Putting Some Money In The Refrigerator Is None Of Your Business, Hou Liangping.

now.

In a nursing home.

In Sha Ruijin and Li Dakang, several people held up old bones as torches!

Charge into battle for the ordinary people.

Chen Shishi, who was praised for being the backbone of the masses regardless of danger, fell deeper and deeper into trouble!

He didn't expect it at all.

Previously, those employees who wished to worship him as a god had already begun to distance themselves from him!

Some Dafeng Factory employees who haven't had a break yet.

After seeing this news from Chen Shishi.

After they clicked to listen, they were clearly dissatisfied with the complaints they blurted out.

Of course, they only dare to say a few words on their mobile phones at home.

I didn’t dare to directly oppose Chen Yanshi in the group.

First, Chen Shishi’s identity lies there after all.

Second, most employees are actually self-aware.

They knew that they were outspoken, even if they disagreed with the arrangement of the factory being moved to Luzhou.

They really can't influence organizational decisions individually!

Moreover, even if they disagree, the prerequisite is that everyone must unite to vote against it.

Not sure, Chen Shishi must be asked to help organize communication and mediation there.

Therefore, after complaining, everyone immediately turned on private mode.

Some are trying to understand everyone's opinions, while others are trying to win over others to oppose them.

Many people even called their co-workers and began to accuse Chen Yanshi of his behavior!

For example, during the Dafeng Factory incident, Wang Wenge, the leader of the Guangdong Movement, was involved.

He dialed the number of another factory guard and greeted Chen Yanshi:

"Zhou Bing, do you think that old bastard Chen Shishi is an old fool?"

"I was burned along with you when I was protecting the factory. Even now, I have to get injections and take medicine every day!"

"Isn't it just to seek justice so that Dafeng Factory can stay in Guangming District?!"

"Oh! Now everyone in Jingzhou knows that Chen Yanshi is a man of integrity and his good reputation has spread!"

"Just spread your hands and ignore us?!"

From the loudspeaker, Zhou Bing's voice sounded doubtful:

"That's not right, Brother Wang, hasn't Chen Yanshi been making the decision for us?"

"Isn't it too irresponsible to say this now?"

"Lüzhou, he actually wants to join forces with the higher authorities to send us to such a remote place?"

"Being the master?" Wang Wenge sneered and said disdainfully: "Being the master of his mother, I can tell, just because Zheng Xipo has been giving him small favors.

"Mr. Chen and Mr. Chen call him this every day."

"Those who come here to us are so strong that they have such a strong sense of presence!"

"At that time, I said I was helping our Dafeng Factory protect the factory. To put it bluntly, it was just to gain a good reputation in the news.

"Look now, has he shown up after so long?"

Zhou Bing felt that what he said made sense, but he still struggled: "Didn't he come back when the governor came last time?"

"Oh, don't call Zheng Xipo Zheng Xipo's 147, he is now the chairman!"

Hearing this, Wang Wenge became even more angry:

"You also know that Chen Yanshi arrived because the governor came?"

"Also, what is Zheng Xipo?"

"My boss has a fucking boss, and I get angry when I mention him!"

"Why is he the chairman of the board? Isn't it because he follows Chen Shishi every day and flatters him?"

"What kind of leadership skills does a tricycle rider have?"

"Look what he did, was it a personnel matter?"

"He ran to find his son and spread rumors on the Internet. He almost killed us all in Jingzhou!"

"It's okay now. Both father and son have gone in. They deserve it!"

"If he doesn't go in, talk to Chen Shishi. Can that old guy let us go to Lu?"

Zhou Bing sighed and said helplessly: "That's right."

"Zheng Xipo became the chairman and harmed all of us!"

"Chen Yanshi has finished building his reputation and will leave us alone."

"Chickens, dogs... whatever, they are all beasts anyway!"

"Roosters crow and dogs robber!" Wang Wenge reminded impatiently.

Zhou Bing quickly responded: "Yes!"

"Brother Wang, you are educated. Why don't you become the chairman?"

"What should we do now?"

"What should we do?" Wang Wen Ge sneered, his eyes as cold as a knife: "What can we do if we can't do anything?"

"We must ask the higher-ups to allocate a piece of land for us in Jingzhou."

"If it doesn't work, we will make a scene!"

"The higher-ups are afraid that we will make a scene!"

"If they don't give us the land, we will continue to work at Dafeng Factory. I don't believe that they dare to continue to demolish it by force?"

"Let's protect the factory again and let them demolish it. I will live and die with the factory anyway!"

Zhou Bing agreed and said: "Okay, Brother Wang, I will go with you. Let's see if they dare to smash us to death!"

"By the way , Brother Wang, should we communicate with everyone in the group? "

"Don't wait until they agree!"

Wang Wen Ge thought for a while and said: "Don't say it in this group. Chen Yanshi is in this group.

"Let's go out and create a small group, pull everyone in, and discuss countermeasures together!"

