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Chapter 332: Little Actions

"The systems that should be improved and upgraded have been improved and upgraded, and the comrades workers are also working very hard, and one person is used as two people... Our output has really reached the upper limit, and we can no longer expect to make a big breakthrough.

These are all trivial things." At noon, Andrei, Verak, and Winston had a meeting in the office after their usual meal.

"Do you have any good ideas?" Verak looked at the thoughtful Winston.

As a person who always pays attention to data, Winston understands the situation very clearly, and has predicted that the development will level off early on. Verak thinks that he should have some ideas on this issue.

But after Winston was silent for a few seconds, he was still not optimistic: "I don't know. I think we have done everything we should do. It is too difficult to make another breakthrough in such a big breakthrough."

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"Actually, this is pretty good. When I first came here, when this idea was first born, no one dared to think that we could turn a weaving factory that was on the verge of bankruptcy into what it is now, right? We gave the workers so many benefits,

We still make money..." Andre felt that they had created a miracle. The reason why they could not climb higher was because Winston, Verak and the others set their goals too high.

"It is indeed good enough. The current results are enough to silence those who say that if the workers are treated better, the factory will close down, but it is still a little short of the goal we ultimately want to achieve..." When saying this, Winston

He was somewhat lacking in confidence, and he also doubted whether he was too greedy. He had obviously allowed so many workers to live lives that were countless times better than before. Isn't this the end?

"If we really want to make another breakthrough, I think it's easy to increase the working hours of workers by another two hours. By then, our output will definitely rise again and achieve ten times the output." Andre mentioned.

A seemingly normal solution.

Many people have talked about this method.

Because compared with factories that often work fifteen, sixteen, sixteen or seventeen hours, the eight-hour working system of the Nak Weaving Factory is so good that it cannot be described in words. Even if it is increased by two hours, it is still very conscientious compared to others.

It's unbelievable.

Knowing that Andre would not have the idea of ​​oppressing and exploiting workers, Winston was not as angry as when he heard others mention it, but his tone remained firm: "No."

"I think we must make changes based on the general phenomenon regarding working hours, so that workers can have sufficient rest and entertainment time, but this is not dead, and every new system must not be implemented to the end.

Since we are doing this for the purpose of experimenting and finding the best model, we must make some adjustments depending on the situation..." Andre explained his thoughts.

"I understand what you mean, but we have just stagnated, and we are far from the point where we need to consider using this method to increase production. And if the production cannot increase, and the profits cannot increase, we will make workers work more and make them sacrifice.

Our own interests, this is the consistent thinking of the bourgeoisie. If we want to make changes, we must try our best to avoid using the same methods. Otherwise, we will repeat the old path. What is the significance of our experiments?" Wen Si

He suddenly said, "Indeed, the twenty-seven-article system we first promulgated should be adjusted according to the situation. The system that can ultimately adapt to society is a correct enough system. But I still hope that these two regulations will be promulgated first.

The seventeen points are just the beginning. We will take a longer road, rather than working backwards and taking back what was handed back to the workers bit by bit."

Verac participated in the formulation of the twenty-seven-point system, and he understood Winston's insistence: "Of course we will not make particularly high demands at the beginning. After all, the more we give, the more we give, and we give a lot at once and then slowly take it back.

The psychological impact is completely different, so when formulating the content of the system, we

Basically, we are negotiating based on the lowest conditions... In other words, these 27 systems are actually a bottom line. There is indeed room for negotiation, but it is best not to do so. What we want the people to see

The future is full of hope, and everyone will get better and better, instead of only going down in the future."

When formulating the system, both Verak and Winston considered the long term.

The promulgation of the twenty-seven-article system was shocking enough, but in the hearts of Verak and Winston, it was just the beginning.

They had greater visions, and the reason why they did not put their real ideas into practice at the beginning was because they considered that it would be difficult and might not necessarily succeed.

Instead of raising everyone's expectations at the beginning, only to have them fade away in the end, leaving everyone with no hope, it is better to be down-to-earth at the beginning, go step by step, and walk side by side with the people from reality to ideals.

