Bruce now understood a little bit why those people walked out with sloppy steps, looked pale, and were sweating profusely.
It was pretty much the same when Gordon and Nightwing walked out.
He came out of the lounge. Schiller was writing something at his desk. When he saw him walking over, he looked up at him and said, "Why don't you go and solve the problem in Area X15?"
"Do I have to go?" Bruce felt like he was looking for a scolding. Schiller was so busy now that he wished he could split him in half. The Pale Knight should not be idle either, but he was here to watch the fun.
Unexpectedly, Schiller shook his head and said, "If you don't want to go, forget it."
"Do you have any other ideas?"
"That's right." Schiller raised his head and shouted to the door: "Ms. Weiss, please come in. I have two new appointments here. Please arrange for someone to receive them..."
Ms. Weiss came in and took the appointment list and went out again. Bruce asked curiously: "Who is it?"
"Two reporters." Schiller took out two documents from the cabinet next to him and placed them in front of Bruce, and then said: "One is from Gotham TV and the other is from Gotham Daily."
"What are they doing visiting you?"
"They didn't come to visit me, they came to visit the mayor. It's just that the mayor is ill now, so I'm here to convey his message for him."
"...What do you want to convey?"
"The apology is mainly for what happened in District X15." Without Bruce asking, Schiller explained: "TV and newspapers are the most accessible public opinion channels for ordinary people. Even poor people can easily see it.
Improve your attitude in this regard.”
"But if you apologize, doesn't it mean that it's your fault?"
"Any accident that happens in this city is the mayor's fault," Schiller said. "You have to have this kind of responsible attitude to gain the trust of the citizens."
"But they will take advantage of this." Bruce sat down opposite and said: "Originally, they planned to put the blame for pollution on the head of the Pale Knight and alienate him from the people who support him."
"That's why we must apologize as soon as possible, launch clean-up and rescue operations immediately, and compensate people for their losses as soon as possible."
"But we don't have that much money, let alone compensation. It's even impossible to clean up the pollution in the forest land."
"No, we can't clean up the pollution, not because we don't have the money, but because the government will shut down tomorrow."
Bruce was stunned.
"Because the government is shutting down tomorrow, we have the best plan to save the city today, but unfortunately, the government is shutting down tomorrow."
"Isn't this bad?" Bruce said, "Isn't this a lie?"
Schiller leaned back, leaned on the back of the mayor's office chair and said, "Do you think that sitting in this chair, you can do something else besides lying to people?"
There was a knock on the door, and Ms. Weiss came in with a male reporter. Schiller walked over, shook hands with him, exchanged greetings, and then took him to the reception area.
The two began to talk about the issue of pollution control. Schiller spoke eloquently, and even precise about when the work would be carried out, which company's team would be hired, what equipment would be used, and what measures would be taken to target certain households in several nearby streets.
Compensation measures...
It doesn't sound like nonsense at all.
Then a female reporter came, and Schiller still said the same words, and the details were completely correct, and it didn't feel like she was making it up on the spot.
After the reporters had left, Bruce asked: "If we had the money, you would carry out this plan, right? ... You would, right?"
Schiller smiled and said nothing.
"If you are unwilling to solve the pollution incident, then I will give you some light work." Schiller said: "Help me find a few moving companies and call a few decoration teams, all of which must be done quickly.
"
"What do you want to do?"
"Don't ask so many questions, just go ahead."
Bruce actually wanted to stay, but he thought that everyone was very busy, and it would not be good for him to just work as a pony here. Anyway, he just hired a moving company, which was not too difficult.
"Okay, when do you want them to come?"
"After get off work today, after everyone leaves, by the way, let them drive a few more big cars and arrange more manpower, but don't make too much noise."
Bruce felt baffled, but he went anyway.
By the time he returned after making arrangements, the entire municipal building had become agitated. After Bruce asked carefully, he found out that the mayor had just announced that all civil servants in the municipal system would have their salaries cut by 50%.
Not only that, they also canceled the supply of snacks and coffee, went to work an hour early every morning, did not reimburse public transportation expenses and gas expenses, and had to voluntarily work overtime without pay.
Even the cats that were originally kept inside the building are no longer kept. The few plane trees have to be cut down and replaced with trees that are easier to care for. As for the holiday benefits, don’t even think about them. Even the elevators are closed every day.
It has to be stopped for five hours to save power.
The entire building was in a state of uproar, and Bruce even felt that even if Schiller didn't arrange for manpower to respond internally, a strike would be a certainty. According to the cuts in wages and benefits, isn't this purely self-funded work?
But no matter how much they complained, there was nothing they could do. Most people couldn't see the mayor at all. By the time it was almost time to get off work, something was wrong with the atmosphere in the building. It was obvious that insiders had taken action.
