jade and gold ornaments.
These things may be worthless in the last days, but behind the Venus seat, in a space of three or four square meters, there are boxes of canned food, pieces of wine, chocolates packed in iron tubes, hanging from the roof beams The bacon, the smoke box built on the ground, and the rows of guns hanging on the wall, these things are treasures that all survivors cannot refuse.
Jin Xing never knew the truth about being rich and not showing his worth. Everywhere he went, he displayed these things to support his identity. When talking with others here, he also used these materials to tease people's greed in their hearts. achieve his purpose.
Compared with the jewels here, this young man with glasses looks extremely shivering. He wears a crumpled and tattered suit, a leather shoe with an opening on his left foot, and a hiking shoe with a hole in his right foot. With a skinny face like a clad skeleton, standing at the door looks like a gust of wind could knock him down.
The incident reported by the young man is by no means good news. After Jin Xing heard it, she just stopped to look at the bracelet in her hand, tilted her head and looked at the bewildered young man and said:
"Song Weidong, right? I invite you three catties of rice every day so that you can help me manage those white-eyed wolves. I don't care how they make trouble. Your job is to ensure that they finish their work on schedule, and no delays are allowed. Do youunderstand? If you feel that you are not up to the task, I can replace it with someone else, for example, find a guy who does bad things, and hand over all the rewards to him?"
Jin Xing said it casually, and Song Weidong was terrified when he heard it. At this moment, he was finally sure that he had done something stupid. He, a talented student in the Department of Civil Engineering of Tsinghua University, was just a foreman in the eyes of others, not even a contractor. The survivors working as coolies are no different, the only difference is that the survivors working as coolies get one and a half catties of rice plus one meal a day, while he gets three catties of rice and two meals a day.
In addition to supervising the quality of the project, his task is also responsible for coordinating with the various heads of the survivors' work team. He thought he would reach the sky in one step, but he did not expect that he was just an agent in name. Once he failed to complete the task, what awaited him would be ruthless abandoned.
"Nono, I promise to let them work honestly. Once those devoid of conscience are found, not only will the workers not be paid, but their lunch will also be deducted, so that no one will work hard .¡±
Song Weidong's justification made Jin Xing sneer. He glanced at the pale Song Weidong, gently put down the objects in his hand, picked up the cigarette on the table and lit it, pointed at the door behind Song Weidong with the finger holding the cigarette and said:
"Go and tell those guys that I am not a charity here. If they like to do it or not, they pissed me off. I will blow them all away and replace them with a group of people. I don't believe it. Among the hundreds of thousands of people, no one is willing to do it. A man who works to get his fill"
Facing Jin Xing's stare, Song Weidong lowered his head even more, and said carefully:
???However, these people we recruited all have construction experience. If other people are replaced, the construction efficiency may be doubled "
Hearing this, Jin Xing burst into laughter, shook his head, and sighed in Mandarin with a strange accent:
"Do you think we really need this line of defense? What is the Yellow River natural barrier for?"
"Plop"
The slender Song Weidong collapsed to the ground, then he jumped up like a rabbit, bowed deeply to Jin Xing, then nodded and said:
"I understand what you mean, I guarantee that the project will go smoothly, and you will never be bothered by these little things in the future."
Jin Xing leaned on the back of the chair, pinched his teeth, stretched out his hand and swayed outward slightly. Seeing the gesture, Song Weidong let out a long breath, wrinkled his face for a smile, turned around and went out, behind him, Jin Xing's complexion became extremely ugly.
He is clear about the cause of the workers' troubles. According to their previous discussion, in addition to feeding the workers, they will also be given some food. Whether they are used to meet their physical needs or to feed their families, it is also considered an indirect relief. At least it can give those precarious survivors a sigh of relief.
But as their project progress accelerated, more and more materials were hoarded here, and those workers were not satisfied. They became more and more greedy, hoping to get more materials, and use these materials to seek greater profits among the survivors. Benefit.
Of course, this is only a small part. There are also some people who make trouble because they think that the pay is uneven. Some workers with children are allowed to receive half a catty more grain. There was a commotion, perhaps it was the generosity of the Prairie Army that made them think that they could handle the Prairie Army.
Jin Xing's face sank not because the progress of the project was disturbed, but because he disliked these rioting workers. According to their plan, they summoned workers for construction, which itself was a kind of funding in the form of relief. Guys who don't know how to be grateful actually want to blackmail them with something they don't need at all, isn't it just a bunch of white-eyed wolves?
Thinking of this, Jin Xing hardened his heart, found the document paper, and wrote a book title order in Chinese that was even worse than Mandarin:
"The transportation capacity in the rear is limited, and the food supply is insufficient. It is hereby ordered that the food of all staff members be halved, all those who are dissatisfied will be expelled, and a strong male will be selected as a substitute"
After writing this, Jin Xing suddenly couldn't continue writing. He knew that once this order was issued, the workers who caused trouble could be deterred in the shortest time. Come, it is bound to wear down the foundation of public opinion laid earlier, leaving hidden dangers for future immigrants. Jin Xing is a military idiot and a business genius. In this regard, he sees it more clearly than anyone else, so he told Song Weidong those things. talk¡¡.
Song Weidong walked out of the house and walked to the place where the workers gathered. Outside the house, a whole battalion of soldiers from the Blood Wolf Brigade set up defenses here. Various fortifications, machine gun nests, and vehicle-mounted recoilless guns can be seen everywhere. Ordinary soldiers, these Mongolian soldiers are even more sturdy, full of combat uniforms, black and shiny guns, magazines full of chests, grenades and military thorns hanging on the waist, and smooth combat leather shoes, they are armed to the teeth .
Looking at these rosy-faced soldiers, Song Weidong felt sad for those self-satisfied troublemakers, who couldn't even see the form clearly, and wanted to coerce powerful forces with powerful force just for a little profit.
As soon as he walked to the blood wolf camp defense area, a mottled off-road military vehicle drove towards him. Seeing several officers on the military vehicle, Song Weidong immediately lowered his head to the side of the mountain road, muttering in his heart, the Big Three from the northern military region are all here, is it there? What big event is going to happen?
It is not up to him, a little man who has just had enough to eat, to worry about any decision made by the top management, so he quickened his pace and walked to the construction site full of people. Thousands of men sat silently in the wide open space, beside them, Various tools were thrown on the ground indiscriminately.
More than a hundred men with slightly better complexions are gathering together to discuss something. They are the captains of the various work teams. The mission under their name, this trouble, has nothing to do with their instigation.
Standing at the entrance of the construction site, Song Weidong looked around and saw that only a prototype of the various bunkers and trench walls had been built, and was thrown aside. He watched his captains walk away with bad eyes. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com