Chapter 796: Production of new model monthly tickets]
Xiuyu was much closer to Fang Jun. After all, they had experienced a life-and-death friendship at Lishan Hot Spring. She rolled her eyes and walked behind Fang Jun. A pair of Rouyi massaged Fang Jun's shoulders and neck, biting her lip.
Er said softly: "How could it be? His Royal Highness King Wu is indeed good-looking, but we are the Fang family. We are born as members of the Fang family, and we die as the ghosts of the Fang family..." After saying this, his face turned red and he said shyly.
: "We are Lang Jun's people..."
Zheng Xiuer was also smart as ice and snow. When she saw this, she hurriedly came to Fang Jun, endured her shyness and knelt on the ground. She clenched her two small pink fists tightly, beat Fang Jun's legs, and whispered softly: "Yu'er said it."
Yes, my life belongs to you, and I will follow you for the rest of my life. Even if you chase me away, I will not leave..."
A lady from a scholarly family, even if she has gone through too many setbacks and disasters, is still a young lady. She can't help but be shy when she speaks such simple words that reveal her true feelings. In the end, she is as thin as a mosquito.
, lowered her head shyly, revealing a section of pink and white neck that had been dyed red, as well as a layer of fine hairs on the skin that represented youth...
Xiuyu gritted her teeth and glared at Zheng Xiuer who lowered her head. She thought she was softer than me, but she didn't expect that she could say such direct words. What's the difference between this and voluntary sacrifice?
Smelly girl, your face is getting thicker and thicker.
Fang Jun's heart suddenly warmed up when he heard this, especially when he was surrounded by two stunningly beautiful maids in front and behind him. The fragrance filled his nose, and he was served by four soft little hands. He entered a state of total selflessness and just wanted to be here.
Indulge in this gentle and charming temperature forever, cut off the world of mortals, add fragrance to your red sleeves, and have no idea what the world is like...
It's a pity that Fang Jun is a secular person. He doesn't have the wisdom or the determination. Naturally, he still has to deal with secular affairs.
It's not that he didn't dare to attack the two little maids. Fang Jun knew what they wanted. No matter when and where he wanted to eat them, he would never refuse. Because of this, Fang Jun didn't want to hurry up.
To bite like a hungry monk, the timing, atmosphere, and environment must be perfect. Wouldn't it be more artistic if you bite at that time?
Who knew that if he didn't say anything at this moment, when he wanted to say something again, he would never get the chance...
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The entire Huating Town is like a big construction site.
The shipyard, military port, and school are all on the west bank of Wusong River, and the soon-to-be-established "Ironforge" is also on the riverside not far upstream. Why is it called "Ironforge" such a stupid name? Don't
There is no other intention, it’s just that Fang Jun’s relatively rare talent of being a young man wants to pay homage to his youth that disappeared one thousand four hundred years later...
Although the name is awkward, its meaning is absolutely significant!
In Fang Jun's vision, "Ironforge" will be a scientific research center for metallurgy, casting guns, and developing new machines in the future. It can be said that on this planet in this era, this place represents the highest technology!
On the east bank of the Wusong River, the Minggang Terminal and the Municipal Shipping Department also started construction almost at the same time.
Countless refugees came from all directions, attracted by the favorable conditions, and enthusiastically participated in this mega-construction, using their own hands to fight for themselves the foundation of their lives and the food they needed to survive.
In just one month, tens of thousands of refugees arrived. Such a huge population posed a great challenge to the command and distribution of the town office.
But Fang Jun naturally had a draft in mind...
"...Although they are all refugees, coming from all over the world, they are definitely not just a single individual. They often come in groups. The factors that unite them are either blood ties, nostalgia, or...
There are many ethnic groups. Not only should we not break them up, but we should group them into groups based on these factors to make them more united. We should distinguish their residence from others to form a relatively isolated group.
We can call this small group a production team..."
Fang Jun rejected Pei Xingjian's proposal to disperse all the refugees and then reorganize them to assign tasks. Instead, he proposed the concept of a "production team".
