typeface
large
in
Small
Turn off the lights
Previous bookshelf directory Bookmark Next

Chapter 121 Dog-Headed Military Advisor

The mineral reserves of the Kete mining area are no less than those of Baishiling, and the content of yridium-rich minerals exceeds that of Baishiling by nine percentage points.

Geography experts speculate that there may be a larger source of iridium ore on the other side of the Tatsumi Mountains. Combined with the current groundwater conditions in the mining area, the idium ore at the other end of the mountain is most likely to exist in the form of large stalactite crystals like caves.

Of course, this is all for later.

The bidding process for the mining area in Cote City is nearing completion.

The successful bidders were energy companies led by Hex and AC.

The successful bidder in Jiangyin City next door was Bolong Mining... Generally speaking, except for the local energy companies in Sanxia City and Dupeng City, the mining company of Ket Mine is about the same as Baishiling.

However, without irradiation, water can be pumped, energy companies can enjoy the success, and the two major urban governments can even enjoy the ditches and trenches.

Of course, the final proceeds will have to be handed over to the Governor's Mansion and the Donghuang Corps.

Chen Mo has already taken office... Only after taking office did Chen Mo realize that his position required very little government affairs. Mining area planning could not be done by an outsider like him, and a dedicated team was responsible for the safety management of the entire mine.

All he needs to do is hold a monthly mining meeting...

In short, when it comes to government affairs, Director Chen is almost a mascot.

Lao Bai was mentally prepared for this situation.

He knew very well what kind of thing his son was, and if he really handed over the responsibility of the mining area to Chen Mo, the consequences would be dire.

hehe.

But Director Chen is not idle either.

Now 90% of the miners in the Kote mining area are mobsters from the Jiangyin Communist Party. The Kote First Corps is about to become the gatekeeper of the mining area. After Director Chen took office, he was responsible for this thankless job.

The Kote Corps allocated a company, the Jiangyin Corps allocated a company, and together with the thirty special forces trained by fierce men, that was all Chen Mo's available manpower.

A full dozen would not exceed 300 people.

Before the formal handover of the troops of the Corps, the only people Chen Mo could really use were the thirty men brought by the fierce men.

The mob in the entire mining area, nearly 100,000...

Poor Director Chen did not have the opportunity to enjoy the former Mining Bureau office - it was too far away from the mining area, and if an accident occurred, there was no way to reach the scene immediately.

The former Corps garrison became Director Chen's temporary office.

The special forces team members are busy cleaning.

Chen Mo stood on the second floor overlooking the busy miners.

Compared to the director of the Mining Bureau, Chen Mo is more like a warden...

Chen Mo waved, and a sharp-faced boy who was sweeping the floor put down his vacuum cleaner and ran over.

"Bureau Chen, what are your instructions?"

Chen Mo couldn't laugh or cry.

"Who told you to call it that?"

"Brother the fierce man."

"Don't call me Bureau Chen, it's too awkward. You can call me Brother Mo or Boss."

"Okay Chen Bureau."

"..." Chen Mo choked on his cigarette: "What's your name?"

"My famous team is called Xiaoma by Brother Meng. I am a first-level superpower and the leader of the team."

Chen Mo nodded.

He had seen the carriage team several times in F113, and his skills were quite neat.

"Choose another person to be the leader of the team, and you will follow me as the herald."

The carriage team was stunned for a moment, then fell to their knees.

"What are you doing?"

"Thank you, Brother Mo, for trusting me! I won't hesitate to do anything wrong."

Being Chen Mo's herald is equivalent to rising through the ranks for any armed member of Romanda Military Industry.

The carriage team, which was originally dissatisfied with being transferred from F113, began to lament its luck.

"Get up and talk."

Chen Mo helped the carriage team up and pointed at the construction workers and miners in the dark crowd at the construction site.

"Any idea what we're going to do?"

"Keep Brother Mo safe?"

Chen Mo laughed.

What on earth did this fierce guy explain?

"What we have to do is to keep an eye on these tens of thousands of people, so that they don't cause trouble and don't make trouble, so they can build and mine with peace of mind."

Carriage Wu clicked his tongue.

"Oh my god, isn't this just a big prison?"

"That's right."

"You are the warden and we are the jailers. Can you understand it that way?"

"The truth."

"There are just a few of us, but we can't manage such a big prison."

Chen Mo didn't respond.

Cha Wu rolled his eyes twice.

"I don't have much idea, but there is a kid in the second team nicknamed Dog Head who has many bad ideas. If you don't mind, maybe you can call him over and ask."

"Go ahead."

The carriage team took the order, and soon they brought back a fat little man with a middle parted head and a round beer belly. A toad mirror was particularly eye-catching.

"big boss."

The little fat man happily greeted Chen Mo and watched Wu Shi drive on the road.

Seemingly seeing Chen Mo's doubts, Xiaopang scratched his head in embarrassment: "I'm not a special operations team member, but... some time ago, the PC didn't give me any money, so I was caught by Boss Yan and sent as a laborer to Brother Meng. Brother Meng said I had some weird ideas.

There are many, maybe the big boss can use them, so he sent them to me."

Chen Mo couldn't help but wonder what kind of people Yan Chenggong had recruited.

After briefly talking to the fat guy about the current situation, Chen Mo threw away a cigarette.

"Any suggestions?"

"Damn, this is simple." The little fat dog-headed man clamped the cigarette to his ear, took out a plastic lighter from his pocket and refilled the cigarette for Chen Mo: "If we really serve as prison guards, people like us will be exhausted and can't stand it.

,So, we have to let these people look at each other."

Chen Mo's thoughts suddenly became clear.

"Go on."

"Nearly 100,000 people, almost catching up with the permanent population of a town." The fat dog-headed kid said with a smile: "Become their prisoners, big boss, don't worry, you can be the mayor... Anyway, you are the biggest in the mining area, you

Just throw some false titles at the head of the manager. Let me tell you, for the thirty people sent by Brother Meng, you can divide them into district chiefs according to their regions and let them be directly responsible to you.

And then lock them down layer by layer. Hey, to put it bluntly, you can just run this place like a city."

Chen Mo blew out a smoke ring with satisfaction.

"You can be my assistant during this time in the mining area."

Goutou agreed, and then added: "You'd better ban the current stalls and convenience stores here, and make them all under your control. The other... uh, some places where you can vent your anger, taverns, you

It’s all well planned, so that it’s not only easier to manage, but also provides a lot of income for 100,000 people to eat, drink, and eat every day.”

This guy is a bit crooked.

Chen Mo thought.

Today's construction workers and miners are all prisoners, but they are paid basic wages.

Compared with those who squatted in the kilns, they were luckier.

If one hundred thousand prisoners could really be fed, drank, and defecated into a closed consumption loop, it would definitely be a huge amount of income.

"Can you use a computer?"

"The door is clear."

"Make your ideas into a plan and give it to me."

"No problem, don't worry."

"Also, clean up your image."

"..."

After arranging the work, Chen Mo followed two guards and walked around the mining area.

Chen Mo did not reveal his identity, but all the miners passing by had seen his face when he was wanted throughout the city, and no one looked up to find fault.

The phone rings.

Dog head calls.

"Boss, I'm afraid you have to come back."

"Have you finished writing the plan?"

"The Corps is here to hand over the troops."

Next chapter

Bookmark


This chapter has been completed!
Previous Bookshelf directory Bookmark Next