The worm is dying.

Although Jing Qingfu can still talk and smoke normally now, when he took the initiative to ask the four brothers how to deal with the problem of the Silver Blood Society, Jing Zhengwu knew that this man who had said everything in the Jing family was going to die.

Language is a wonderful thing, and once spoken, these fleeting words immediately take on a fixed form, forming a binding effect on the speaker.

Jing Qingyi's inquiry is actually a ceremony of power transfer.

He laid bare his weakness.

In fact, there is no difference between people, even if you are proficient in the art of war, you are wise and close to demons, and you are charming...... But after all, you are just one person, and you can't control others.

More than 100 clansmen from top to bottom of the Jing family can firmly support Jing Qingyi, the head of the family, because they believe that Jing Qingjia has the ability to make their lives better, and also has the power to make them worse than dead.

Power that is condensed by the belief of the people, in turn, fears and threatens the people, and power is so wonderful.

However, once the weakness of the head of the family is exposed, and once another trustworthy heir appears, then the power condensed by trust will also be transferred to the new head of the family because of trust.

The weak are like vines, and when they see the stronger appear, they will quietly extend their tentacles.

And what Jing Zhengwu has to do is to prove that he is stronger than his father and brothers...... Leader!

"The Silverblood Society's concern is understandable, but that's because they haven't managed worker slaves." Jing Zhengwu said loudly: "As the saying goes, the soldier does not move without a general, and the snake does not move without a head, and every time the workers' organization makes trouble, there must be a leader they trust and a cadre who is responsible for connecting all parties. ”

"As long as the leader is found, the workers can be self-defeating."

Jing Qingshu asked, "What if the leader is poor and unyielding?" ”

"It doesn't matter if the boss doesn't give in, we can also bribe the cadres, and stigmatize all the cadres who don't accept bribes, so that the bribed cadres can fish in troubled waters."

Jing Qingfu asked again: "What if it is difficult to find the leader cadre, or if the head cadre is just a target on the surface?" ”

Jing Zhengwu said with a smile: "Then buy and threaten a few ordinary workers, we don't need them to do anything, we just need to let out the news, then they will be everyone in danger and suspect their peers." At this time, we only need to express that we are not guilty of the past, and let a few of the bribes take the initiative to withdraw, so that the wavering majority can be divided, and the riot will naturally disappear. ”

"Or hold a discussion meeting, openly agree to their demands, but keep delaying and delaying and not realizing it, and then transfer the leaders and cadres, and even if the workers find out that they have been deceived, they will not be able to organize again."

"If you can't even do that...... That means the workers have made up their minds. Jing Zhengwu said calmly: "Just call the Heyang Army to suppress it." ”

Jing Qingyu finally nodded with satisfaction and asked, "This is Zhengwu, you came up with it yourself?" Logical self-consistency, it seems to be a practical conclusion. ”

"Yes." Jing Zhengwu said politely: "Three years ago, the workers of Xiaojiushan rioted, and I helped the third uncle to give advice. At that time, the workers were very stubborn, and the leaders refused to negotiate, so we bribed a few weak workers, let them fish in troubled waters, and gave us information, which greatly hindered their decision-making time. ”

"At that time, when the workers found out that something was wrong and wanted to destroy the mining equipment and escape, the Heyang army we invited had already arrived, and even the younger brother of the leader of the riot at that time defected to us overnight, leading the way for the Heyang army to annihilate the workers hiding in the mine resistance, and suppressing the impact of the Xiaojiushan riot to the lowest point."

Jing Zhengwu seemed to think of something, and added: "Workers like this kind of surrender should also be vigorously promoted and praised, and sang, so that everyone knows that those who surrender enjoy glory and wealth, and those who resist have no place to be buried." ”

"Good." Jing Qingyu nodded again and took a sip of Bai Xia: "Zhengwu is well-founded and well-organized. So, do others have other ideas? ”

Jing Zhengwu glanced at the 'competitors', Jing Zhengtang was biting his ears with Feiwei, Jing Zhengfeng seemed to be thinking about something, only their eldest brother Jing Zhengwei was still feasting - so confident?

Thinking of his eldest brother's series of unusual performances today, Jing Zhengwu secretly adjusted Jing Zhengwei's threat to the highest. He knew very well that his brother was by no means extraordinary, and his every move had a deep meaning, and since his brother had abandoned the deep style of the city government in the past, it showed that his current posture could earn him more benefits.

