In the morning, Zhou Ming walked out of the administrative building and stretched out in the rising sun, when an administrative official from the oil field came over to ask Zhou Ming how they were resting, and told them that Pushkin was already over there ready to prepare breakfast for them, and they could go over at any time.

Zhou Ming nodded and said that he was resting well, in fact, he did look very energetic, but Li Chengtong, who came out with him, as well as Ilbedov and Sergeevsky, looked a little sluggish, which looked very strange, but in fact, it was all caused by Zhou Ming's last words yesterday.

From three or four percent to the final certainty, Zhou Ming's answer surprised everyone, and made everyone stunned, because when they first arrived here, they saw that the treatment of oil workers was so bad, and they felt that Zhou Ming might have a chance if he really wanted to break through here, but Zhou Ming pointed out to them the problem of Pushkin's control over the entire oil field, and they found that their chances were not high.

Now that Pushkin showed his control over the workers in front of them, the chances of success are smaller according to common sense, but Zhou Ming said that the chances have increased to fifty percent.

Originally, what they were worried about was Pushkin's control over the workers, but now that they have control over them, the chances are high, isn't it a contradiction?

However, Zhou Ming didn't explain anything about it in the end, and ended the conversation after dropping such an answer, and went back to the room to sleep, but Zhou Ming was able to sleep without heart and lungs, but the other people could only carry a question mark one by one until today, because they never understood what Zhou Ming meant, so they didn't rest well, so everyone's mental condition was not very good today.

In contrast, Dormer, who was persuaded to retire in advance by Ilbedov yesterday, became the luckiest one, he didn't hear Zhou Ming's puzzling answer, so he was in good spirits.

Zhou Ming and the others followed the oilfield officials to the canteen, Pushkin and other oilfield officials were waiting here, they greeted Zhou Ming warmly, no matter how they didn't want to see each other in their hearts, but this superficial article was still very good. Breakfast with milk bread and eggs, can't say how rich, but also very careful, after all, this is just an oil field in the wasteland, not a star hotel, how can there be anything good.

After that, Zhou Ming and Pushkin sat down to have breakfast together, originally this was a very normal situation, when eating breakfast, Pushkin asked Zhou Ming about today's arrangements, everyone came and went politely, but at this time an unexpected situation occurred, and the sound of a plate falling to the ground sounded very abruptly.

Zhou Ming and the others looked back, and saw a little girl in tattered clothes standing at the door of the kitchen behind, staring blankly at the people in the room, a little overwhelmed, and dropped a few tarts in front of her.

When he saw this little girl, Pushkin was not happy at that time: "Whose child is this? How can you run in so casually?"

In the face of Pushkin's questioning, a cook hurriedly ran out of the kitchen to apologize to Pushkin: "Mr. Pushkin, I am very sorry, I didn't take a good look at this child, I didn't know that he would come to the kitchen to steal something to eat, I immediately let him go, and I ask the adults not to be angry." ”

The layout of the oilfield canteen is actually very interesting, this canteen is the only canteen in the oilfield, whether it is oil workers or other people, they all eat here, of course, in order to distinguish between workers and leaders, or other people who may come to inspect, there are also a few boxes here, Zhou Ming They are not happy to accompany the distinguished guests, naturally arranged in the box to eat, and the location of the box is just the closest to the kitchen.

It is precisely because of this layout that when the little girl stole something out, perhaps the egg tart was very hot when it was just baked, and the little girl's hand was burned in a hurry, so she knocked over a whole plate of egg tarts, which alarmed the people in the box.

This plot is not difficult to guess, in fact, when they see the little girl's tattered clothes and dirty little face, they have already guessed it.

As she spoke, the cook led the little girl out of the box, and the little girl looked pitifully at the tart on the ground and said, "My tart."

The little girl's voice was not loud, but it startled the chef who came out, and the chef raised his hand and slapped the little girl in the face, and then reprimanded her: "What are your egg tarts? This is the egg tarts of the adults over there, you stole their things in the first place, you are wrong, how dare you say that? Apologize to these adults quickly!"

After speaking, the chef turned his head and wanted to apologize to Zhou Ming and them, but before his words could be spoken, Su Han stopped doing it first: "What's the matter with you people bullying a little girl? Since she is hungry, let her eat, anyway, we may not be able to eat so many things." ”

As she spoke, Su Han picked up a glass of milk, grabbed a piece of bread, walked towards the little girl and said to her, "Little sister, are you hungry?" ”

Su Han spoke Chinese, the little girl was a Northern Russian, she obviously didn't understand what Su Han was saying, just looked at Su Han blankly with her eyes open, and then looked at the milk and bread in Su Han's hand, and finally squatted down and quickly picked up the egg tart that fell on the ground and stuffed it into her mouth.

