Chapter Seventy-One: The Tyrant Factory
There are many problems that arise when new members are recruited into the joint policyholders.
Safety construction is one thing, but the most difficult thing is to persuade them to accept the five chapters of the covenant of the joint insurance households, and the distribution of labor and materials should also be on par with the current situation.
After the newcomers join, the five people in the existing conference room should not be added, how many people will be added, and who will be added.
None of this can be explained in a sentence or two. The three stewards have heads and faces in the village, and it is most appropriate to hand them over. That's why Su San had to leave them in the conference room.
In any case, Su San believes that the people in charge will not let the old joint policyholders suffer, and they will try their best to balance the contradictions.
"Then let the elders bother."
Su San said gratefully.
"Okay, let's study it now, and you two can do whatever you want."
The three stewards were not polite, and directly issued an order to expel the guests.
Young people have so much work to do, and every minute counts now.
Walking out of the chess and card room, Liu Chun handed Su San a cigarette. Liu Chun has always been a big addict to smoking, and it is very rare to be able to smoke a pack of cigarettes for a week. It can be seen how strong his concentration is.
Dengfeng Su San lit a cigarette, Liu Chun saw that there was no one around, and asked with a smile:
"Su Qi and Chang Shilei seem to have been sneaking out to carry out exploration tasks, do you have any other tasks for them?"
Seeing Liu Chun's curiosity and slightly dissatisfied, Su San replied:
"Not yet, but there will be later."
"Later? What is the timeframe for this to follow? ”
Liu Chun asked vigilantly.
"Well, when we're settled, the corn is harvested, and the wheat is planted."
"Oh."
Liu Chun suddenly realized.
"Why do you ask this?"
Su San asked.
Liu Chun hurriedly waved his hand and returned with a big grin:
"Ask casually, hehe, ask casually."
With that, he strode away.
Although he is not highly educated, he has never thought of such a thing before. But now it's the end of the world, and it's completely different from before.
I've seen a lot of TV, movies, and novels. He made up his mind that Su San was doing this, and he should also do something.
If Su Qi and Chang Shilei are specialized in the outside world, then he should also establish a similar team in the police force.
This team wants to annihilate the crime at the early stage, instead of trying to kill Aunt Liu's sow like Liu Fei, waiting for something to happen and then punishing it, which is too costly.
He decided to build his own secret police force. Prevention is better than punishment of crime.
Any organization doesn't start out and will always be aware of something after it happens.
It's just that the secret police is a double-edged sword, and if you use it well, it will benefit the country and the people.
If you don't use it well, you will become a Gestapo or a military commander, which is very different from Chang Shilei and their Tsing Yi Society!
When power is not supervised, it depends on the quality of the chief officer. And this quality is often unreliable. People will always change under wealth, women, and power. This change is unnatural and occurs silently with the rise of one's own status. A lot of the time he doesn't notice it.
Why not eat minced meat and the story makes us modern people laugh.
If it were replaced by Emperor Jin himself, he wouldn't think it would be funny.
Before the zombies came, Liu Chun was just an ordinary young man in the village, who went to work every day and earned his 6,000 yuan. Two months after the apocalypse, he became the head of the police, a member of the conference room.
Vanity, a sense of accomplishment, and power will make him change unconsciously.
Watching Liu Chun go away, Su San felt a faint uneasiness in his heart. But if you set up a Tsing Yi Society, how can you stop others from doing secret police?!
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100 meters outside the fence of the plastic factory, Su Qi and Chang Shilei nested on the big poplar on the side of the road. Both men held binoculars and looked inside the plastic factory.
The plastic factory mainly produces plastic film, greenhouse plastic, plastic sheeting and product outer packaging. It is the first big profit in the township. The products are exported to North China provinces.
He has been in existence for 15 years, and his land has changed from three acres to 20 acres.
The factory implements a shift system. In the evening, except for a few shareholders and the janitor who took turns to be on duty, there were no other personnel.
As a result, they have no food to keep those left behind.
Two months have passed, and there is no one here.
According to Su San's idea, it is necessary to solve the supply of vegetables in winter for the joint insurance households. The plastic film is necessary to grab some back so that a few greenhouses can be built.
In addition, it is the red bricks that build the fence, the steel structure and color steel tiles that build the workshop. As for its other products and mechanical equipment, it is not needed for the time being.
"Not a single one."
Su Qi whispered.
"Well, even if there are people, they will starve to death."
Chang Shilei replied.
"The factory is in good order, and it is clear that it has not been attacked by zombies. The boss and the gatekeeper should have run away at the first time. ”
"It's me and I'm running, what are you doing here? The zombies happened at night, and there was not a single worker in the factory. If it is daytime, hundreds of workers go to work, and the boss must organize the employees to occupy the factory. It's our turn to grab it. ”
Su Qi put away the binoculars and beckoned to Chang Shilei on the branch:
"Let's go, go in and have a look."
The two men stood on a high place, observed the situation on the ground, and after making sure that there was no threat, they slipped down from the tree.
Although the zombies have no intelligence, their instincts drive them to gather in the direction of the living. There has been no breath of living people here for two months, and the zombies have long since run out.
The two swaggered over the telescopic door, and the first thing they saw was the guard room.
It was empty, and there was no cutlery or food left behind by the janitor. It shows that they are very organized when they leave, and they are not in a hurry at all.
After passing the guard's room and bypassing the large shadow back wall, you will see the office area.
The doors and windows are locked tightly, and the inside is also well organized.
Su Qi came to the outside of the general manager's office, looked at the tea set, Taishi chair and solid wood desk inside, and couldn't help but salivate and said:
"When the car came, it pulled it all back. If you look at the meeting room where the steward is meeting, the stools are rotten. There is also this set of reception sofas, pull them back together. ”
Su Qi said as he pointed inside.
"Haha, Seventh, you're too petty. Look here. ”
Chang Shilei stood outside the window of the conference room, inside a set of ovals, which can only be seen on the news and television, and a large conference table that can accommodate more than 30 people to meet at the same time lies quietly in the room.
"Grass! Tuhao factories are different. Chang Shilei, do you know how much money this factory earns every year? ”
How could Chang Shilei know this question.
Su Qi looked at him blankly and stretched out three fingers at him.
"Thirty million, pure profit, your grandfather's."
Chang Shilei said with a smile:
"What about 300 million, now it's ours, hahaha!"