Thinking back to when Zhou Qingfeng's grassroots team started in Manhattan, New York, the process was full of ups and downs. Every time they gathered a few people, they soon collapsed due to some kind of storm. At the highest number, there were thousands of people, but they finally took the "Aurora"
Only about five hundred people left.
A series of lessons taught Zhou Qingfeng that having more people is not necessarily a good thing. If people are united, they are indeed powerful, but if there are many people with mixed thoughts, it will only be a matter of time for a group to disband. To pursue a revolutionary cause, the most important thing is to have unified thoughts.
.If your thoughts are not unified, what a fart!
Zhou Qingfeng has been dealing with the external threats faced by the legion, and the management of internal affairs has been handed over to Lina Fox. The two of them work together very well, and the legion has developed extremely quickly. But now there is obviously some serious illness in the legion that requires Zhou Qingfeng to step forward.
Come and solve it.
After listening to Miss Fox's story, Zhou Qingfeng did not go directly to Federo. He first sent an order to the secret camp on Great Abaco Island, and then Qingqi Jian Cong took to the streets alone. He wanted to see for himself what he was doing.
What is the situation in the territory below?
Wearing goggles, a leather jacket, and riding a three-wheeled motorcycle, Zhou Qingfeng was walking through the city streets of Havana. The sun hung hazy in the sky today, and the temperature was indeed much higher than a month ago. Everything in the city was exposed.
Explicitly displayed.
The urban construction in Cuba is still at the level of the 1950s and 1960s, and many buildings can even be traced back a hundred years ago. Although the "Aurora Legion" renovated a large part of the city after the nuclear bomb attack, the style of the entire city has not changed.
Most of the pedestrians on the road have smiles on their faces and walk calmly. Although they are still wrapped in thick cotton clothes, you can already feel the style of tropical residents from their demeanor. After all, those who can survive now are the lucky ones. In the future,
Life will only get better and better, and everyone is very confident in this.
Free, romantic, free and easy, walking on the century-old gravel road, looking at the colorful houses with different shapes on both sides of the street, even Zhou Qingfeng, who is used to being nervous, will feel a sense of comfort.
Cuba's industry is very poor, relying on the sugar industry, mining industry, tourism and remittances as its main sources of income. Zhou Qingfeng thought of Lina's tone when talking about Cuba, and he still didn't understand what kind of country it was, but now he has
Really felt it.
To put it bluntly, this is a place of laziness and petty bourgeoisie. If you think about the fact that among the Cuban revolutionary leaders was Che Guevara, a literary and youthful figure, you know that this country cannot produce a strong-blooded figure like Bismarck.
Damn it, I opened the mine in the wrong place!
But then consider that the entire Caribbean and South America are countries full of tropical style. Going to other places is even worse. Cuba has experienced the baptism of revolution, and the people here are already hard-working and willing to work. Other countries are even more troublesome.
Alas...why am I in America? It's too strong here and too scummy. It's better than Africa, which only knows how to hang out. If I were allowed to go to the other side of the earth and dominate the world, why would I?
So frustrated?
But I can have sex... No! I have chosen the place I chose, and I must continue to do it no matter what!
Zhou Qingfeng left the city on his motorcycle and headed to a greenhouse farm in the suburbs. In order to supply the hundreds of thousands of people in the city, the Army spent a lot of manpower and financial resources and built more than 10,000 greenhouses in one go.
Greenhouse.
And in the densely packed greenhouse, what Zhou Qingfeng saw made him want to kill immediately!
One after another, the greenhouses were cold and dark, and the vegetables grown inside were all frozen to death regardless of their growth conditions. The portable boilers that were supposed to be hot were not taken care of at all, and the cold hearth was filled with ashes.
, it looks like it has never been cleaned.
"Damn it, I worked so hard to save more people, and these people just repay me like this?" Zhou Qingfeng walked through several rows of greenhouses and finally found one with a fire and smoke coming out.
When I entered, I found a dozen workers sleeping inside.
It's fucking past ten o'clock in the morning, the sun is beating down on our butts, and these bastards are actually sleeping, and they can't even wake them up.
The temperature inside the greenhouse is very warm. There should have been one portable boiler installed here, but three are installed here. The fire is burning brightly, mung beans are still being cooked in a pot, and there is a light aroma of porridge floating in the air. Several workers are working on it.
He still talks while sleeping.
I worked so hard to get the mung beans to make seeds!
I'm going to kill all of you losers!
This is by no means a matter of a day or two, and this is by no means a matter of overnight.
Zhou Qingfeng's face was as dark as a layer of pot ash. He walked out of the greenhouse and continued to inspect the agricultural area that supplied the city's needs. He wanted to find out how serious this situation was and how widespread it was.
There are more than 10,000 greenhouses, one-fifth of which have cold furnaces. The remaining one-third have poor planting results. Only about half of the greenhouses are operating well. And these half of the greenhouses have a
Characteristically, workers either have been engaged in agriculture before or have a strong sense of crisis.
For those hard-working workers, Zhou Qingfeng inevitably stepped forward and asked a few more questions. When he revealed his identity, he immediately caused a small sensation, and many people were willing to express their inner thoughts to him.
"The main reason is that there are too few people who know management. Many people don't know what they should do at all?"
"There are lazy people everywhere. Some people feel that their lives are guaranteed by the army, so they are unwilling to work, or they just do a few jobs."
"It doesn't matter if you do it well or badly, naturally some people won't want to do it well."
"Actually, it's not just our farm. The situation in factories is even more serious. Now the quality of factory products is declining, and many people are just messing around."
"There are also people who use the power they have to secretly make profits. It is impossible to tell whether the output in a greenhouse is more or less. Many people are making a fortune by taking advantage of various loopholes in agricultural areas."
Zhou Qingfeng talked with the workers in the agricultural area all afternoon, and he kept sighing in his heart. There are unscrupulous people everywhere in the world.
Many people wanted more after they stabilized. Among them were not only Hispanics, but also Chinese who were direct descendants of Zhou Qingfeng. The various regulations established by the legion became obstacles to their making a fortune, and they immediately found ways to fight against them.
These worms will not even consider that if the legion is ruined because of this, the most unlucky people are those at the bottom of society. They will only satisfy themselves first. Call them stupid, they have extremely sophisticated ideas for all kinds of tricks that harm the public and enrich themselves.
"This forces me to use the big weapon of 'household contracting and joint production contracting'!" Zhou Qingfeng understood that to deal with the current situation of weak governance system, lack of management personnel, and low production level, he had to rely solely on killing people.
This is not possible. There must be management methods that adapt to the current productivity.
Since I can't control it, I might as well just ignore it!
I converted these greenhouses into investments and contracted them out.
"Pay enough to the legion, keep enough to the collective, and the rest is yours. If you don't do well, you can just starve to death."