Life in District 9 is like a pool of stagnant water. It was like this decades ago, and it will still be like this decades later. Nothing has changed.
Sometimes people will buy some lottery tickets together after hearing the news that someone has become rich overnight by winning the lottery, and then continue to live the same life.
It seems that life itself is so static.
Therefore, the changes in the Pigeon Cage Building seem particularly novel.
In the morning, the water pipe maintenance vehicle arrived, transporting two full trucks of pipes and tools for draining 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 Qinghuan explained with a smile: "The sewer in this pigeon cage has been blocked for a long time. Once it is cleared, everyone can use the toilet at home and no longer have to live like animals."
Residents in other buildings were surprised: "Aren't you a club?"
Zhang Qinghuan said: "After collecting protection money, you have to do something, otherwise wouldn't the protection money be in vain?"
The residents were stunned. They had never seen such a society!
Everyone gathered together in private and went to the associations responsible for collecting protection fees in their respective buildings, telling them that they also wanted to open sewers! Install surveillance cameras! Repair elevators!
As a result, they all got beaten up...
Everyone began to discuss privately whether to invite the art club to come over and kill the Snake Xinzi Club in their building, just like the Blackwater Club...
In the end, someone actually went to Xiao Qi to discuss it and said, "If you come, we will report the location of the Snake Xinzi Club to you, and we will ensure that we can fight easily!"
Xiao Qi couldn't laugh or cry: "I can't make the decision in this matter, and I'm biting off more than I can chew, so forget it..."
In fact, Xiao Qi also knows about Luo Wanya's ambition, but it's not the right time to expose it yet.
At noon, the power department also came to repair the cloud flow tower used for wireless power transmission on the roof of the Pigeon Cage. The cloud flow tower is like a base station and controls the beacons of the power facilities on the floor.
Under the escort of Xiao Qi and others, they quickly entered the Pigeon Cage Building and completed the construction work nervously and orderly.
At night, the Ninth District is dim and dim, completely different from the gorgeous neon scenery in the Upper Sixth District.
Only the Pigeon Cage Building stands shining brightly.
It's so bright that it doesn't look like a building in District 9.
Residents in other buildings stood at home, silently looking at the bright lights on the opposite floor.
And the most important thing is that the circuits in this building were repaired by the art club for free, without any extra charge from the owner!
To be honest, when everyone saw someone doing construction, they were worried whether this would be another arbitrary charging project of the society.
However, the fact is that someone carefully asked Xiao Qi if he needed to pay any fees, and Xiao Qi said: All the money will come from the protection fee.
This news is so shocking and surprising.
This is not a club, it is clearly a charity!
This reaction from the residents made Luo Wanya dumbfounded. He just collected money from these people and then spent a small part on them.
The current expenses of art societies are quite high, because there is a lot of waste waiting to be done, and money needs to be spent everywhere.
But if all construction is completed, the cost will be very small, and the rest will basically be labor costs.
The Inner World Consortium has exploited the residents of the slums to the point where even if someone treats them a little better, they will be moved.
At this moment, in the building next to the pigeon cage, someone was looking at the bright building in the dark: "Honey, how much is the rent for the pigeon cage? How about we move there too?"
"The rent in the pigeon cage is not expensive. It's not as expensive as the rent in our building," the woman said to her four children, "I'll ask Aunt Liu for the landlord's phone number tomorrow and we can move there."
The couple stood in a dark room, feeling filled with emotion. It would be great if they could live in a place with bright lights and bright windows.
This is the human instinct to pursue quality of life, even in slums.
The woman whispered: "By the way, the milk powder for the fourth child is not enough... Sigh, if our house had electricity at night, we wouldn't be idle and have four children..."
man:"……"
Pigeon cage downstairs.
Luo Wanya sighed in a low voice: "Xiao Qi, do you still remember the topic we talked about before, what is the most difficult part of the parent-teacher conference?"
Xiao Qi was stunned for a moment: "Funds... we have no source of funds, so we can't do big things."
"Well," Luo Wanya nodded: "I was still hesitant about whether to mention this matter to my parents. After all, my parents gave me the parent-teacher meeting, but I threw the problem to him. It seemed that I, Lao Luo, was a bit incompetent.
.But I was just a gangster before, how could I take care of such a big thing, and where could I get so much money?"
