Rumors stop at the wise!

If you want to completely dispel rumors, you must kill the source.

Those dozen or so rumor-mongers were targeted by Yang Jian's people last night. At the critical moment, they were all found out. There are Li Ba who indiscriminately added crimes, and Du Xiangchun testified, and the rumors were broken. A big storm immediately stopped.

The next step is to reassure the refugees in case something happens again.

The recruitment plan of the Harvest Comptoir is tantamount to giving the refugees hope of survival, and it is also the best reassurance action.

Nearly 100,000 refugees lined up in an orderly manner at the moment and came to the recruitment site for interviews one after another, and none of them caused trouble. Lucky ones, were hired directly as farm workers. Those who do not meet the conditions also sign a contract with the Harvest Trading House and become tenants.

Whether it is a farm worker or a tenant, after the registration is made, a card similar to an identity card will be issued. With this card, farm workers can freely enter and exit Westport City. Tenants, on the other hand, also have the opportunity to enter the city twice a month.

The selected farm workers, mostly old and weak, women and children, were soon transported by trucks into the city. As for the tenants, those who signed the contract were to assemble at the designated place in units of 1,000 people. This will be their point of service for three meals in the future. Officials will soon send people to build scaffolds and build improvised canteens.

The signing of the contract is the first step, and when it is all over, the Harvest Merchant will carry out the second step, which is to distribute the grain. Before that, there is still a lot to be done by the comptoirs and official staff. For example, demarcating the cultivation area for each person, distributing farming tools, and so on.

Everything is in order.

The refugees saw it and calmed down. With so much manpower and material resources consumed, the Harvest Trading House should be real and there will be no false behavior.

By noon, more than a thousand farm workers had been recruited. There were also 30,000 or 40,000 tenants who signed contracts. According to the established plan, the job fair will all end today.

Nearly 100,000 refugees have taken a lot of effort to solve them one by one. All the personnel were running at full capacity, and there was not even time for lunch.

The number of employees of Harvest Commercial Bank is not large, and for this recruitment activity, almost all of them were dispatched except for a group of boy scouts. Among them, including Zhou Yan and her women's army.

The scorching sun at noon hung high, spitting fiery light and scorching the earth. A group of women's soldiers were busy and sweaty, and at the same time had to bear the unpleasant smell of refugees. One by one, they are miserable.

Not far away, Li Ba asked people to hold up a sun umbrella, crossed Erlang's legs, and nibbled melons to quench their thirst. He saw that Zhou Yan was sweating profusely, and hurriedly beckoned his woman to come over to rest.

Zhou Yan looked at the long queue of people, wiped her sweat, shook her head with a smile, and continued to work.

"Boss, I'll send them some melons!"

Feng Xiaoyang is on the side. So far, the entire business bank has been busy, and only him, Shishi, Ji'er, and Liang Jie are by the boss's side, and they are in a panic.

"Well, take more fruit over and quench everyone's thirst!"

Li Ba had already prepared and brought a large basket of mutated fruits, all of which were produced in his own botanical garden, and they were specially chilled, which was the best way to quench his thirst.

After Feng Xiaoyang heard this, he directly held the basket and ran over.

"Xiaoying, you eat some fruit to rest, I'll do it for you!"

Feng Xiaoyang ran over and came to his girlfriend's side for the first time, wiped his sweat with a tissue, and handed over fruits, taking good care of him.

The fruit was delivered, and the women's army began to take turns to rest. Zhou Yan and Ran Ying sat in a shady place against the wall, eating fruit while talking and laughing.

Zhou Yan is the proprietress and of course the first to rest. As for Ran Ying, Feng Xiaoyang replaced her at work.

"Xiaoying, you are so blessed, I have known Xiaofeng for so long, and I have never seen him so attentive to a girl!"

Zhou Yan joked with a smile. In the distance, Feng Xiaoyang was sweating profusely, and it was obvious that he had never done such delicate work as recruiting and signing contracts, and it was very difficult.

Ran Ying saw it in her eyes, and the smile on her face gradually disappeared, replaced by an indescribably complex meaning. Her heart has always been cold, without the slightest emotion. All sweet smiles are disguised masks to confuse one's enemies.

