The Ring: Sell Dung Beetles in Junction

Chapter 395
Wuming determined his direction and immediately began to make drastic changes.

He first held a grand banquet in the snow mountain to reward all the soldiers.

"You are great pioneers and deserve to receive glory and wealth. I cannot give you glory, so please accept my admiration and praise."

Wuming raised his wine glass high, celebrating the soldiers amidst the thick aroma of spices and meat.

In the cold snowy mountains, the banquet was held in the open air, but the surrounding bonfire could not tolerate the slightest bit of cold, baking everything warm and enthusiastic.

The soldiers who were enjoying themselves were left behind, and they left the huge open-air banquet anonymously.

"The Yatan project continues, and the snow mountain supply supplies are on." Wuming said, "They are pioneering warriors and deserve the best treatment."

Wuming asked Patch who was recording behind him:

"How is the reconstruction of the royal city going?"

"We are still in the foundation laying stage," Patch said. "The groundwater problem below the royal city is serious and can easily collapse. Just to lay the foundation, we have to cut out several mountains."

Wuming nodded: "The Royal City is a big project that will probably last for several generations. We can't be in a hurry. The various surrounding industries, including entertainment facilities, are indispensable. Don't let the workers get bored."

Patch said: "Various major projects in Yatan continue, and a large amount of materials need to be transported to the snowy mountains. So the question is, where will the materials come from?"

Wuming stroked his heart, as if in deep pain:
"We can only suffer a little longer for the people on the Lieniya and Nimgofu side."

Patch looked sideways: "As expected of a heartless person, how dark."

"This is a necessary sacrifice." Wuming said.

Ever since his epiphany in the snowy mountains, Wuming decided not to dwell on these issues anymore.

"Do you know why Lake District and Ningmu Gefu were chosen by Brynis as the place to start anew?" Patch said, "Your actions in the Asian Altar are always supported by the revenue from Lake District and Nimgofu. Now that Yatan's revenue has finally improved, people will be dissatisfied if they continue to use border areas to subsidize Yatan. Your basic base will be even weaker."

Wuming glanced at Patch, his eyes a little cold.Patch felt that the bristles all over his body were standing on end, and he subconsciously became vigilant:
"what are you going to do?"

Wuming smiled and lowered his voice:

"Patch Coin, how is the implementation going?"

Patch was stunned, and then realized something:
"You want to do something about the tokens?"

"The gifts of the golden tree are spread all over the world, and the mining of golden runes is a common industry." Wuming said, "Nowadays, most people do not use golden runes for transactions. They also don't know what the border areas can produce every day. How many gold runes are there?"

Wuming whispered:
"Then secretly issue more and lie that more gold runes have been mined and exchanged for more virtual tokens. That's it."

"But the amount of gold runes is fixed. How do you bypass the inspections of Kallia and the Golden Dynasty?"

"We have Michaela, let him be charming!" Wuming said, "Or use Brynis' method, lending money, spending in advance..."

Patch looked at Wuming as if he were a monster:

"If you are discovered, you will be even worse than the wandering caravan. You are challenging the status of the gold standard. That is Malika, no, it is the system created by that guy."

Wuming smiled and shook the sword in his hand:
"Like I told you at the beginning - I am different from the wandering merchants, I can fight."

"This is not a question of whether you can fight it yourself. You don't consider other people -"

Patch stopped talking halfway through, feeling a little wilted.The meaning of Wuming has been expressed clearly before.

"You don't have to worry about safety issues. What's important is whether it's feasible." Wuming asked.

Patch sighed:

"Honestly, this is a very complicated problem. But if you just remove the golden runes from the system, it is feasible. What you have to do is to establish a new cycle and order to replace the panacea-like power of the golden runes. But you What you are going to do will only make the money worthless."

"I know, you told me before." Wuming said, "But slight adjustments are still okay, right? In addition, we can let them spend money faster. As long as the cycle becomes faster and faster, these problems can be solved. Ignore."

"It's getting faster and faster, so how do you stop?"