After a while, Jing Zhengfeng said slowly: "Stir up confrontation and create hatred." ”

Jing Qingjiao took a sip of Baixia: "Let's hear it." ”

Although Jing Zhengfeng's exit is 'old and immortal', he answered this question very seriously: "The reason why the workers and slaves riot is because they have nowhere to vent their grievances in their hearts, and they will naturally be incited in the end. ”

"Then let them have a place to vent their grievances."

"Let the cadres in charge of supervision, food and lodging take the initiative to 'discriminate' against them, it can be because of language, because of appearance, or even because of height...... In short, it is important for workers to realize that there is another group of workers who are doing better than themselves for other reasons. ”

"Discrimination begets antagonism, and antagonism begets hatred. In the beginning, the workers certainly did not dare to lose their temper with the overseers, they only dared to attack those who received preferential treatment. And those who are treated preferentially will not swallow their anger, and will inevitably gather to fight back. ”

At this point, the overseers can give the workers a little bit of power, such as food. Workers with strong factions can get more and better food for their people, while those with small factions can only be bullied ......"

"Of course, the overseers can't let the workers really have a big gang, it's better to have three or four factions in each factory and mine, and if you find any faction that is too strong, you can encourage other factions to suppress it together."

Before Jing Zhengfeng finished speaking, Jing Qingyi couldn't help but applaud: "Wonderful, wonderful!" ”

"It not only dissipates the resentment of the workers and slaves, but also makes them hate each other, and even if they want to riot, they will not be able to cooperate because of past grievances, which is indeed exquisite...... Ahem! ”

Coughing a few times, Jing Qingfu took a sip of Baixia and seemed to breathe: "This is what you realized from the Qinghong Gang?" ”

"Pretty much." Jing Zhengfeng wanted to put the tripod on it and pretend to be forced, but after glancing at the eldest brother next to him, he still drank a glass of wine and said, "That's it, I'm done, I'll leave first." ”

"There's no hurry." Jing Qingyu looked at the other two: "Do you have anything else to add?" ”

Although Jing Zhengwu's face has not changed, and he is even smiling, his heart has turned over - he doesn't need to think about it to know that now Jing Qingyi is more optimistic about that wild species!

I was actually compared to a wild seed!

Could it be that Jing Zhengfeng knew his father's exam questions in advance, so he answered so wonderfully? If I could have known in advance, I could have come up with a more subtle method, but what could I do......

"Father, Fei Wei...... Fei Wei and I also have an immature idea. ”

At this time, Jing Zhengtang finally finished accepting his girlfriend's teaching, and stammered his hand and said.

"Say it." Jing Qingyi smiled rarely: "I'm looking forward to it." ”

"That's right, the fourth brother said just now that the reason for the workers' rebellion is because they have nowhere to vent their grievances in their hearts." Jing Zhengtang took a sip of tea and said, "I also agree with this view, but I don't think it's complete: the workers rioted because they had no hope. ”

"We can give them hope."

Jing Qingyu frowned slightly: "What hope?" ”

The old capitalists are very wary of the workers trying to suck their own blood.

"Set the level." Jing Zhengtang said: "Take the mining workers as an example, the mining workers generally have to work 18 hours, then we can set up three levels, black iron workers, silver workers, gold workers, black iron workers have to work 18 hours, silver workers only need to work 16 hours, and gold workers only need 14 hours, but their wages are exactly the same. ”

"At the same time, black iron workers have no benefits in the mines, while silver workers can take a bath every three days and have one day off a week, and gold workers can take a bath every day and have two days off a week......

"And ......"

"Enough!" Jing Qingyu stopped his third son, couldn't help coughing a few times, took a sip of Bai Xia and said, "According to your approach, then our Jing family might as well sell the mine!" ”

"Father, Feiwei's plan hasn't reached the point yet." Jing Zhengtang was accidentally exposed again, but everyone didn't seem to care: "We can set it up so that all workers are black iron workers at the beginning, and they can only be promoted to silver workers after working for five years, and they can be promoted to gold workers after working for ten years." ”

"If you report backlight elements, or if you find someone who is in a series of riots, as long as the information is accurate, you can be promoted to the next level immediately."

"But if there is a violation, such as participating in a riot, such as being lazy, you are disqualified from promotion."

Speaking of this, Jing Zhengtang stopped.

Jing Qingworm was a little strange: "Go on." ”

"Well, there's a lot more to come, but I forgot." Jing Zhengtang scratched his head embarrassedly.