Everyone was silent tacitly, exchanging glances, and even some gloating emotions.
When reporters left, many employees asked reporters what the mayor said. There was no need for reporters to keep it secret. They told them that the mayor already had a complete plan to deal with this pollution crisis.
Unexpectedly, the mayor announced to cut the benefits of civil servants at this time. Without the people to do the work, no matter how good the policy is, no matter how good the policy is, who will contact the pollution control company? Who will select and arrange transportation equipment? Who will do it?
Statistics on disaster-stricken households? Who will calculate the specific amount of compensation?
This is simply self -destructive Great Wall, digging the grave.
Out of some considerations, the employees did not drag up when they got off work, and they were removed clean when they got off work.
At this time, it was just dark, and the vans of the vans slowly drove into the building parking lot.
In the shocking expression of Bruce, Schiller commanded the workers and said, "Come, all the tables and chairs are moved away. Don't forget these paintings here.
"Take this coffee machine away, be careful, if the coffee beans are sprinkled out, I will not pay, and these two water cups here ... What?
Take it away, there must be someone in the second -hand market! "
"Those people went to the bathroom and removed the toilet. It was a expensive smart toilet.
... "
"The debris is cleaned a little bit. The disposable shoe cover over there must be taken. Do not leave a pair. The window sill can be removed.
There is no wrong one, one time, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one by one!
"The floor of the mayor's office is prying. Be careful not to leave scratches when prying, otherwise you will not sell the price. The decorative walls here are removed, and the wallpaper will be picked up."
Schiller stood in the middle of the hall and patted his hand and said, "Listen! There is a room that is not restored to a rough house, you don't want to get a penny bonus! Hurry up! Hurry up!"
Bruce slowly turned around and looked at Schiller and said, "Don't say anything else, what do you pay for them to give them a bonus? Do you have money?"
"No, but it's not me to pay, then you will know."
"You ransacked the municipal office building, what should I do after the government opened the door?" Bruce asked.
"I don't mind working in the rough room." Schiller said: "I can sit directly on the ground, and there are gray mist, I can not eat or drink,"
"That……"
Bruce suddenly realized who Schiller was the biggest victim.
Who else can it be? Of course, people who work here, do n’t even have a toilet, how to go to the toilet? Even modern equipment such as a copy machine, even a table and chair, you can really sit on the ground to work?
"They feel uncomfortable, they can decorate themselves." Schiller nodded.
"Can anyone pay for the decoration company?!" Bruce said.
"Then they endure, and they resigned." Schiller shrugged, "But I think the possibility of the latter is not much high. After all, the mouse behind them should expect them to dig the walls."
Bruce then reacted to the viciousness of Schiller's trick.
Gotham's government system has been penetrated by 99%, that is to say, employees who are working here are basically all the masters except the mayor.
The purpose of their work here is not to earn that dead salary, but to drain Gotham's municipal funds for their masters, and then receive bonuses from their masters.
Therefore, they almost cannot resign. Even though there is no civil service examination in the United States, stable jobs in government departments are still very popular, and it takes some effort to arrange for someone to come in.
Now Schiller has emptied the municipal office building. After they came here, the office environment was worse than in Iraq, but they couldn't resign, and they had to come to work, so they had no choice but to endure it.
But not everyone can bear it, so they have to go to the mayor and ask him to renovate it. But the mayor is in Wayne Manor now, and no matter how powerful they are, they can't break into Batman's hometown.
Then they can only go to their immediate boss, because you want me to work here. So now that my working conditions are bad, of course it is you who should help me improve them.
But the people behind them are crazy to decorate the municipal building. They decorated it so luxuriously before because all the mayors were their lackeys.
But now the Pale Knight has not surrendered to them at all. How could they come all the way to help the Pale Knight create a safe and comfortable office environment? Then who is whose lackey?
If the people behind it are not happy, then the employees can only endure it, but they are people, not robots, and not real dogs. They have their own needs and will instinctively hate people who ignore their needs.
Although the office building was demolished by Schiller, it was actually the master behind them who directly ignored their needs. This contradiction is almost irreconcilable.
History has proven countless times that this doesn't work if you don't let the horse eat grass and yet you want the horse to run away.
By that time, even if there are still some people who are loyal to their masters, most ordinary people will still prefer to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, and swing in the direction that is more beneficial to their survival.
Even if he is not willing to risk his life, as long as he relaxes his grip and turns a blind eye, Bruce believes that with Schiller's ability, there will be a lot of room for maneuver.
After working for most of the night, I finally dismantled the soft furnishings of the municipal building.
Bruce and Schiller got into the first car of the convoy together. As soon as the door closed, Bruce asked: "Where are we going with this pile of stuff?"