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Chapter 300 Martyrs

For these local businessmen, the money given to the Suppression Army was voluntary, just like a protection fee. If they did not pay the money, everyone would feel a little uncomfortable.

After understanding these things, Gao Shaoyi felt relieved. This was not something we took the initiative to ask for. The local chamber of commerce organized it themselves, and we can slowly reduce their pressure in the future.

"Shopkeeper, I see that among the shops on your street, some have hung the flags of the Suppression Army, but some have not. What's going on? Is this also voluntary?"

Gao Shaoyi looked inside the city gate. There were shops selling business along the way. Some of the doors were hung with the tiger-head flag of the suppressing army, but some shops were not. If this is also voluntary, it means there is still a big problem.

Some people did not support the suppressing army.

The shop owner stretched his head and looked into the city, then chuckled.

"I said this guest officer is a foreigner, but he is really a foreigner. Do you think you can hang this flag if you want?"

From the store owner's words, Gao Shaoyi heard that there was another meaning, but he didn't know what this other meaning was. The senior officials of the Zhenlu Army certainly did not make such an order, nor did they require all merchants to

Hang the flag of the suppression army.

"I'm not going to be too pretentious. It seems that some of them are outsiders and don't know the situation here. Didn't you just say that we take the initiative to pay some money? But some people don't have to pay, such as those who hang flags.

People."

Seeing that there was no business now, the shop owner simply brought a big bowl of tea and sat down. However, his explanation made everyone even more confused. Isn't it unfair for you to pay? Some people pay, and some don't.

"These people are close associates of the president of the Chamber of Commerce?"

Gao Shaoyi said with some confusion, if this is the case, some parts must be investigated and dealt with. The suppression of the captive army has just begun, and every link under his command is very important. This kind of backdoor phenomenon cannot occur. Don't underestimate such a trivial matter.

Son, it is very likely that in the future it will be like a flood bursting its banks.

"The president of the Chamber of Commerce and I can still be relatives, and we can have a glass of wine during the holidays, but do you think I have a flag here? All the people who hang the flag are not ordinary people.

, all of them have family members who are serving in the army."

When the store owner said this, Gao Shaoyi understood. It turns out that you must be qualified to hang the flag of the Suppression Army. What kind of person is qualified? If your immediate family members work in the Suppression Army, you don't need to pay this

money.

"Some have black backgrounds, and some have blue backgrounds. What do those blue backgrounds mean?"

Sun Qiang saw that the flags were a little different. The blue flag was more beautiful. Could it be that they were the family members of the officers?

"Oh, those are the martyrs who sacrificed their lives. Not only do they not have to pay a penny, but it is said that our Chamber of Commerce will also provide a partial subsidy every year. They even lost their heads for our livelihood. It is normal for us to take care of them.

"

After hearing this, Gao Shaoyi was completely relieved. The development direction here was indeed developing according to Gao Shaoyi's thoughts.

Military families need care, and the families of martyrs need more care.

"Are those people still satisfied with the pension system of the Suppression Army?"

When Gao Shaoyi asked this question, he immediately felt that something was not right, because there were several looks from around him. It could have been said that he was chatting on the street just now, but when he asked this question, he was a bit suspected of being a spy.

The local people are very vigilant!

"Don't get me wrong, I'm also a member of a certain department of the Suppression Army. It's a private visit incognito. If you have anything, you can tell me directly."

Gao Shaoyi quickly took out his ID. Don't let the flood wash away the Dragon King Temple. Of course, what Gao Shaoyi took out was an ordinary ID. Everyone went over and looked at it. It was indeed the same as the ID of those who suppressed the captives.

The vigilance from before suddenly disappeared from his face.

"If you had told me earlier, I wouldn't have charged you for tea."

The boss said that he wanted to give the money back, but Sun Qiang quickly stopped him.

"Sir, our Suppression Army has rules. No matter what we do, we have to pay for it. You don't want me to lose my hat. You haven't answered our question just now. Are those people satisfied with the pension system?"

Sun Qiang knew that this was a small business, and he couldn't let others take the money for it.

"Everyone should be satisfied with what you said. As long as I become a suppressing army and my whole family is settled, I will be the only one at home. Otherwise, I will go too. You said that military uniform..."

The store owner thought of the military uniforms of the Suppression Army, and he felt a burst of admiration in his eyes, but unfortunately he was an only son at home, which was not in line with the policy of the Suppression Army.

After drinking this bowl of tea, Gao Shaoyi and the others left. It seems that the lives of the people below have changed, and Liu Shan has managed them quite well.

Gao Shaoyi was about to get in the car. Unexpectedly, two old men next to him came over cursing. Their words caught Gao Shaoyi's attention.

"What's so great about you? Let me tell you, my second son will be eighteen years old soon. He will also be sent to the team by then. I can also get the same thing as you. What's so great about the cigarettes you smoke now? In the future, I

But if I have four sons, and three of them are soldiers, how much money can I get in a year?"

An old man wearing a straw hat said angrily.

"That's all in the future. Do you think that if you have three sons and the army is suppressing the rebels, they will need your three sons? My second son is going to be a soldier. That can't be said to be like thousands of troops walking on a single-plank bridge. That's not the case either.

It's easy to get in. There are several selections. If you can't pass one of them, then you can just stop smoking. Can ordinary people afford to smoke these cigarettes? If you want to set the same standard as me, just take a two-year break."

Another old man carrying a hoe said proudly, holding a box of cigarettes in his hand. You must know that ordinary people nowadays smoke dry cigarettes. Anyone who can afford this thing will definitely be the leader of the villagers.

No. 1, the landowners in the village are not necessarily so wealthy.

"These two are doing it again..."

The other people all laughed. It turned out that these two people had lived here since childhood and had always competed with each other. Originally, they were evenly matched, but the old man carrying the hoe had a son who joined the army to suppress the captives.

The difference between the two of them was immediately clear. The old man with the straw hat had not won for a while, and he just wanted to see his second son turn eighteen as soon as possible...
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