Andre had no idea of ​​​​solving the problem by increasing working hours. He just provided an option when several people were facing difficulties. Now that he saw the determination of Verak and Winston, he was also moved: "

Then don’t think about it in this regard, the bottom line must be maintained no matter what.”

"I am not stubborn and immersed in my own theoretical world." Winston was afraid that Andre would misunderstand his persistence, so he explained specifically, "If it really comes to the point of desperation, then it will explain my judgment.

It’s really wrong, and I have nothing to say if we have to make concessions on the current 27-article system.”

"I understand. After getting along with you for this period of time, I have a general understanding of who you are. You take the overall situation into consideration and are prepared to completely negate all the research you have done over the past few years... I will never die if you have such an awareness."

I believe you can harm the interests of others for your own persistence." Andre also hurriedly said that he didn't think much about it and he trusted Winston unconditionally.

"Ha." Verak smiled as he looked at the two comrades who were extremely honest. No matter what kind of arguments there were, they were all for the good of everyone.

The atmosphere within the Equality Association is very good now. This is mainly because everyone is the same type of person, with different personalities and arguments based on different opinions. However, they also know each other's sincerity and will not bring problems to the fore.

When it comes to people, unnecessary conflicts break out.

In the past, the situation where the Chloe group sabotaged the revolution with the idea that equality would be good and that it was good for the people would not happen again.

"Okay, now that we understand each other's thoughts and confirm that everyone has the same mind, let's go back to the starting point and continue discussing how to increase production." Verak clapped his hands and took the two back.

to the problem itself.

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May 27th, evening

Kip City, light industrial zone, the nearest tavern to Nak Weaving Factory

The Nack Weaving Factory has just been reformed, and the worker Randall has just come out of the miserable life, and he is used to going to the pub to drink after work every night.

At first he was alone, but gradually, workers in the weaving factory who had no family members like him came to join him and have a few drinks together.

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I'm still writing the rest, I'll do it soon

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It was a feeling of familiarity, and Jiang Xu'an didn't know how to describe it exactly. It was like the tacit understanding of old friends, the silence that does not require words in the familiarity. He felt that he had a very important connection with this stone, which was the inner connection between him and him.

The connection built. They can know each other's inner thoughts, and the feeling of silence and familiarity is mixed.

A very abstract description.

Are you stupid? There is a soul resonance with a stone?

Jiang Xu'an muttered to himself, then showed an unspeakable smile. He stuffed the pendant into his pocket and said to Zhang Qiaochu: "Actually, that old man is quite good at lying."



The taxi app is really convenient. The two of them took the same car back to the city. The car first stopped at Zhang Qiaochu's community. After saying goodbye to Zhang Qiaochu, Jiang Xu'an continued to ride home.

It was about ten o'clock, and the road was busy with traffic, and the neon lights on the roadside were flashing. Through the car windows, you could hear the sound of car horns outside and the music playing in the surrounding stores. City people are used to living a life of feasting and feasting, but Jiang Xu'an is a

exception.

The driver stopped the car in front of a red light, humming an old song that was playing outside. He put his hands on the steering wheel and swayed slightly to the rhythm of the music.

Jiang Xu'an sat in the back seat, crossed his arms across his chest, and stared blankly out of the car window.

Zhang Qiaochu was still in the car just now. This man was already eloquent, and because he wanted to get the goddess’s mobile phone number, he excitedly chatted with the driver all over the world. After leaving, the two of them still had unfinished business. The car started again, and the driver continued

I glanced at Jiang Xu'an specifically and found that he had been silent, so he didn't say anything.

Taxi drivers can generally tell at a glance whether a passenger is a talkative person. If he likes to talk, the boring journey will be over. If he doesn't like to talk, he just shuts up and walks.

So after Zhang Qiaochu left, the car was very silent, so silent that it was a bit suffocating.

Jiang Xu'an didn't feel any discomfort. He liked such quiet moments.

Green light.

The car started and arrived at Jiang Xu'an's community a few minutes later.