Pei Xingjian frowned and said: "But in this way, although these production teams will be relatively harmonious internally, after all, they all have some kind of connection, they will inevitably have differences with other production teams, and there will never be any fights. Wouldn't this be a problem?
Will it significantly delay the progress of the project?"
"No, no, no, your understanding is wrong. I would like to ask you, how can we greatly increase the speed of the current project?" Fang Jun asked with a smile.
Pei Xingjian took a look at the several generals around him and found helplessly that these were just decorations and had no interest in civil affairs at all. At this time, he was probably thinking about how to get more of the more than 20 warships that were to be built at the same time in the dock.
I have a few ships in my hands...
Sighing secretly, Pei Xingjian cheered up, thought for a moment, and said, "Reward?"
Fang Jun smiled and shook his finger: "Correct, but not comprehensive. It should be 'competition'! Everyone has a sense of honor, and everyone also has a sense of shame. No one wants to fall behind others. That's right."
A natural ambition. And when this ambition is linked to rewards, people can reach their greatest potential!"
In fact, there is another kind of power that Fang Jun did not elaborate on, and that is the "collective sense of honor"! This is an ethereal spiritual attribute. Once it breaks out, it can produce extremely powerful power! As long as it is in this group,
Each person will be involuntarily coerced by the entire collective and can only move forward, not backward.
Because when others are moving forward, once one person retreats, he will naturally become the target of public criticism, the target of being reprimanded, or even ostracized. Human beings are social animals, and no one wants to be isolated by others!
Although the "production team" model in the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China had its flaws, the achievements it made in this pristine land in a short period of time were enough to shock the world!
Its essence is to inspire people's "collective sense of honor"!
Agriculture learned from Dazhai, and industry learned from Daqing, which set off a climax of construction, that is, everyone thought that they were no better than Dazhai and no worse than Daqing! In the end, although not everywhere could be like Dazhai or Daqing, compared with the initial situation, it was
There is already a world of difference...
Pei Xingjian pondered and said: "This... is too strange. Although it was like this in villages in the past, such a clear distribution as that of the general manager has never been seen in ancient times. The general will not agree with it."
Does Fang Jun need Pei Xingjian's approval?
Of course not!
This is something that history has proven. Even if you, Pei Xingjian, are a famous minister, can you withstand the trend of history?
In Huating Town, Fang Jun is the dictator, and no one can object to what he decides.
Fang Jun immediately decided: "It's okay if you disagree. Things will be handled according to this strategy. We can discuss the specific details carefully and make appropriate fine-tuning during implementation. However, the model of the 'production team' cannot be changed. This
This is the key to whether Huating Town can rise rapidly and even become an important town in the south of the Yangtze River!"
He made the decision, and others naturally had no objections. Since this was Fang Jun's fiefdom, he had the final say.
Pei Xingjian also nodded and said: "No problem, the general will make a detailed plan immediately, write a plan and submit it to the chief manager for decision. However, there is another matter that makes the general a little worried..."
"What's the matter?"
"The population is not enough..." Pei Xingjian spread his hands and said distressedly.
The existing population of tens of thousands is indeed quite large, but if it is spread among so many stalls, it is a bit overwhelming. Moreover, Fang Jun's plan is very detailed, and there are detailed standards for what goals must be achieved in how much time.
Upon hearing this, Fang Jun was helpless...
If you have no money, you can find ways to make it, but if the population is not enough, what can you do?
Now is the time of peace, not the end of the dynasty, and the world is in turmoil. You can gather refugees from everywhere and even plunder civilians everywhere.
Su Dingfang interjected at this time: "A few days ago, didn't the chief manager say that there was a way to make the Jiangnan nobles give up the reeds on the seaside?"
Fang Junqi asked: "What does this have to do with population?"
Pei Xingjian slapped his thigh and said, "Thank you, Governor Su, for reminding me! Chief Manager, there are a lot of people in this reed marsh!"