Xiuyu is much closer to Fang Jun, after all, she has also experienced the friendship of life and death in Lishan Hot Spring, her eyes rolled, and she walked behind Fang Jun in broken steps, and a pair of softness massaged Fang Jun's shoulders and neck, biting her lip and whispering: "How come?" His Royal Highness King Wu is indeed good-looking, but we are the Fang family, born to be the Fang family, and dead are the ghosts of the Fang family......" said this, his face blushed, and he said shyly: "We are Langjun's people......"

Zheng Xiu'er is also Bing Xue smart, seeing this, she hurriedly came to Fang Jun's side, endured shyness and knelt on the ground, two small pink fists clenched tightly, hammered Fang Jun's legs, and said softly: "What Yu'er said is that the life of the slave is Langjun's, and I will follow you in this life, if you drive me, I won't leave......"

A lady from a scholarly family, even if she has experienced too many setbacks and disasters, she is still a big girl with yellow flowers in the end, and it is inevitable to be shy to say such words that express her heart plainly. In the end, he was as thin as a mosquito fly, and he hung his head shyly, revealing a pink and white neck that had been dyed red, and a layer of fine fur on his skin that represented youth......

Xiuyu gritted her teeth and glared at Zheng Xiu'er, who hung her head, and said in her heart that she thought it was more tender than my face, but she didn't expect such direct words to be said, what is the difference between this and taking the initiative to dedicate yourself?

Stinky girl, her skin is getting thicker and thicker.

Fang Jun's heart suddenly became hot when he heard this, especially the two beautiful maids in front of him and behind him, surrounded by a real fragrance, and he was waited for by four soft little hands, entering a state of selflessness, just wanting to be intoxicated forever in this gentle and charming temperature, cutting off the red dust, adding fragrance to the red sleeves, and not knowing where the world is......

It's a pity that Fang Jun is a layman, he doesn't have that wisdom root, and he doesn't have that decision, so he naturally still has to be entangled in mundane affairs.

It's not that he doesn't dare to attack the two little maids, Fang Jun knows the intentions of the two, and no matter when and where he wants to eat them, he will not refuse. Because of this, Fang Jun is reluctant to yell like a wild monk who is hungry and unbearable, he has to have a perfect fit in time, atmosphere, and environment, wouldn't it be more meaningful to lower his mouth at that time?

Who knew that he wouldn't be able to lower his mouth at this time, but when he wanted to do it again, he would not get the opportunity for a long time......

*****

The whole Huating town is like a big construction site.

The shipyard, the military port, and the school are all on the west bank of the Wusong River, and the soon-to-be-established "Iron Furnace Fort" is also on the riverside not far upstream. Why is it called "Iron Forge"? There is nothing else, it's just that Fang Jun's absolutely rare literary and youthful attributes have attacked, and he wants to pay tribute to his youth that has disappeared after 1,400 years......

Although the name is very ambiguous, the meaning is absolutely significant!

In Fang Jun's conception, the "Iron Fort Fort" will be a scientific research center for metallurgy, gun casting, and the development of new machines in the future.

On the east bank of the Wusong River, the Mingang Wharf and the City Shipping Division also started construction almost at the same time.

Countless displaced people from all over the world were attracted by the favorable conditions, enthusiastically participated in this super construction, and used their own hands to fight for the foundation of their lives and the food for their lives.

In just one month, tens of thousands of displaced people arrived, and such a huge population posed a great challenge to the command and distribution of the town office.

However, Fang Jun naturally has a draft......

“…… Although they are all displaced people from all over the world, they are definitely not just a single individual, they often come in groups. The factors that unite them are either blood, nostalgia, or ethnicity, to name a few. Not only should we not dismantle them, but we should divide them into groups based on these factors to make them more united. Distinguish their dwellings from others to form a relatively isolated group, which we can call the production team......"

Fang Jun rejected Pei Xingjian's proposal to break up all the displaced people and then reorganize them to assign tasks, and instead proposed the concept of a "production team".