The days for parent-teacher conferences are always tight. Although family members donate, but I have no income at all, how can I help so many family members?
Luo Wanya lamented that if he had the ability to make big money, he would be the richest man in a region like Hu Xiaoniu's father.
"Yes, we all scratched our heads at first, and we didn't think about how to make money. The most profitable industries are controlled by consortiums. The crooked ways to make money are not in line with our principles," Xiao Qi said.
Luo Wanya hummed: "As a result, before I mentioned this matter to my parents, they have already thought of a way out. Real estate, this is our future way out. Xiaoqi, do the math, we must be able to take care of the entire No. 22
How much revenue will be generated after the ninth district of the city is consolidated?"
Moreover, the most important thing is that although City 22 is the base camp of the Age of Gods, its population and city size are completely incomparable to those of the Federation Twin Stars.
City No. 18 and City No. 10 are the bases for their parent-teacher conferences.
If the lower three districts of this twin star are also included, then the monthly cash flow of the parents' association will reach a very terrifying level.
Luo Wanya patted Xiao Qi's shoulder enthusiastically: "Let's work hard. Let's turn this place into an 'advanced civilized model pilot' first, and then sum up our experience and promote it in cities No. 10 and No. 18! Let's
The future of our unit is bright!”
At this time, Zhang Qinghuan not far away was still directing the construction work. This guy was actually more excited than Luo Wanya, Xiao Qi and the others.
When I checked the surveillance camera at noon, I saw that this guy was still slacking off.
Now, he is more excited than anyone else.
As expected, men still need to take root in their careers!
After a while, Zhang Qinghuan’s younger brother sent dozens of promotional leaflets, ready to be posted on every floor of the Pigeon Cage.
The content of the promotional page is very simple. First, you can join the group chat and learn about changes in society policies and protection fees.
Second, there is a contact number written on it. Once you encounter something, you can call the art club directly to solve it. It can solve a series of emergencies such as thieves, robbers, rapists, etc.
On the promotional page, the second to last line reads, if something happens, 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 - announced by the Art Society Office.
This thing seems to be something like that, and the residents of Pigeon House are all confused. What on earth is this art club doing?!
Just half an hour after it was posted, someone called and said there was a thief in the house.
As a result, Xiao Qi led someone to check the surveillance system and caught the thief in ten minutes...
The thief asked in pain on the spot: "You Lao Shizi Association is too lenient. I paid the protection fee! You still have to take care of things that even the PCE doesn't care about?"
The thief knew there was surveillance, but he thought no one would mind his business, so he didn't care at all.
After all, which society would care about catching thieves...
Doesn’t it hurt to be idle?!
Xiao Qi laughed happily and said, "It's precisely because PCE doesn't care about it, that's why we have to care about it."
The owner was very happy when he saw that the lost thing was found.
But the thief caught by the society will not have it so easy. This place is not like a prison managed by Yi, where you can eat and drink well.
What greeted him was a violent beating from Xiao Qi, who then carried him to return the things and apologize to the owner.
Then hang it in front of the pigeon cage building for a day to show the public.
After this incident, the owner kept praising Xiaoqi and the art club in the owner group!
She was just trying it out, but she didn’t expect people to really care!
For a moment, the owners were shocked. This pigeon cage is too safe now!
Within a few minutes, even the buildings next door knew about it, and many people gathered around the street chatting about it.
There are still a majority of honest people in this slum, otherwise they wouldn't be so poor.
Someone whispered: "Should we write a petition to the art club and ask them to kill the club in our building?"
"hold on……"
Downstairs in the Pigeon Cage, Luo Wanya saw that things were over, so he turned around and left. Xiao Qi asked behind him: "Where are you going?"
"You guys stare here, I have something to do," Luo Wanya waved from behind.
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On the light rail train, Luo Wanya sat next to Qingchen as if nothing had happened. The two of them seemed to not know each other, sitting together in a corner with few people.
"Boss, what should I do about Zhang Mengqian?" Luo Wanya said: "Follow me or not?"
"Take him first," Qingchen said, "He will become my knight messenger in the future."
Luo Wanya immediately understood how to deal with it.
The knight messenger will be the most trustworthy person around the knight. He must be polite from now on, and then try his best to help the boss train him.
The two people on the rickety light rail train looked like underground workers connecting.