Chapter 105 Being a Capitalist Can't Save Dongyang
Hearing Jing Qingqi's simple and rude words of praise, almost all the clan members were stunned.
But soon, the smart people came to their senses and realized the subtlety of Jing Zhengwei's plan.
"As expected of a brother..."
Jing Zhengwu took a long breath and showed a convinced smile.
"Tsk."
Jing Zhengfeng picked up the wine bottle and took a sip, glanced at Le Yu, and immediately looked away.
Feiwei pulled Jing Zhengtang and whispered a few words. Jing Zhengtang suddenly realized it and gave a thumbs up to Leyu: "Feiwei also thinks you are very powerful, brother!"
Only Le Yu looked around in a daze, looking at their jealous yet submissive expressions, feeling at a loss in her heart.
What do you mean? Why do everyone look like "I've realized it"?
What on earth are you thinking about? I'm obviously making jokes to ridicule you!
"You are worthy of being my good son...cough cough cough..." Jing Qingqi took two heavy breaths of Baixia, a blush appeared on her old and gloomy face, and Le Yu snorted at the sight - don't look at it with a blush.
me!
Jing Qingfu's voice was full of irrepressible joy: "Only you realize what the real problem our Jing family needs to solve!"
"Zhengwu wants to solve the small group of workers who want to resist, Zhengwei wants to solve all workers, and Zhengtang even wants to solve the existing worker employment system... But those are just appearances!"
"I've told you from the beginning - the problem we are facing is that Silver Blood will have objections to the Jing family!"
"Whether it's workers, riots, or systems, they're actually not that important. As long as we have the resources, even if we don't take a step back, what can those losers do?"
"If they want to riot, we will call the army to suppress them."
"If they want to negotiate, we will buy off the differences and delay them until they give in."
"They are going on strike, haha, they will be the first to starve to death!"
"Our Jing family has been in business for so many years, how can we be overthrown by this group of mud-legged people with soft bones? They are grass and machines. They were born to strengthen our Jing family and serve our Jing family."
Jing Qingfu glanced at the other three brothers: "Zhengwu, Zhengwei, and Zhengtang, your suggestions are all very good, but what you have solved is to make the machine produce faster and more efficiently, and to make the grass more obedient for us to harvest - these things
The Jing family has always been able to do it, it just depends on the efficiency."
"Only Zhengwei." Jing Qingqi looked at Le Yu, the flashing light in his pupils was simply the look of 'an old capitalist has finally found the heir with the most evil heart': "He has grasped the key to the problem - the Silver Blood Society!"
"The problem we really want to solve is to prevent the Silver Blood Association from finding our troubles, to let the Silver Blood Association see our attitude, and to let other chambers of commerce realize the power of the Jing family!"
At this time, other tribesmen finally reacted and couldn't help but answer: "Public opinion!"
"Yes, it's public opinion!" Jing Qingqing took a deep breath, and a long string of white clouds from the glass vase was sucked in by the storm along the tube. It really had the style of an immortal eating clouds and swallowing mist: "You guys are upright, upright, and upright.
All other methods are too slow, only Zhengwei’s method can be directly effective!”
"Moreover, yours is a business way, a domineering way, an evil way, but Zhengwei's move... is the kingly way!"
"As long as other chambers of commerce see the Jing family's attitude, it will be a victory for the Jing family!"
He coughed twice and said with a smile: "Of course, Zhengwei's own advice is also very good... "Workers do these things and become big mine owners in five years"... Zhengwei, please tell me briefly. This is probably an article
What kind of article."
"Um..." Le Yu couldn't make up any beautiful articles for a while, so he casually said based on his impressions from his previous life: "Probably, I have a worker friend who is lazy when he sees other workers, but he is the only one who is lazy."
He worked hard to mine all the time. One day, the mine owner discovered his honesty and diligence, so he promoted him to open a branch mine. Five years later, he has become a big mine owner through hard work and hard work..."
"Hahahaha - cough, cough, cough!" Jing Qingqi laughed so hard that he almost breathed out. The housekeeper quickly rubbed his back to help him breathe. He took a sip of Baixia, took a full minute to catch his breath, and suddenly turned his head.
Asked: "Ford, do you have a printing shop at home?"
Butler Ford said: "No, but the poet is selling off his properties recently, including a printing house..."
"Go and buy it." Jing Qingfu ordered: "Zhengwei, I will leave this matter to you. Make sure your newspaper is spread throughout the streets and alleys, even in the inner city - as for it is
Whether you lose money or make money depends on your ability."
"Then……"
Jing Qingqi fell silent, looking at the other three brothers while sucking Baixia.
The Huifu Hall also fell silent. Zhengwu and the supporters in the main hall were sweating on their foreheads. They realized that in this sudden assessment, the eldest young master Jing Zhengwei undoubtedly won the first place, and Jing Qingqi is still
With the power of the head of the family, if he really chooses to make the eldest young master his heir...
