Chapter 190: Another Struggle (Page 1/1)

"Was one an accident, and two an accident?

The nobleman who lived in the center of the city and never set foot here was not a fool, he just felt that it was too dirty to set foot here. Is there really such an obvious strangeness, can he not expect him to find out?

It is better to trust yourself than to put your hopes in others. As a supervisor yourself, as long as you ensure a continuous supply of biogas, you are qualified, and if you want to do something, isn't it very easy!"

Thinking of the Zhao family's father and son's almost emperor-like style, treating other workers in the community as slaves, and seeing the wives and daughters of beautiful families directly occupying them, but never punishing them at all, the old man Ma Yun was a little moved in his heart.

Of course, he didn't want to do the same thing as the Zhao family's father and son, but the kind of freedom to do whatever he wanted, which made him feel that if he really made himself a supervisor, he could really do a lot of things and solve many practical difficulties for his workers.

It seemed out of reach, but now it seems to be right at hand.

The old man Ma Yun no longer hesitated, nodded and said, "Okay, I'll go and operate this matter secretly." ”

Liao Zhiyuan didn't linger any longer, nodded slightly to him and said, "Okay, Mr. Ma, take a good rest, wait for my good news...... Your old friend will wake up soon, don't worry, you'll have to think about how to explain your injuries to him...... Or, let's make him disappear for a while?"

Ma Yun hurriedly shook his head and said, "No, no, I can solve it myself." ”

Looking at his expression, Liao Zhiyuan knew that he wanted to go wrong, "disappearing for a while" is really disappearing for a while, and when everything is settled, he will return all his beards and tails and jumping around.

However, he didn't explain much, and since he was able to solve it himself, he didn't bother to go straight from his backyard into the underground base.

Ma Yun probably never imagined that this sudden lair of bold forces was actually under the ground of this shantytown, and his family had an exit channel.

Just now, Mo Yuan always stood quietly next to Liao Zhiyuan, watching him negotiate with the old man Ma Yun, quietly playing a "mysterious man" with superb medical skills.

Entering the underground base, he finally couldn't help but ask, "What the hell is going on with this Zhao family's father and son?"

When Liao Zhiyuan heard this, he sighed first: "Traitors are more hateful than invaders, and the damage they can cause is greater than that of foreign strongmen." ”

It's not magical, it's quite normal.

At the beginning, the high-level elites of Yanyuguan gathered a group of technicians with practical experience to explore the skills of large-scale biogas production, solve various problems, and after solving the problems, they put them on the ground.

Among these technicians, there are upright people like Ma Yun, and naturally there are also those who are not upright at all.

A man named Zhao Jian is one of the best, he has always been anxious about what the nobles are anxious about, thinks about what the nobles think, supervises and directs the workers to work, and longs for the thorny whip to stand next to him, and it is also under his proactive, day and night urging, all the projects are completed earlier than the already strict plans formulated by the nobles.

Later, although the administrative headquarters arranged for the direct person in charge to manage these things, how could those nobles set foot in such a place where they could deal with feces and urine at any time, and even when they saw these biogas workers, they felt that they had the smell of feces and urine that could not be washed off.

It is natural for them to think of picking suitable and reliable candidates, and for internal self-government.

Zhao Jian almost naturally fell into their eyes.

And over the years, in the eyes of the nobles, he has done an excellent job, the biogas has been continuously supplied for more than ten years, and there has not been a single mistake, which is not called reliable What is reliable.

What does it matter how he oppresses and exploits among those workers?

And his son is "better than blue", he has surpassed his father at a young age, and he really regards his Zhao family as the emperor of the soil on the head of these 100,000 people to "manage and plan".

The "hereditary" set, from the initial idea to the gradual implementation, was basically completed under his step-by-step planning.

To put it bluntly, if the position of the Zhao family's soil emperor is to be hereditary, then the work of other biogas workers, who are almost slaves, must also be hereditary, which is a very simple logic.

And in the end, it was really made by him. Until now, the surrounding areas adjacent to the shantytowns of biogas workers have almost defaulted to a "silent blockade" of these biogas workers.

And these biogas workers are almost dead, they used to find other ways out for their children, but now they don't want to think about it at all, they are still a job, they have a stable food, and they are not forced to die.

Since you can't get rid of it and can't get rid of it, then accept your fate.

There is not much living space for ordinary people in this world.

"In a way, this Zhao family father and son are really talents!" Mo Yuan sighed, with great emotion.

To be able to seize such an opportunity in such a great change of the times, whether it is the heart, wisdom, and ability to do things, it is commendable.

It's a pity that it got in our way.

I'm afraid that the hereditary dream is about to be shattered.

Liao Zhiyuan said: "Ma Yun's hatred for the Zhao family's father and son, in addition to the hostile conflict of ideas, also has personal grudges. According to what I secretly learned, Ma Yun quietly arranged for his children to make a living outside and wanted to jump out of this circle, but Zhao Le, the son of Zhao Jian, noticed it and secretly arranged for someone to die. If it weren't for Ma Yun's own popularity among the workers, and the fact that some technical things would be very troublesome without him, they would have died along with Ma Yun. ”

Mo Yuan understood and said, "Since we have decided to do it, this matter should be done sooner rather than later, and besides, I am good at doing it...... I'll go for a walk. ”

Liao Zhiyuan said happily: "The president personally went out, that's really good." ”

"Where do the Zhao family's father and son live?" Mo Yuan asked.

Liao Zhiyuan said: "It's in the most luxurious mansion in the center of this shantytown. ”

"Good. ”

Mo Yuan said, having disappeared into the passage.

It didn't take long for him to stand incognito in the dark, looking at the mansion in the distance, which also stood silently in the dark, silently showing the quiet and wealthy, and against the background of the low and dilapidated houses around, it became more and more rich and compelling.

He stealthily entered the mansion, and could see many samurai-level guards holding swords and sticks, with some strong and burly men secretly guarding everywhere, without a little negligence and neglect, he was really on duty seriously, giving people a sense of impenetrable and difficult for mosquitoes and flies to enter.

When I first saw it, Mo Yuan felt that this was a bit of a fuss, but after thinking about it again, he understood.

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