Zhou Bing agreed quickly and said excitedly: "Yes, yes, yes!"

"Brother Wang, you are still smart. We will listen to your orders in the future!"

Soon, a new group was established.

Wang Wen Ge brought Zhou Bing and other familiar and trustworthy people to pull most of the employees in in a short time.

Soon.

The workers began to ask in the group.

[Hey, Brother Wang, what is the purpose of building this group?]

[Brother Wang, Mr. Chen Have you read the message?]

[...](bhcb)

Seeing the workers start asking questions.

Wang Wen Ge was the first to send a voice message to the group to explain.

[Everyone listen to me, Zheng Xipo and his son have been arrested for committing a crime, and Chen Yanshi doesn't care about us anymore. I don't know what you think, but I absolutely disagree!]

——[It's impossible for us to leave our hometown and go to Luzhou. Can the welfare in Luzhou be compared with our Guangming District?]

[Everyone, please express your opinions.]

Zhou Bing quickly responded.

[I have the same idea as Brother Wang. I don't agree to move!]

As they spoke, the voices and messages of the workers also came one after another. appeared in the group.

[I agree with Brother Wang's idea. Dafeng Factory is starting a business in response to the call from above. They have to grant us land in Guangming District!]

[No, no, if we go so far to start a business, what will happen to my elderly and children?]

[What's wrong with Chen Yanshi? He was willing to make decisions for us before, but now he treats us ordinary people like this. Who has benefited from him?]

[...]

Nursing home.

Chen Yanshi was chatting with Sha Ruijin and his group with a happy face, and his mouth was almost up to his ears.

He just remembered to see the reaction of the workers in the group.

He opened his phone and took a look.

In the group, there were only a few sporadic messages such as "listen to the specific arrangements" and "talk in detail with the Congress".

Chen Yanshi immediately handed the phone to Sha Ruijin, looking very proud:

"Little Jinzi."

"Take a look."

"The people are all reasonable, so there is no objection to this, right?"

"If you ask me, you should go among the people and listen to their needs."

"Put their interests first, and the people will definitely support you!"

"Don't think you are superior after you go up there, because in the end, no one will listen to you!"

Sha Ruijin smiled and nodded: "Well, Uncle Chen, we have been troubled by this for a long time, thank you for your help this time!"

Li Dakang quickly echoed:

"Governor Sha, if you ask me, we have to let Mr. Chen hold a few more meetings for us and give us ideological education classes."

"I really have to study hard, otherwise I will feel guilty towards the people."

"Oh?" Sha Ruijin laughed: "Otherwise, I will bring you to listen to Mr. Chen's lectures every day?"

"Okay!" Chen Yanshi smiled brightly, and then acted embarrassed:

"You guys, don't flatter me."

"Be kind to the people, and the people will understand you!"

"Don't be as depraved and extravagant as that guy Sun Liancheng!"

"Otherwise, you will eventually be trampled under the feet of the people's wave!"

"You arrange a specific time, and I will ask the delegation from Dafeng Factory to hold a meeting with you to discuss this matter in detail.

"Xiao Jinzi, you can do your best to appease the workers, and don't make the workers angry!"

Sha Ruijin nodded.

Li Dakang hurriedly said: "Mr. Chen, don't worry. If we can't do this well, wouldn't we be dishonoring the trust that the people have given us?"

At this time, Sha Ruijin looked at Yi Xuexue, who had been silent, and explained:

"Comrade Yi Xue, in fact, the most important part in discussing the appeasement work is your part."

"Work hard tonight and document the preferential policies and employee benefits you promised to Dafeng Factory.

"When the Dafeng Factory delegation meets together, you can show them in detail."

Yi Xue nodded heavily.

"Don't worry, Governor Sha."

At this moment, his hanging heart finally settled.

We have worked hard for so long on the relocation of Dafeng Factory and suffered so many grievances. Finally, we are finally seeing the results!

All I ask is that there won't be any more trouble.

In the house of the prodigal.

She was calling her former foreign classmates from college.

The foreigner's name is James, an international student from the prodigal son's former school.

Because they were both interested in literature, they met in the school's literary club.

The relationship is pretty good too.

Later, James returned to China after reading and founded his own novel magazine in the Lighthouse Country.

Moreover, his family also has various channels such as printing, publishing and sales.

Earlier, Sun Liancheng asked her to help contact overseas publishers.

The prodigal son thought of James immediately.

After the call is connected.

James's voice came out:

"Hi, Prodigal Son, long time no see, how are you doing lately? Oh, according to you people from the Dragon Kingdom, I'm going to call you Prodigal Son now, right?"

"Why are you calling me so early?"

"No, it's probably night over there now. Why are you calling me when you're not sleeping?"

"Did you miss me?"

You foreigners just like to be sentimental... The prodigal son complained in his heart, but still smiled and said: "James, I'm looking for you to discuss cooperation."

"Cooperation?" James asked curiously: "Don't your company have international department channels?"