As the legitimate son and eldest grandson, Jing Zhengwei is naturally the first heir. If Jing Qingqi wants to support Jing Zhengfeng, a bastard, the tribesmen can still prevent opposition, but if he chooses Jing Zhengwei, the tribesmen have no room for opposition.
Even from the beginning, the tribesmen believed that Jing Zhengwei was the next head of the family. Jing Qingqi's various behaviors showed that he had given up on Jing Zhengwei, so the tribesmen turned their attention to Jing Zhengwu and Jing Zhengtang - where did they go?
It can be expected that Jing Qingqi, an old bastard, would turn around!
After a long time, Jing Qingji finally said:
"... Your opinions also have many merits and can complement each other. Zhengfeng, I will hand over two factories to you - you cannot refuse, unless you feel that you are a waste among the four brothers."
Jing Zhengfeng, who was about to speak, immediately closed his mouth when he heard these words.
"There are many things. It's one thing to know how to do it, but it's another thing to know whether you can do it well."
Jing Qingqi took a deep breath of Baixia and said: "I am an old man, I can still hold on for a long time. I hope you... don't let me down."
After saying that, Jing Qingqi let go of the catheter he was biting and motioned to the housekeeper to push him back to rest.
When Jing Qingfu's figure completely disappeared into the back hall, Jing Zhengfeng immediately stood up: "Since there is nothing wrong, I will go back. I can't even eat when I look at you."
Jing Zhengwu smiled politely and said, "To each other."
"Fourth brother..." Jing Zhengtang wanted to say something else, but Jing Zhengfeng had already walked away as fast as flying, as if he was afraid of something.
"Qinglan, let's go."
Le Yu stood up and patted Qing Lan on the shoulder. Qing Lan quickly stood up and asked in a low voice: "Master, are we leaving now?"
"Otherwise? I'm full. Are you full?"
"without……"
"But I'm full and don't want to sit down. I can just walk from here to the door to digest it. Do you want to stay here and continue eating or...?"
Qinglan glanced at the Jing family members around her and realized that this was not a multiple-choice question, but a proposition. She shook her head repeatedly: "I will go with the young master."
"Then let's go." Le Yu waved his hand: "Goodbye, brothers."
"Goodbye, brother." "Goodbye, brother."
Jing Zhengwu and Jing Zhengtang responded one after another and watched Le Yu and Qinglan leave the Huifu Hall.
However, the news tonight was so exciting that many people had no intention of eating. The family banquet ended hastily, and the table full of dishes was left to be handled by the loyal and obedient servants. The Jing family, after finishing the big party,
, quickly started their own small gathering, secretly discussing whether they should take sides and surrender.
…
"Father can't last long, this is the final test."
On the way back to the room, Jing Zhengwu said calmly: "Although I still have the advantage, it's better to be more cautious, especially if my brother suddenly takes the 'kingly' route, which is even more troublesome... What kind of support can the Qin family give me?"
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Qin Yueshi held Jing Zhengwu's hand, her beautiful eyes were full of charm, her pretty face gently pressed against her fiancé's shoulder, and said: "It is not easy to do business, and it is even more difficult to manage workers. Some changes in the revolution may be possible.
Causing panic among the workers... Your brothers may encounter some 'setbacks' if they want to carry out reforms."
"Thank you... Perhaps, this is a lesson that our brothers must learn." Jing Zhengtang sighed:
"Businessmen just want to hurt people..."
…
"Oh, don't hit me, don't move, I'm going to draw crookedly."
In the bedroom under the warm white light, Jing Zhengtang took an eyebrow pencil and carefully drew Fei Wei's eyebrows. He saw Fei Wei's slightly angry expression and smiled: "I understand what you mean. The eldest brother and the fourth brother are valued by their father. The second brother is valued by his father.
Brother still has the absolute advantage, but we are actually still in a precarious situation."
"But isn't this how we came here before? Every time we were at a disadvantage, every time we came back and won... Although this time the opponent was my brother, it's actually the same."
"You, just relax and don't think too much, otherwise if you get crow's feet at a young age, I will, I will..."
Noticing Fei slightly grinding her teeth and staring at him, as if she was a fried kitten, Jing Zhengtang's voice became smaller and smaller, and he suddenly got wise: "Then I will try to grow older, so that everyone will think that you are inserting it."
Flowers on cow dung!”
…
"Three Gang Leaders!" "Hello, Third Gang Leaders!"
Returning to the headquarters of the Qinghong Gang in the outer city, Jing Zhengfeng came to the hall and saw several brothers drinking and eating. He squeezed one of them aside and sat down, drinking and eating meat. The gangsters who were squeezed out didn't take it seriously and went to help.
He came over to sit on the stool and asked with a smile: "Boss, what did you gain from returning home this time? Did the Jing family send you a big red envelope?"
"Don't mention it, that old man has caused me two big troubles." Jing Zhengfeng drained the bottle of wine in one gulp, put down the wine, and suddenly turned to look at the gang members beside him: "Da Qiang, beat me."