"Why stop?" Wuming said, "The more you make, the more you earn, the spiral of happiness!"

"You're playing with fire," Patch said.

"My eyes are so good. You can tell at a glance that this is what I do." Wuming said, "By the way, the big runes from Larcade have been distributed, right?"

Patch said: "There are still some left for the newborn. You said you should encourage the birth."

Wuming touched his chin:

"I asked Serui about the data and found that Brynis did not lie to us. In the Lake District and Ningmugefu, although people live a harder life, more people give birth to children. Perhaps... birth does not require a favorable environment. , or even just the opposite, the more perfect the life, the more difficult it will be to give birth to children."

"Nonsense, the more you squeeze a person, of course that person hopes that more people will share the pressure." Patch said, "Life will eventually continue to divide and spread, swallowing up all nutrients. But this is not the only way, you should be able to Take a better, less rocky road."

"A less bumpy road..." Wuming pondered, thinking about Patch's words.

Patch saw that Wuming had listened, and shut up at the right time, waiting for Wuming to understand.

"Yes, why not build a cable car in the snow mountain and build a scenic avenue." Wuming clapped his hands, "This can also provide more jobs and dig out more runes."

Patch's eyes twitched a few times: "You just heard about a rough road, right?"

"We need to promote consumption." Wuming said, "Since more runes will not bring more heirs, then let them digest more runes. We want to build the snow mountain into a holiday destination! The end of the tour! "

Patch was speechless and swallowed. Although there were thousands of words in his heart, they were choked on his lips at the same time and he couldn't say them out.

Wuming had already jumped up and was ready to make arrangements.Although all matters are left to Patch, he still has the supreme leadership of the caravan as long as he speaks.

Before Wuming left, he looked at the dumbfounded Pachi: "Don't think so much. Unless a perfect internal loop can be achieved, it will evolve into this sooner or later. We are a group of old people. No matter how slow we delay the process, we will You will still see the whole process, over and over again, just like the world that was on the verge of destruction. The only way to break the cycle is like your train that goes downhill and then uphill."

"The uphill train cannot exceed the height of the downhill." Patch muttered softly.

The corners of Patch's mouth were bitter.He suddenly understood Wuming, not his choice, but the inevitability of this choice.

A person's past experiences determine his future choices, and everything seems to have been determined by fate.

"But did fate resurrect him just to make him experience misery again and again?" Patch murmured, "What kind of fate does he bear when he appears at the junction..."

Patch shook his head: "When you are unlucky, it is easy to believe in such crap as fate. Fate must still be in your own hands."

Patch found a place with good signal and dialed Tanis' communication:

"Tanisi, pack a set of luggage, we may have to travel far away. Yes, yes, pack a set of luggage for Laya too. Where to travel?... Anyway, if you are lucky, you can see Teriyaki in the upper reaches of Yatan. The golden tree.”

Wuming hurried away like a machine chariot in an underground cemetery, dragging everything behind him and knocking over everything in front of him, even if there was no specific target in front of him.

But this doesn't affect Wuming, who considers himself a businessman.The businessman's goal is just to grab more runes and has no other purpose.

A large number of laborers were dragged to the snowy mountains by Wuming.Huge iron chains and ropes were transported one by one to the snowy mountains to create a pilgrimage route.

A large number of pyroxene metals and craftsmen also went to the snow-capped mountains to select a site near the stargazing ruins to build a new giant stargazing platform.

Wuming generously gave higher wages and more generous treatment to the people of Xueshan and Yatan, attracting more people to accelerate the development of Xueshan.

The effect of this was quite remarkable, and the project progressed rapidly. Finally, in the fourth month of Wuming's expansion, the number of resignations reached a new high.

Wuming looked at the data presented by Serui:

"There's no reason. Aren't we the largest caravan? Why is the turnover rate so high?"

Se Rui said: "Maybe the difference is too big. In the past, it only took four hours to work, but now it has doubled. And if you work for the same eight hours, there is not much advantage compared to other caravans."

