Nomenclature of Night

   Chapter 563 Changes in the Ninth District

   Life in District 9 is like a backwater. It was like this decades ago, and it is still the same decades later. Nothing has changed.

  Sometimes people will go buy some lottery tickets together after hearing the news of someone winning the lottery and get rich overnight, and then continue to live the same life.

   It seems that life itself is so immutable.

   Therefore, the change of the pigeon cage building is particularly novel.

  In the morning, the plumbing maintenance vehicle came, and also brought two whole trucks of pipes and tools for sewers.

   The residents near the pigeon cage looked at the pigeon cage curiously.

   They approached Zhang Qinghuan and asked, "Why are you pulling these things?"

   Zhang Qing explained with a smile: "The sewer of this pigeon cage has been blocked for a long time. Once it is opened, everyone can use the toilet at home, and they don't have to live like animals."

   The residents of other buildings were surprised: "Aren't you a club?"

   Zhang Qinghuan said: "After receiving the protection fee, you must do something, otherwise the protection fee will not be collected in vain?"

  The residents were stunned, they had never seen such a society before!

   Everyone gathered together in private, and also went to the associations in their respective buildings responsible for collecting protection fees, saying that they also had to pass the sewers! Install surveillance! Repair the elevator!

   As a result, they were all beaten up...

   Everyone began to discuss privately, whether to invite the art club to come over and kill the snake letter club in their building, just like killing the black water club...

   In the end, someone really went to Xiaoqi to discuss and said, "If you come, we will report the location of the Snake Letter Club to you, and we will guarantee a good fight!"

   Xiaoqi couldn't help laughing and crying: "I can't control this matter, and I can't chew too much, forget it..."

   Actually, Xiaoqi also knows Luo Wanya's ambitions, but it is not suitable to expose it now.

  At noon, the power department also came to repair the Yunliu Tower on the roof of the pigeon cage for wireless power transmission. The Yunliu Tower is like a base station, which is based on the beacons of the power facilities on the floor.

   Under the **** of Xiaoqi and others, they quickly entered the pigeon cage building and completed the construction work in a tense and orderly manner.

   At night, the ninth district is bleak, and it is very different from the gorgeous neon scenery of the upper six districts.

   Only the pigeon cage building stood shining brightly.

   It's not as bright as the buildings in the ninth district.

   Residents of other buildings stood at home, silently watching the bright lights upstairs on the opposite side.

   And the most important thing is that the circuit in this building was repaired for free by the art society, and no additional money was charged from the owner!

   To be honest, when everyone sees someone constructing, they worry about whether it will be another random charging project by the society.

   However, the fact is that someone carefully asked Xiaoqi if he needed to pay the fee, but Xiaoqi said: The money is all from the protection fee.

   This news is so shocking and surprising.

   This is not for a club, it is clearly for charity!

   The response of the residents made Luo Wanya dumbfounded. He just received money from these people, and then spent a small amount on them.

  The current expenses of the art community are quite large, because there are many things to be done, and money is needed everywhere.

  But if all the construction is completed, the cost will be very small, and the rest will basically be labor costs.

The   li World Consortium has already squeezed the residents of the slums to such a degree that anyone who treats them a little bit will be moved.

   At this moment, in the building next to the pigeon cage, someone looked at the bright building in the dark: "Wife, how much is the rent for the pigeon cage, why don't we move there too?"

   "The rent of the pigeon cage is not expensive, but it is not as expensive as our building." The woman coaxed her four children and said, "I'll ask Aunt Liu tomorrow to ask the landlord for a phone number, and we'll move in there."

   The husband and wife stood in the darkened room, and for a while they felt infinite emotion in their hearts, if only they could live in a place with bright lights and bright windows.

   This is the pursuit of quality of life in human instinct, even in the slums.

  The woman whispered: "By the way, the milk powder for the fourth child is not enough... Sigh, if our house has electricity at night, it will not be idle to have four children..."

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   Pigeon cage downstairs.

   Luo Wanya sighed in a low voice: "Xiao Qi, do you still remember the topic we talked about before, where is the most difficult part of the parent meeting?"

   Xiaoqi was stunned for a moment: "Funding... We have no source of funds, so we can't do big things."

"Well," Luo Wanya nodded, "I was still hesitating whether I should mention this to my parents. After all, my parents handed me the parent-teacher meeting, but I left the problem to him. It seems that I, Lao Luo, have no skills. But I used to be a man in the world, how can I manage such a big mess, and where can I get so much money?"

