At noon, Chen Tianji Tea House in Outer City District.
"Since that bastard passed away, my waist no longer hurts, my legs no longer hurt, and I feel energetic when I work!"
"Haha, it's the same in our place. A bastard factory manager left, and an old captain was replaced to take charge of us. He also paid off all the wages owed to us at once. Everyone is working very energetically these days!"
"Don't insult dogs. Dogs can understand what people say, but people can't understand what dogs say. Those bastard factory directors can't understand what people say, and they can't speak nonsense but they insist on saying it. Dogs
Much smarter than them!"
"Yes, that makes sense! Haha! You should submit your article to Youth Daily, maybe you can earn some royalties!"
"Are you out of date? This is the latest content of Youth Daily. I copied it, hehe."
Mu Qingmei was eating cold fish skin and fried sauce while fishing in the alkaline water, while listening to the chats of the workers next to her, feeling secretly proud in her heart.
Both the "Youth Daily" and the "work reform" plan are closely connected with her, so she naturally has the qualifications to be proud.
Although there is no actual covenant and they have not even met each other, Jing Zhengwei and Yin Yinyin have already begun in-depth cooperation with Bai Ye, and Yin Minghong is the bridge and executor between the two parties.
Within Baiye, they called the plan to "promote worker representatives to replace chamber of commerce leaders" as "industrial reform."
In fact, many people thought at the beginning that Jing Zhengwei just wanted to use Bai Ye to achieve his own goals, and did not really improve the workers' environment. He might even be killing the donkeys and discarding them like rags after squeezing Bai Ye's value.
But when they saw that Jing Zhengwei really delegated his power completely to Yin Minghong, and was even willing to settle the workers' arrears - even if the assets of other chambers of commerce were used - they gradually became convinced of Jing Zhengwei.
There is no way, Xuanzhu Baiye has been too miserable these years. They are like fertile soil living in the mud. Even if they try their best, they can only slow down the speed of being polluted by the mud, and the mud is full of infinite
A blooming flower of sin that absorbs nutrients.
Their clean soil cannot grow flowers belonging to the white night at all.
At this time, the foreign evil land of Morning Wind, ‘Yin Yin Yin’, appeared.
In fact, everyone did not agree very much with Yin Minghong's cooperation with Yin Yin Yin, but as time went by, Xuan Zhu Baiye discovered that "Yin Yin Yin" could do many things that they could not do.
And the most successful one is that ‘Yin Yin Yin’ successfully cultivated Jing Zhengwei into Xuanzhu’s No. 1 White Lotus!
With Jing Zhengwei as their backer, Bai Ye has also ushered in an era where they can do whatever they want. Among the worker supervisors in one hundred and fifty-six factories and stores, one-fifth are Bai Ye's people, and one-third of them have been tested.
Expressing yearning for Bai Ye’s thoughts.
In just a few months, Xuanzhu Baiye has experienced unprecedented expansion!
The most obvious change is that at the small White Night gathering a few days ago, the White Night Walkers all changed from their usual sad and bitter faces. Their eyes were full of hope, and they enthusiastically discussed the details of the 'work reform' plan and subsequent responses.
plan.
In the past, every time the seniors saw Mu Qingmei, they would say, ‘You must practice hard’, but at that gathering, no one paid any attention to Mu Qingmei!
They looked forward to Mu Qingmei so much before because they had no hope, and Mu Qingmei represents the hope of the next generation; but now that they have discovered that they can also have a second spring, they naturally have no need for Mu Qingmei!
Just like when the big player is out of practice, you can only rely on the trumpet. But now that the point washing service is suddenly launched, everyone will naturally pick up the big player and continue playing, and the trumpet can just hang up and develop on its own!
Mu Qingmei was very satisfied with this, and she felt less guilty even when she was practicing.
At this time, a group of people from Linjun passed by outside the shop, and the noise in the teahouse became lowered. It was not until the people from Linjun left that the noise resumed.
Suddenly someone asked: "...How much money did they rob?"
‘They’ didn’t say who they were, but everyone knew what he was asking.
"It must be a lot. You see, the big bosses and masters are not willing to give it. Only Jing Zhengwei and his army rob Wang Haigong and Wang Haigong's little daughter will they be willing to pay." Another well-informed tea guest sneered.