However, when she really felt the care and love from the heart of others, she had a feeling of confusion at a loss.

"What am I doing......

According to the original agreement, the Harvest Trading Company was required to recruit 3,000 refugees. After this rumor storm, the number of recruitment places increased by 2,000. The thousands of acres of wasteland contracted from the government, of course, do not need so many people. Therefore, the extra 2,000 places, according to Li Ba's intentions, try to recruit some refugees with special skills.

"Boss, this kid said he was a garden designer, I guess it's useful, bring it over to show you!"

Yuan Dong from the Security Department walked over with a young man. This person doesn't look very old, he wears glasses, he doesn't have a dirty body like other refugees, which makes people look quite refreshing.

"What's your name?"

Li Ba asked as he nibbled on the melon, the juice flying.

"Zhao Min!"

The bespectacled young man replied.

"Zhao Min! I'll go, Lao Tzu is still Zhang Wuji! ”

Li Ba sat up straight, with a hippie smile on his face, not in a proper manner.

"This ...... Boss Li, my surname is Zhao, the word is a Min, Japanese Min, the meaning of the autumn sky. Zhao Min pushed his glasses and explained to the illiterate.

"Oh, you said you are a garden designer, how many qualifications do you have?"

"Specifically, I am a landscape architect, with a third-level qualification!"

"Not bad."

Li Ba nodded after hearing this. Speaking of which, the garden designer has the same profession as him, so he is no stranger to this industry. The third-level assistant landscape architect is already very qualified, and he can't reach it without some ability.

"Come with me!"

Li Ba took Zhao Min directly and went to the south of the city.

Everything is going on in order here at the job fair. I believe that soon, all the work will be completed. He is now going back to the south of the city, taking this garden designer with him, and planning the wasteland he has contracted.

sent someone to call Feng Xiaoyang, as well as Shishi, Ji'er, Liang Jie, and the designer named Zhao Min. Six people in a car, soon into the city, to the southern suburbs.

There, there are already nearly 2,000 refugees, mostly old and infirm, women and children, who have been recruited to work as farm workers.

On the wasteland, more than a dozen cauldrons were erected, and a fire rose below, blazing. The pot is boiling with thick bone broth, steaming and drifting away in the wind, and the enticing aroma spreads all around.

There are more than 20 chefs, wearing white coats, holding the dough in one hand and a sharpening knife in the other.

The old horse wore a tall chef's hat and his hands behind his back, and made his rounds back and forth. As the director of the canteen of the Harvest Trading Bank, on today's good day of recruitment, he decided to make a good meal of knife-cut noodles and give these refugees a taste.

All around were refugees, sitting around the ground. Smelling the aroma of the thick bone broth, all of them were salivating, and they were looking forward to the meal soon.

"Boss!"

Seeing Li Ba coming, Lao Ma immediately greeted him with a smile.

"Do you have enough people?"

Li Ba sent a cigarette to Lao Ma and asked.

"Boss, don't worry, my apprentices are very fast, they can produce eighty bowls of noodles in one minute, and everyone can eat them in half an hour at most!"

The old horse is full of confidence. His precious son was not interested in his craft, and in order to promote it, he began to take apprentices in the canteen. These more than 20 chefs are all apprentices taught by him, and they are very good at making knives and noodles, and their hands and feet are very fast.

"Hmm."

Li Ba nodded, and at the same time told that the newly recruited farm workers were all refugees from outside the city, and there was no oil and water in their stomachs, so let the old horse pay attention, the oil and meat should not be too heavy, and they should not be too full, so as not to damage their stomachs.

The old horse nodded when he heard this. In this regard, he has already arranged, using bone broth underneath, mixed with some green vegetables and chives, which is delicious, nutritious, and easy to digest and absorb.

Li Ba inspected the circle and was still very satisfied with the arrangement of the old horse. praised it, and then he got into the car again, took the designer named Zhao Min, and made a few rounds around.

"If Lao Tzu asks you to design a modern farm that is both beautiful and practical, are you sure?"

In the car, Li Ba held a cigarette and looked at Zhao Min and asked.

"Give me three days, and I'll be able to produce renderings!"

Zhao Min pushed his glasses, full of confidence.

ps: Say hello in the morning, collect recommendations, ask for a day