"As expected, there are still caravans working twenty hours a day..." Wuming looked at the investigation report, "Should we also increase working hours? To enhance product competitiveness."

"Actually, eight hours is already more than the optimal solution." Sai Rui said, "The production efficiency of eight hours is far higher than that of [-] hours. The actual output will not be much different. The longer the time, the more it squeezes the output." Employee consumption.”

"But not many people go to spend money." Wuming looked at another report, "Snowy mountains are such a beautiful place, but not many people go there."

"The journey is long and many people don't have time," Serui said.

"Will you go when you have time?" Wuming asked.

"Perhaps," Serui said.

"Then... adjust the vacation time and give them a lot of time." Wuming said, "We want to stimulate consumption!"

Se Rui said: "You can find a place to experiment and see the effect first." "Okay, you make the arrangements." Wuming waved his hand, "Nimgefu or the lake area are far away and there are many people, so the experimental effect should be the best .”

There was a knock on the door outside the house, and Gale walked in and glanced at Serui beside Wuming.

"Oh, Gale, long time no see." Wuming greeted Gale, "How are the camps you are responsible for?"

"It's been a long time indeed." Gallie said, "This illusory secretary like you... is quite useful."

"Yeah, I feel like Se Rui can solve everything." Wuming said, "Patch hasn't shown much attention recently, but his efficiency has not been affected at all."

"Maybe it's too useful." Gale said meaningfully.

Wuming blinked his eyes:

"What are you here for?"

Gale felt in his arms, took out an envelope, and handed it to Wuming: "Come and resign."

"You, resign?" Wuming was surprised.

He turned back and asked Serui: "How many people at Calie's level have resigned?"

"Twelve," Serui said, "not too many."

Wuming looked at the most senior employee: "Why do you want to resign? The previous psychological trauma has not been cured? I will ask Michaela to give you special treatment..."

"It has nothing to do with that," Gale said. "When the ancestors came out, some businessmen followed them, but I didn't leave."

"Then why are you leaving now?" Wuming asked, "Not satisfied with the salary? I remember your salary is quite high. Do you want to raise it again? How much do you want?"

"It's quite a lot, I've earned enough," Gallie said. "I used to be a wandering businessman, and I couldn't finish my meal. Now I've earned enough, I won't be able to use it all in my lifetime."

"So you're quitting?" Wuming was stunned, "Is it true that the richer you get, the lazier you become...Should I lower my salary even more..."

"That's not right." Wuming suddenly thought back, "A lifetime? Will you die?"

"Probably not." Gale said, "For all these years, I haven't felt like I was going to die."

"Then no matter how much you earn, it shouldn't be enough." Wuming said, "In the face of infinite life, no matter how much you earn, it shouldn't be enough."

"Maybe so, but now I'm a little tired." Gallie said, "Maybe I can cross the sea of ​​fog and go outside the border. And outside the border, I might die normally."

"If you leave, what will happen to the camps you are responsible for?" Wuming said, "Can't you help me anymore?"

Gale hesitated a little and stared at Wuming. He sat down at Wuming's table, approached him and said:
"I'm very grateful to you. Many people in the caravan are very grateful to you. Without you, I wouldn't be able to have this kind of life of worry-free food and clothing. Maybe I would have been killed by the Suzu Hunter now. There is no doubt that our life Better.”

"Yeah, isn't it good enough?" Wuming said, "You need a higher salary level? I can give it."

Gale shook his head: "Boss, you also know that people in the border area don't actually need so many material things, and they can survive no matter what. I don't know about others, but I am satisfied to a certain extent anyway."

"Sure enough, we still need more ideas to stimulate consumption..." Wuming reflected.

"What I want to say is..." Gallie said, "We are following you not because of more runes. It's more because you are worth following."

"Am I not worth following now?" Wuming said, "My treatment is pretty good."

"The idea of ​​​​making the caravan bigger is correct." Gale smiled bitterly, "But when everyone follows you, it is not so large. In fact, when Patch was in charge of management, his relationship with most of the employees was not that big. It's just that you have taken over this job now. For us old employees, this is not a question of treatment. You didn't do anything wrong, it's just that we... can't see you anymore."