Daqiang blinked: "Boss, are you drunk?"
"I'm not drunk, don't worry so much, just punch me with all your strength."
"Drunk people say they are not drunk..."
"If you don't hit me, I'll hit you."
"Okay, okay." Daqiang had never heard such a strange request before. He stood up and put on a posture, and suddenly shouted loudly. Countless gongs and drums sounded throughout the hall, and a huge cannonball exploded with one punch!
Aiki combat method·Fire of artillery fire!
Jing Zhengfeng drew a circle with his left hand, accurately caught the cannonball and exploded, and hit Daqiang into the wall with a backhand palm.
Biting combat method·Yu Yong!
"Boss, why are you fighting back..." Daqiang touched his head with a bitter look on his face: "You just found a reason to hit me, right?
"Of course if you hit me, I will fight back." Jing Zhengfeng snorted and looked at his hands, but he thought of the two confrontations with Jing Zhengwei just now.
The first time, he made a backhand move called Huang Jie, which was broken by Jing Zhengwei's punch.
The second time, facing Jing Zhengwei's straight punch, he backhanded Yu Yong. Jing Zhengwei actually accurately found the loophole that Yu Yong had not closed, and punched through Yu Yong's hole.
If it was a coincidence the first time, it can't be a coincidence the second time.
However, Jing Zhengwei's attack did not cause a light explosion at all, which means that he relied solely on experience and intuition to decipher the tactics and techniques with his fists...
But I have been struggling for so many years, and I have finally reached the threshold of entering the palace.
To be able to crack his own biting technique so easily, could it be that Jing Zhengwei's biting technique is at a level...
"It seems..." Jing Zhengfeng put his feet on the dining table and thought to himself: "My brothers are not just wine bags and rice bags..."
…
In the bedroom of Jing Mansion, Qing Lan's face was flushed, her forehead was covered with fine sweat, her mouth was slightly open, but her eyes were full of satisfaction, and her expression was charming and alluring.
Whoosh——whoosh——
She is eating hot and sour noodles.
Although Qing Lan tried her best to suppress her voice, the hot and sour rice noodles were so sour and refreshing that she could still taste it.
"Sir, you're going to get cold if you don't eat!" Qing Lan felt that it was too embarrassing for her to be the only one who swore so loudly, so she urged Le Yu.
“It’s delicious even when it’s cold.”
Le Yu sat on the desk after a long absence, recording what happened in Jingyuan tonight, trying to clarify what happened through review——
He is a good steel proletarian, an undercover agent in the white night, an assassin of an unknown organization, a capitalist who thinks about liberating the people all day long, a weak little bourgeoisie, how come he is suddenly responsible for running a newspaper?
He was just talking casually!
How can he run a newspaper? He can write jokes!
Le Yu is an experienced joker, and he has always been able to write jokes.
If you just write jokes, then it is not called a newspaper. It can be renamed "Official Account", "Story Club" or "Zhihu".
"Sir, I'm full."
Qing Lan's face turned red, "The smell in the room is too strong. Master, please eat quickly, otherwise you will have to sleep with the spicy and sour smell tonight."
"Actually, I'm not hungry. I don't want to eat now."
"Then why did you buy...?"
"Didn't you say you weren't full? I saw you staring at the hot and sour noodles when I was passing by the snack street, so I bought it for you."
Qinglan blinked: "Then...why do you want to buy two copies?"
"Yeah, why buy two copies?"
Le Yu turned around and said thoughtfully: "Is it because..."
Qing Lan looked at Le Yu expectantly.
"...I thought you could have two servings?"
"Sir, how could I eat two portions?" Qing Lan twitched her lips: "I am also a girl after all..."
"You are discriminating. Girls can also eat two servings of hot and sour noodles. You are depriving girls of their right to eat two servings of hot and sour noodles." Le Yu made some random remarks: "How about you eat some more?
I really can’t eat a whole bowl.”
"I..." Qinglan hesitated: "Okay, then I'll eat a little more."
Le Yu continued to think about running a newspaper.
Should I do it? How should I do it? Who should I contact?
Jing Zhengwei doesn't know many cultural people, so if Yin Yinyin...
Why?
Le Yu stopped writing, and an ingenious idea came to his mind. It was so genius that he almost wanted to do some somersaults to cheer him up.
"Sir, I've eaten a third of it, it's your turn."
Qing Lan calmly handed the chopsticks and bowl to Le Yu. Le Yu, who was deep in thought, subconsciously took them and sipped the noodles in big mouthfuls.
Although Le Yu still doesn't understand why he, a capitalist of the Faker class, was suddenly assigned to run a newspaper.
However, this is an incredible opportunity——
After all, being a capitalist cannot save Dongyang.
PS: It’s a big chapter of 4000 words. I’ll update it first today and listen to the Japanese catechism (touch) and the (fish) plot.
Maybe some students have already guessed after reading this, and I will write a few Wenqiao public plots next - but you may have learned this Wenqiao work in Chinese textbooks.