The little girl obviously only wanted to eat the tart and did not want to eat milk bread, and the cook behind her was frightened when he heard Karelina's translation, and reached out to pat the egg tart in the little girl's hand, and scolded angrily: "What more tart will you eat if this lady gives you milk bread, don't you thank her?"

After speaking, he raised his head and apologized to Su Han: "Honorable lady, I'm sorry, she is so uneducated, she is usually vulgar and accustomed in the oil field, and there are no rules, I hope you don't be surprised, I will take her away immediately, and I won't delay the adults' meal." ”

Originally, the chef was about to pull the little girl away after speaking, but Su Han firmly put the milk and bread in front of him.

The cook was stunned for a moment, he subconsciously glanced at Pushkin over there, and only after seeing Pushkin nodding to him did he dare to take the milk and bread handed over by Su Han, but his movements were very cautious, and he was even afraid that his oily hands would stain Su Han's white little hands.

Sitting back at the table, Pushkin smiled and said: "We are negligent here, and we actually let such a small thing run in and steal food, I hope it doesn't disturb a few dining Yaxing, otherwise my sin will be too great." ”

Listening to Pushkin's words, without waiting for Zhou Ming and them to speak, Su Han said first: "Mr. Pushkin, you are indeed guilty of too much, but I think it is not me who should apologize, but these poor oil workers, they work so hard every day, and now their children can't even eat an egg tart, how can this make people unbearable?"

In the face of Su Han's accusation, Pushkin just smiled: "Ms. Su also saw that our conditions are so poor, so we need a few gentlemen and ladies to help us!"

Pushkin's brazen words made Su Han feel very angry, and she wanted to say something more, but she was pulled by Zhou Ming, and Su Han remembered that with the other party's personality and her identity here, I am afraid that no matter what she says, it will be useless.

After breakfast, Pushkin went to arrange the morning's activities, and Zhou Ming and the others were still sitting in the box of the canteen to rest, drinking tea or coffee to make their minds clearer.

It seems that these oilfield workers are still very afraid of Pushkin, even if it is just a glass of milk and a piece of bread, as long as there is no nod from them, these people dare not ask for it. Tong Gang sighed and said, "Little brother Zhou Ming, do you still think there is a fifty percent chance?"

"Fifty percent of them are definitely gone. Zhou Ming said with a smile.

This answer made Tong Gang stunned for the first time, not because Zhou Ming would answer so refreshingly, but because his expression when he said this was with a confident smile, as if the current situation was what he expected, and it was still the best situation.

Because of this suspicion, Tong Gang asked very unconfidently: "How many percent do you think there is still little brother Zhou Ming?"

Zhou Ming stretched out his thumb and index finger: "It's almost eight." ”

In fact, Zhou Ming's answer was expected by Tong Gang, but when he really heard Zhou Ming say this, he still felt incomprehensible from the bottom of his heart, and he didn't understand why Zhou Ming was worried at the beginning that Pushkin was more oppressive to the oil workers, but he felt that the greater the chance? Isn't this a complete contradiction?

Tong Gang didn't understand, Ilbedov and Sergeevsky also stared at Zhou Ming, and Dormer even opened his mouth and asked, "Why can there be eighty?"

Although Domer was persuaded to go to bed last night, he was not completely brainless, after a night of thinking, plus maybe someone had talked to him, so he understood a little, so now when he heard Zhou Ming say this, he immediately asked.

Zhou Ming explained: "The reason is very simple, don't you think that if you keep pressing these oil workers like them, these workers will have a hard time, and the workers will want to defeat them more and more? ”

If Zhou Ming's previous answer only surprised them unexpectedly, then Zhou Ming's explanation of this answer completely blinded them.

Where there is oppression, there is resistance, this is a wise saying, and they all believe it, but the problem is that this sentence cannot be realized at all times.

With this in mind, Tong Gang reminded Zhou Ming: "But as far as I know, these workers have been working here for at least five years, and if they had any ideas, shouldn't they have resisted a long time ago?

"A lot of things are just missing an opportunity, don't worry, let the bullets fly for a while. Zhou Ming said.