"I can't see you..." Wuming said.

"Looking at each other and gazing at each other - this is probably the most frequent contact among human beings." Gallie said, "We are united because of your personal charm, just like sunshine. But personal charm has its limitations. You can only feel it if you get closer. It has been a long time since everyone has seen you. If you can't feel the warmth, trust and enthusiasm, it will dissipate. If the sun is blocked, it will be cold."

Wuming was stunned: "But if I don't do this, I won't be able to make it big."

"So I say you did nothing wrong." Gallie said, "It's just that we can't keep up with your ambition. And if the only friendship between us is Rune, then now that Rune has made enough, it will naturally be On vacation."

Gale patted the resignation letter on the table:
"Let's go, boss. I wish you a prosperous business."

Gale left, and Wuming looked at the resignation letter on the table for a long time.

"Is there something wrong with what I did?" Wuming was a little doubtful, "I thought that worrying about gain and loss would lead to betrayal and separation, but how could this also fulfill the prophecy?"

"Destiny...my calculation power is not enough." Serrui said, "Add some pyroxene, maybe I can answer you."

Wuming knocked on the table: "One person is really not as stable as two people..."

He asked Serui: "Where is Patch?"

"I don't know." Serui said.

"If you don't know, just look for it. The positioning of the disk, and your bird's-eye view mirror. Use it." Wuming said.

Se Rui said: "I have used it, but I don't know, I can't find him. Maybe he is in the snow mountain."

Wuming covered his helmet and pondered for a moment:

"Forget it, let's finish the work at hand first and send people to the snowy mountains to find Patch."

Wuming prepared to concentrate and finish processing the documents in his hand.

But a few days later, Serui did not bring news about Patch, but brought worse news.

Serui said: "Bad news."

"What kind of bad news?" Wuming made a bitter face.

"Callie is obviously not the first person to resign," Serui said. "For more grassroots employees, there is a dedicated person responsible for arranging whether to leave or stay."

"And then?" Wuming asked.

Serui said: "One thing is obvious, you are not a very good business boss."

"What do you mean?"

"After the loss of talent, your revenue continues to decline." Serrui said, "Considering the resignation of experienced old businessmen like Gale, the decline in revenue will continue. And the caravans in other places have experienced a period of decline. As time goes by, the remaining ones are all very powerful. They have taken the leading position in some newly developed fields, but the customers and resources are fixed, and one goes down and the other goes up..."

"Am I going bankrupt?" Wuming was dumbfounded.

"That's not the case, the foundation is still there." Serrui said, "It's just that from the data point of view, it is a bit unstable and going downhill. It is being squeezed by other caravans. If it continues, it will be surpassed. possible."

Wuming held up his chin, his eyes shining: "How about...assassination? Like killing Brynis."

"Are you going in person?" Serui asked.

"I still have to deal with these things." Wuming said, "The caravan doesn't have many experts. Melina..."

"He's not back yet," Serui said.

"Where's the big horn?"

"He will not assassinate, and there is a high probability that he will not agree." Serrui said.

"Yura?"

"I left a long time ago and went to the snowy mountains."

"Where's Millicent?"

"Left with Letina. The snow-capped mountain path is open and they have left." Serui said, "She asked you to say goodbye, but you went out for a meeting that day."

Wuming's eyes were a little straight: "The Kaidan mercenaries haven't left yet."

"They are mercenaries, and half of them have been hired away by other caravans at large prices."

Wuming was silent. Although there were still some soldiers under his command, he no longer wanted to ask.

He leaned back in his chair, stared at the roof for a while, and sighed softly:
"I'm going for a walk, I want some peace and quiet."

"Where to go?" Se Rui began to arrange the itinerary with ease.

"Go and burn incense." Wuming slumped his shoulders, "I'll leave the caravan to you. I also want to take a vacation."

(End of this chapter)