The community where Jiang Xu'an lives is an old-fashioned community. It was bought by his parents when they got married, and it is about thirty years old. Recently, a lot of things have been built around it. The developer has taken a fancy to this land and has already planned to turn it into a new one.

The community was demolished and a large shopping mall was built.

Regarding the demolition, Jiang Xu'an accidentally heard from the aunt in the community. He himself has not paid any proactive attention to this aspect.

The main entrance of the community is always open, and the two security guards, an old man and a fat guy who is lazy and lazy, are basically useless. There are often theft cases of lost electric cars in the community, and the problem must be partly caused by these two people.

Walking into the community, the cool summer night wind blew on his face, and Jiang Xu'an felt somewhat comfortable. He walked quickly and arrived home in a short while.

A room of about 80 square meters, with two bedrooms, a living room, a bathroom and a kitchen, plus a small balcony. Jiang Xu'an went into the house, took off his clothes and put them on hangers, and walked into the study. He was the only one living in the house, and one bedroom was used for

For sleeping, the other room is used as a study.

There are two rows of bookshelves in the study room. One row contains classics, which he has liked to read since he was a child. The other row contains professional books, books about spirituality. Jiang Xu'an works in a large mental hospital as an expert assistant.

With a monthly salary of about 3,000 yuan, I live a dull life.

He took away the "Snow Kingdom" on the desk in the study and placed the pendant there. Under the light of the desk lamp, the scarlet lines on the black stone became more alluring.

Jiang Xu'an put on his glasses and looked at it carefully.

After a while he put it down because he couldn't see anything strange about it.

"Didi..." The minimalist cell phone ringtone rang. Jiang Xu'an picked up the phone from the table and answered the call, "What's wrong?"

"Hahahaha!" A deafening laughter came from the other end of the phone. Jiang Xu'an could even imagine Zhang Qiaochu with his hands on his hips and looking up to the sky with a smile, "Lao Jiang, do you know? Tingting called me!"

"Oh, isn't this normal?" Jiang Xu'an stood up and walked to the kitchen.

Zhang Qiaochu's joy was too strong, "This is our first phone call. She took the initiative to speak, and the first sentence she said was, Hi..."

Jiang Xu'an pressed speakerphone, put the phone aside, took out a sausage from the refrigerator, and took a bag of instant noodles from the side, started hot water, "Keep working hard."

"Yes, yes." Zhang Qiaochu said, "By the way, Lao Jiang, I mainly want to ask you, what gift should I give her when we go to class tomorrow?"

"We've just made a little progress, so we're in a hurry to give him a gift." Jiang Xu'an frowned. The only bad thing about this good friend of almost seven or eight years was his recklessness.

"Then what should I do?" Zhang Qiaochu asked Jiang Xu'an for advice.

Jiang Xu'an put the noodles and sausages into the hot water, turned on the faucet and started washing his hands, "I have never been in love, so I don't know much about this. You can ask others, or read books or movies about this."

"Okay, okay, that's it." Zhang Qiaochu hurriedly hung up the phone.

The noodles were ready quickly. Jiang Xu'an finished the noodles and it was already half past ten. It was already quite late. If he hadn't gone to listen to the magic gun's lecture today, he could have gone home two hours earlier.

According to the normal arrangement, Jiang Xu'an will read a book or watch a movie at home during these two hours.

Fortunately, the magic stick only disrupted the rhythm of his day. He thought to himself not to attend such meaningless and absurd lectures in the future, so he put on his pajamas and fell asleep in the bedroom.

at the same time,

In the study room, the scarlet lines on the stone placed on the desk became more and more alluring and dazzling...



"Crack!"

The bitingly cold water splashed on Jiang Xu'an's face, causing him to wake up instantly. He immediately sat up and looked around with groggy eyes. This was a strange place.

Realizing that the situation was not good, he looked around in the bright moonlight. He was on a lonely black reef, and beyond the reef was an endless black ocean.

The sound of "swish, swish, swish" came from far to near, and finally huge waves crashed in, hitting the rocks and setting off waves.

The waves fell on the rocks and turned into pieces of black foam, and the air was filled with thick water vapor.


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