Pei Xingjian frowned and said: "But in this way, although these production teams will be relatively harmonious internally, after all, they all have such and such connections, but there will inevitably be disagreements with other production teams, and there has never been a fight, so won't it greatly delay the progress of the project?" ”

"No, no, no, your understanding is wrong, Ben Hou asked you, how can you greatly improve the speed of the existing project?" Fang Jun asked with a smile.

Pei Xingjian glanced at the several generals around him, and reluctantly found that these people were just decorations, and they were not interested in civil affairs at all, and it was estimated that at this time, they were thinking about how to fish for a few more than 20 warships that would be built at the same time in the dock in their own hands......

Sighing secretly, Pei Xingjian cheered up, thought for a while, and said, "Reward? ”

Fang Jun smiled and shook his finger: "Correct, but not comprehensive, it should be 'competition'!" Everyone has a heart of honor, everyone also has a heart of shame, and no one wants to fall behind others, which is a natural self-motivation. And when this motivation is tied to rewards, people can burst out to their maximum potential! ”

In fact, there is another power that Fang Jun did not elaborate, that is, "collective sense of honor"! This is an ethereal spiritual attribute that can generate extremely powerful power once it bursts out! As long as everyone in this collective, they will be involuntarily coerced by the whole collective, and can only move forward, not backward.

Because when everyone else is advancing, once a person retreats, he will naturally become the target of public criticism, and become the target of reprimand, or even exclusion. Man is a social animal, and no one wants to be isolated!

Although the "production team" model in the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China had such and such defects, the achievements created in a short period of time in this innocent land were enough to shock the world!

Its essence is to inspire people's "collective sense of honor"!

Dazhai of agriculture and Daqing of industry have set off a climax of construction, that is, everyone thinks that they are not worse than Dazhai or Daqing! In the end, although not everywhere can be like Dazhai and Daqing, but compared with the initial situation, it has long been a world of difference......

Pei Xingjian groaned: "This ...... It is too unusual, although the villages in the past were like this between villages, but the clear distribution like the chief manager is unprecedented in ancient and modern times, and the end will not dare to agree. ”

Fang Jun needs Pei Xingjian's approval?

Of course not!

This is something that history has proven, even if you Pei Xingjian is a generation of celebrities, can you resist the tide of history?

In Huating Town, Fang Jun is the dictator, and no one can object to what he decides.

Fang Jun immediately clapped his head and said: "I don't dare to agree and it's nothing, things will be done according to this strategy, let's discuss the specific details well, and we can also fine-tune them appropriately in the implementation, but the model of the 'production team' is not allowed to change, which is the key to whether Huating Town can rise quickly and even become an important town in the south of the Yangtze River!" ”

He made a decision, and others naturally had no objections, anyway, this was Fang Jun's fiefdom, so naturally he had the final say.

Pei Xingjian also nodded and said: "No problem, I will immediately make a detailed plan, write a plan and submit it to the general manager for decision." But there is another thing, and the end will be a little worried......"

"What?"

"The population is not enough......" Pei Xingjian spread his hands and said distressedly.

The existing population of tens of thousands is indeed quite a lot, but it is a bit difficult to spread it among so many stalls. Moreover, Fang Jun's planning is very detailed, and there are detailed standards for how much time and what kind of goals must be achieved.

As soon as he heard this, Fang Jun couldn't do anything about it......

If the money is gone, he can think of making money, but the population is not enough, what can he do?

Now is a peaceful year, not the end of the dynasty and the turmoil in the world, you can gather displaced people everywhere and even loot civilians everywhere.

Su Dingfang interjected at this time: "A few days ago, didn't the chief manager say that there was a way to make the Jiangnan Shi clan give up those reeds on the seaside? ”

Fang Junqi said: "What does this have to do with the population? ”

Pei Xingjian slapped his thigh and said, "Fortunately, Su Dudu reminded him!" Chief, there are quite a few people in this reed! ”