Jing Qingyu looked at Jing Zhengtang and Fei Wei angrily, and nodded: "Five years, ten years...... Very good, very good, Zhengwu, do you know how many years the average worker in the mine works? ”

The smile on Jing Zhengwu's face was already reluctant: "It's about two to three years." ”

"Then the threshold for silver workers can be lowered to three years, and gold workers to five years." Jing Qingfu said with satisfaction: "The workers must be able to see a hope that seems to be achievable...... Even if the working time is three years, just make up a violation, and you can directly cancel his promotion opportunity. ”

"It doesn't matter if the worker runs away, he has basically squeezed out his labor in three years, and it will only be a waste of food to stay."

"But you can keep one or two silver workers and gold workers in the mine as an example to inspire other workers to fight."

"Good, good! Zhengtang, you haven't been very likable since you were a child, but my father has to admit that you look at women better than me! ”

Jing Zhengtang smirked and bowed his head slightly to thank him.

Then, everyone's eyes looked at the only one among the four brothers who had not yet spoken, Jing Zhengwei, the eldest young master of the Jing family.

In all kinds of eyes, some are sarcastic, some are resentful, and some are ridiculed.

There is no expectation.

Jing Zhengwu's 'coping strategy', Jing Zhengfeng's 'separatism conspiracy', and Jing Zhengtang's 'hope system' have almost exhausted all possibilities for controlling workers, not to mention that the three brothers can come up with such a plan, which is related to their life experience: Jing Zhengwu participated in the suppression of riots at a young age, Jing Zhengfeng has been crawling at the bottom for many years, and Jing Zhengtang's wife is awesome.

Compared with them, Jing Zhengwei has no advantage at all.

And Jing Zhengwei has been feasting, in the eyes of the clansmen, this is simply an attitude of giving up.

"Huh? Is it my turn? ”

Le Yu poured a sip of honey five-flower tea, blinked at everyone, and said with a smile: "......What do I think?"

Jing Zhengwu, Fei Wei, and Jing Zhengfeng suddenly raised their minds. They have been secretly paying attention to the eldest brother Jing Zhengwei, although everyone else thinks that Jing Zhengwei is self-defeating, but they all think that Jing Zhengwei is confident-they believe that the cruel young master Jing Zhengwei will not be able to be arrested.

And actually......

Leyu is just just no desire and rigid.

Just kidding, if you're here to discuss how to deal with the working class, am I going to give you serious advice?

He was not interested in competing for the head of the Jing family, if it weren't for the maintenance of Jing Zhengwei's personality, he couldn't help shouting: "Add money!" Build a workers' community! Build a workers' elementary school! build a workers' hospital" and other absurd words.

But it's your turn to speak, and Leyu has to say something after all, and it can't be 'I am the same' - just like in an exam, it is a good attitude to hand in all the wrong answers but full of answers, but it is a bad attitude to hand in blank papers.

Then ...... Let's tell a joke.

"My thoughts are similar to those of the third brother, but it's not that complicated." Le Yu cleared his throat and said, "I plan to set up a newspaper and distribute it to workers at a low price or even for free." Fortunately, the workers should all be literate. ”

Newspaper?

Everyone was stunned, they didn't understand what the eldest young master was talking about at all, and even Jing Qingyi was confused: "What are you talking about?" ”

"I also want to give hope to the workers and slaves, but I don't have to go through the bells and whistles of the system, just rely on the pen." "I'm going to serialize these books in the newspaper—"

"Workers do these things, and in five years they become big mine owners",

"You only complain that you don't have money, but you don't think about your broken jade",

"The steward killed these slaves because he saw them not trying",

"The slave turned over and became a big treasurer, you have to know these skills",

"You can't eat enough every day because you haven't made up for these shortcomings",

"Workers, the boss asks you so much that you want you to get better",

"Yang Bailao learned to manage himself, and ten years later, Huang Shiren also sighed to himself"

……”

"Who are Yang Bailao and Huang Shiren?" Jing Zhengtang suddenly interrupted and asked.

"Uh...... Two people I know, the former is a worker and the latter is a boss. Le Yu said dryly, explained a sentence and drank a sip of honey five-flower tea, and then turned his head to look at Jing Qingfu: "This is my idea, how do you feel?" ”

Jing Qingyi raised his right hand tremblingly and pointed at Leyu: "Zhengwei, you ......"

Damn, I'm talking about jokes, this old man wants to get mad when he hears my nonsense, right? Le Yu's mind turned sharply, and secretly said that he might as well say, 'I'm the same', forget it, and now I'm about to be angry with this old man, what about to do it later?

"You, you ......"

Jing Qingyi took a hard sip of Baixia and said loudly:

"Hurry up and do it!"

Leyu: "? ”