   The days of the parent-teacher meeting have always been tight. Although there are donations from family members, I have no income at all. How can I help so many family members?

   Luo Wanya sighed that if he had the ability to make a lot of money, he would be the richest man in a region just like Hu Xiaoniu and his father.

   "Yeah, we all scratched our scalps at the beginning, and we didn't expect how to make money. The most profitable industries are controlled by consortia, and the crooked ways to make money are not in line with our principles," Xiao Qi said.

Luo Wanya snorted: "As a result, before I mentioned this to my parents, they had already figured out a way out. Property, this is our future way out. Xiao Qi, do the math, if we can take the entire No. 22 How much income should the ninth district of the city have?"

   And, most importantly, although City No. 22 is the base camp of the Age of God, its population and city size are completely incomparable to the Federal Gemini.

   And city No. 18 and No. 10 are the bases of their parent-teacher associations.

   If the lower three districts of the twin stars are also listed, then the monthly cash flow of the Parent Association will reach a very terrifying level.

Luo Wanya patted Xiaoqi on the shoulder with great pride: "Do it well, let's make this a 'model pilot of advanced civilization', and then sum up the experience, so that cities 10 and 18 can also be implemented! The future of the unit is bright!"

   At this time, Zhang Qinghuan, who was not far away, was still directing the construction work. This guy was even more excited than Luo Wanya and Xiaoqi.

   When I was watching the surveillance at noon, this guy was still lazy.

   Now, he is more excited than anyone else.

  Men still have to take root in their careers!

   After a while, Zhang Qinghuan's younger brother sent dozens of brochures to be posted on various floors of the pigeon cage.

The content of the    promotion page is very simple. First, you can join the group chat to learn about the changes of the association policy and protection fee.

  Secondly, the contact number is written on it. Once you encounter a problem, you can directly call the art club to solve it. It can solve a series of emergencies such as thieves, robbers, rapists, etc.

On the    promotion page, the penultimate line reads, if something goes wrong, we must be more trustworthy than the PCE Public Security Management Committee. Our purpose is to allow everyone to live and work in peace and contentment-Art Society Office Announcement.

   This thing is quite like that. The residents of Pigeon Tower are confused. What is this art club doing? !

   Just half an hour after it was posted, someone called and said that a thief had entered the house.

   As a result, Xiaoqi took someone to check the surveillance, and the thief was caught within ten minutes...

  The thief questioned bitterly on the spot: "You Lao Shizi club are too lenient, I paid the protection fee! Even the PCE doesn't care, you still care?"

  The thief knew there was surveillance, but he thought no one would mind this business, so he didn't care at all.

   After all, what society would care about catching thieves...

   Isn't this a pain in the ass? !

   Xiaoqi laughed happily: "It's precisely because PCE doesn't care, so we have to care."

  The owner of the property was overjoyed to see the lost property recovered.

  The thieves who can be caught by the society are not so easy. It is not like the prison managed by Yi, where you can eat and drink.

   greeted him by being beaten by Xiaoqi, and then Xiaoqi carried him to return the things, and apologized to the owner by the way.

   Hang it in front of the pigeon cage for another day to show the public.

   After this incident, the owner kept praising Xiaoqi and the art club in the owner group!

   She herself is just trying it out, I didn't expect people to really care!

   For a time, the owners were shocked, and now this pigeon cage is too safe!

   Within a few minutes, even the buildings next door knew about it, and many people gathered around the street chatting about it.

   In this slum, there are still the majority of honest people, otherwise they would not be so poor.

   Someone whispered: "Should we write a petition for the art club and ask them to kill the club in our building?"

"hold on……"

   Downstairs in the pigeon cage, when Luo Wanya saw that things were almost over, he turned and left, and Xiao Qi asked behind him, "Where are you going?"

   "You guys are staring here, I have something to do," Luo Wanya's back beckoned.

  …

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On the    light rail train, Luo Wanya sat next to Qingchen as if nothing had happened. The two of them sat together in a corner with few people as if they didn't know each other.

   "Boss, what about that Zhang Mengqian?" Luo Wanya said, "Do you follow me or do you?"

   "You take him first," Qing Chen said, "he will become my knight messenger in the future."

  Luo Wanya immediately understood what to do.

   Knight messenger, that would be the most trustworthy person around the knight, he has to be polite from now on, and then try his best to help the boss to cultivate it.

   Two people on the rickety light rail train, like underground workers who are connecting.

   (end of this chapter)