Seeing that the coastal nuclear area had set up a similar organization, other districts also tried to form patrols, but unfortunately they were not satisfied with each other because of the uneven distribution of benefits, and all of them failed. Seeing that the clansmen in his jurisdiction were losing more than ten every night, the big and small leaders gradually pointed the finger at Zhao Hui.

Binhe District is facing a joint attack by Yufang District and Zisandalwood Ridge, and they all agree that the current situation is all due to the tricks played by the patrols of young people.

To put it simply, it was Zhao Hui who broke the social and ecological balance of the Special Economic Zone for thousands of years.

Zhao Hui sat in his base camp and waited for the dawn to come, and Cui Xiping, who was more than 100 kilometers away to the southwest, had already entered the basement of the arsenal.

When the first morning light entered the Special Zone, Cui Xiping returned to the Binhe District.

No one noticed, and no one followed.

At least that's what she thought, brought back a thousand tantalum coins and handed them to Zhao Hui, then waved her hand and left, without telling Zhao Hui where she was going.

When Hejie came in, she happened to bump into each other, and the two sides simply said hello, and Hejie thought that she hadn't left here last night.

After a while, Yu Tianlei also came in and found that there were more tantalum coins in the bag, so he began to count. The result is just one thousand more than last night, no more, no less.

None of them asked where the tantalum coins came from, it was Mr. Zhao's arrangement, and it was not a good thing to know too much.

After breakfast, Zhao Hui and Hejie set off for the construction site of the new headquarters building.

About half an hour later, you could see a large group of storm people working not far ahead, Fei Mingyang and several right-hand men kept commanding, and the scene was orderly.

When they approached, Fei Mingyang greeted them early, knowing that Mr. Zhao was coming to attend the upcoming groundbreaking ceremony this morning.

In front of it is a flat terrain of about 20,000 square meters, and the surface has been almost cleared, revealing the foundations of the early buildings. From the shape and layout, it looks like a square more than ten centuries ago.

"Actually, we made a big bargain." Fei Mingyang said cautiously to Mr. Zhao.

At present, the manpower, material resources and technology do not support the construction of high-rises, there is a ready-made foundation, and there is no need to excavate, and the construction can be started directly when Minister Yang's materials arrive.

The reason why the ceremony was held was that Fei Mingyang thought it was necessary, and mainly expressed his attitude to the storm people in the Special Administrative Region, that the Binhe District was going to build houses here, and if there were any problems, they should be raised as soon as possible, otherwise it would be too late to regret it.

Zhao Hui chose the new site of the base camp at the junction with Yufang District, and Fei Mingyang somewhat understood his intentions.

Seeing that Mr. Zhao was at the scene in person, everyone gathered around.

Zhao Hui glanced at it, there were about two hundred numbers, and most of them were middle-aged and elderly storm people with rickety bodies. Although his labor capacity is limited, it is not easy for Fei Mingyang to organize this group of people. The delay has not officially started until now, and it is related to the fact that the personnel organization has just been put in place.

"Listen up, everyone!" Fei Mingyang shouted, "Mr. Zhao personally came to inspect and cheer us up." ”

Although having said that, in fact, Zhao Hui's appearance today did not bring anything to these ordinary storm people. They didn't have to do much work in normal times, but they were forced to come to the construction site under pressure from the leaders.

The days are their own, even if they build the building, what does it have to do with them? So Fei Mingyang talked for a long time, but the people below didn't show the slightest excitement, but were so frightened when they heard Zhao Hui's name.

In the Binhe District, at least 80 percent of the storm people don't know what Zhao Hui is currently doing, and their understanding of him is stuck in the stage where they kill people if they don't agree with each other.

Fei Mingyang felt that this meeting was too embarrassing, and everyone didn't give Mr. Zhao face, so his voice became louder and louder.

Hejie also felt embarrassed like this, and was happy to see the foundation, but more than 200 people didn't react at all. Maybe it would be happier to let them go back to work at this time.

Zhao Hui didn't think so, he knew the reason for the situation in front of him very well. This kind of scene has long been expected, if everyone applauds and welcomes, it can only mean that Fei Mingyang and others forced these people to act deliberately in advance.

"I'll say a few words!" Zhao Hui jumped and stood on a high place.

The crowd lazily moved their gaze to his new place to see what the young man said next.

"I believe everyone can understand what I am saying, if you don't understand, Minister Fei will tell you again in a while."

He Mingyang nodded, he would be a good translator.

There is only one language spoken by the three immigrant stars of the Blue Dream Home, but there is no guarantee that all the Storm Clans living here will adapt to Zhao Hui's language habits. It is not as good as two or three hundred people to talk to two or three people, in order not to cause misunderstanding, it is necessary to let Fei Mingyang, a native of the country, explain.

Everyone doesn't care, no matter what they say, it has nothing to do with them.

Zhao Hui cleared his throat in the morning breeze and said loudly: "I know what you think in your hearts, I don't blame you." Everyone's life is not easy, and the reason why Zhao Hui does this is to make everyone's life better. ”

Few people believe in this kind of truth, and even a few ministers were skeptical when they first heard these things, not to mention ordinary people who don't know a few words.

"Not to mention far, as long as you can work on the construction site, there will be a tall building like the Freedom Market here in the future. It will be the new base camp of our Binhe District and a landmark building. ”

He changed his words and said to the people present: "Of course you can't do it for nothing, can you?" ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at each other at first, and then began to exchange ears. Doing things for the leader has always been done for nothing, and now no one understands what that means.

Fei Mingyang didn't understand either, when he was a small leader, if the bosses wanted to do anything, they would just pull a few people for nothing.

Zhao Hui continued to preach: "From today onwards, as long as you voluntarily stay and work, Minister Fei will register you and let you become long-term workers in the Binhe District, with one meal a day and one tantalum coin every two quarters. ”

What's the situation? Everyone was stunned.

Seeing that Fei Mingyang didn't react, Zhao Hui coughed twice to bring him back to his senses.

Hurriedly repeated Mr. Zhao's words: "What Mr. Zhao means, as long as you volunteer to stay and work, you can get a tantalum coin as a reward every six months as long as you volunteer to stay and work, and provide free lunch every day." ”

Someone asked, "How much is the ......?" ”

Fei Mingyang shook his head and explained as patiently as possible: "It's two tantalum coins a year, which can be exchanged for food for the whole family." ”

The questioner hadn't figured it out yet, but more voices drowned out his next question.

Fei Mingyang pointed to a loud shouter in the distance, "You say." ”

"Really?"

"Has anyone heard that Mr. Zhao's words don't count?"

This kind of answer instantly quieted the audience, indeed, the reason why everyone was afraid of Zhao Hui was because he said that he wanted people's lives like picking up things. In the coastal area, people have long heard of it, and it is almost said that whoever wants to die will have their turn.