Prodigal Son: "No, I know a very powerful author who recently wants to be in line with international standards.

"As we say in Longguo, good news should not flow to outsiders, so I would like to help you cooperate once."

Only then did James react: "So that's it. What story is he going to write? Can I read it?"

Prodigal Son: “He hasn’t sent it to me yet, but the content must be science fiction.

kind of story.

"Science fiction, are you kidding me?" James sounded surprised:

"Hustler, our magazine is not suitable for science fiction."

The prodigal son sighed and advised: "James, as far as I know, isn't your magazine sales now at a bottleneck?"

"In addition, the impact of the Internet is getting bigger and bigger now."

"Why not try to develop into the field of science fiction, maybe it can increase the magazine's sales to a higher level?"

James thought for a while and then said: "We have also thought about transformation."

"Langzi, if you introduce a martial arts or fantasy fairy tale author from your country, I can try to cooperate with him."

"Because now, whether in our lighthouse country or in Iowa, readers are paying a lot of attention to these subjects."

"But if it's science fiction, well, with all due respect, you don't have a science fiction writer who can play a leading role in the entire Dragon Kingdom."

When the prodigal son heard this, he rolled his eyes and interrupted:

"Don't speak too early!"

"What I'm introducing is not just ordinary people."

"Have you ever heard of the Wandering Earth?"

The prodigal son finished speaking.

An incredible scream came from the loudspeaker.

"Wardfa?!"

"The person you want to introduce to me to collaborate is Da Sun, the author of The Wandering Earth!"

"Prodigal son, why didn't you tell me earlier!"

"Do you know that the popularity of Da Sun's works in the Lighthouse Country is terrifying!"

"Hurry up and contact Da Sun and tell him that I am very honored and willing to cooperate with him!"

"Prodigal, hurry up, I beg you!"

Now I know how to beg me... The prodigal son was still a little proud, and said with sufficient gesture:

"I know you are in a hurry, but don't be anxious yet!"

"I'll contact him now."

Say it.

The prodigal son hung up the phone.

She lay back on the bed, with a proud smile on her face, staring at the ceiling and sighing:

"Oh, Sun Ju can't do it without me!"

"I'm so important!"

Sun Liancheng's family.

In the study room.

Sun Liancheng's keys made a crackling sound, and there were even afterimages of his fingers on it.

Tonight, no wife came over to urge me to hand in my homework.

Sun Liancheng's coding efficiency has increased several times.

I don’t know if I love the story of The Three-Body Problem too much.

At this time, there were nearly 30,000 words of manuscripts in the files on his computer.

Although these archives seem to be exaggerated.

But the content is not Sun Liancheng’s original work after all.

The direction of the story and the general framework were clearly thought out when we were in the Children's Palace.

Therefore, it was like a divine help to code the words.

Type the last few lines on the document.

Sun Liancheng stopped what he was doing.

"It's been a long time since I've had such a hearty coding experience. Man, it seems I still have to push for it. With this potential, even if you put it in Fei Furnace, you can even get on the updated combat power list!"

He stretched out happily and twisted his neck, and his cervical vertebrae suddenly crackled.

Just then, the phone rang.

When Sun Liancheng saw that he was a prodigal, he picked up the question and asked out of curiosity: "You're still up so late and the company is still having a meeting?"

Over the loudspeaker, the prodigal son asked doubtfully: "Da Sun Ju, didn't you ask me to ask about overseas publishing?"

"Oh~" Sun Liancheng finally reacted and explained:

"There are too many code words, and you can't react at once?"

"how's it going?"

The prodigal son smiled and said: "Great Sun Ju, without me this family will be broken up."

"I have already helped you contact a foreign classmate of mine from my previous university. His family makes magazines in the Lighthouse Country!

“Their stall is huge!”

"I will give you his contact information now. You can just contact him directly for specific cooperation!"

"That's okay." Sun Liancheng breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you, I'll contact him tomorrow morning. It's too late now."

Hearing this, the prodigal son laughed a little loudly: "Big Sun Ju, you are confused in coding. It is daytime in Lighthouse Country now!"

"Oh!" Sun Liancheng woke up from a dream.

After finishing laughing, the prodigal son was very sensible and did not continue the conversation: "Da Sun Ju, if you contact him now, I guess he is still waiting for your call.

The phone hangs up.

Sun Liancheng looked at the contact information on the chat software, and then dialed the person named James.

Just when Sun Liancheng was thinking about whether to open roaming or something to make international calls.

On the other end, the phone was connected immediately.

Sun Liancheng hasn't said hello yet.

Just listen to the speaker:

"Da Sun! I am your fan. I like Wandering Earth very much. It is my honor to cooperate with you. I don’t know what kind of works you will release next. (English)"

Sun Liancheng's expression was embarrassed.

what?

Yes, the prodigal son said this was his foreigner classmate.

Prodigal son, I don't understand.

Prodigal son, this family would be separated without you!