Said: "It must be so much that they would rather cut off their descendants than give it to them."
"After being robbed of so much money, will the bosses be able to pay us wages in the future?"
"What are you afraid of? It's not the boss who pays our salary now, it's our supervisor who pays it to us."
"Is Wang Haigong's daughter pretty?"
"She must be very beautiful. Otherwise, why would Jing Zhengwei snatch her? According to me, Jing Zhengwei must not only have snatched Wang Haigong's daughter, but also the other good-looking daughters of the gentleman. I'm afraid they were all sent to his home and harmed by him."
"I'm going to be a groom every night!"
"you do not say!"
"Can he make it?"
"You don't understand. Rich people can take medicine. I heard from the relatives of my uncle's friend's co-worker that there is a medicine in Xiangxuehai. Taking it can make you long-lasting and powerful, just like the machines in the factory.
Boom, boom, boom, it works non-stop for days and nights!”
Everyone sighed, "I'm so jealous!"
"According to me, this Jing Zhengwei is not a good person," a tea guest said in excitement, "Look, he led Lin Haijun to rob all the money of the rich people in Xuanzhu County. Don't interrupt.
Do you think that rich people’s money has nothing to do with you? You’re wrong!”
"The rich also have to spend money. If the rich don't spend money, what's the difference between this money and shit? Only when the rich have money can they hire workers, hire servants, and buy delicacies. Now Jing Zhengwei and others have robbed their money.
What are the rich people going to do? They must have less money to spend."
"If they spend less money, it means that someone must be out of work. Do you think this is true?"
"You have been enjoying watching these days, but Linhai is not only robbing the rich, but also robbing Xuanzhu County's money, that is, robbing our money!"
You may not understand other words, but with the finishing touch of "rob our money", everyone's brains are spinning immediately.
"yes!"
"Linjun is not a good person, and neither is Jing Zhengwei!"
“How can there be good people among rich people?”
"Don't forget, when it comes to cannibalism, the Jing family used to be the most powerful!"
"My neighbor's daughter was sold to the Jing family by her gambling father. She died a few years ago for unknown reasons..."
"I heard that Jing Zhengwei used to be very lecherous..."
Mu Qingmei was angry when she heard this, and wanted to loudly clear up Jing Zhengwei's name, but when the words came to her lips, she didn't know what to say.
Because there are many fabricated elements in the words of these teahouse workers, but they are generally correct.
When Jing Zhengwei helped the Navy steal money, he indeed robbed the entire Xuanzhu County's assets. Even if those assets had only equivalent value but no use value, it would seriously damage the Xuanzhu County's economic situation.
The bad reputation of the Jing family and Jing Zhengwei is completely irrefutable and does not even need to be slandered.
These Xingdou people, exhausting their imaginations, cannot imagine the many crimes committed by the Jing family and the deplorable past of Jing Zhengwei himself.
The rumors they said about the petty quarrel were already clearing the Jing family's name.
'Hmph, if it weren't for Jing Zhengwei, how would you have the money and the time to go out for tea and dinner?' Mu Qing thought with an evil eyebrow.
How can the workers at the bottom have money to go out to eat out at noon? It was because of the settlement of arrears a few days ago that many workers made a fortune and spent money lavishly.
The problem of worker arrears is quite serious in Xuanzhu County. Which factory manager will not line his own pockets? There is a reason why workers hate factory owners. It’s just that they had no ability to bargain before, and they could only do everything possible to please and pray to the factory manager.
Pity, even so, the bottom workers are just barely getting by.
Therefore, Mu Qingmei was angry for a while. She took one look at the workers' slovenly faces, rough skin and tattered clothes, and all her anger disappeared.
Instead, there is infinite fighting spirit——
After the industrial reform, the Xuanzhu Trade Union was established;
Then, the patrol team was dismantled, the patrol guards were reorganized, and the workers' guard team was established;
After that, the slave system was abolished, it was forbidden to put "grace locks" on others, and the "grace locks" were restricted to animal husbandry;
There are also public trials of slave owners and capitalists, as well as old officials and nobles;
There's still a lot to do, a lot.
She will work with other White Night Walkers to transform their hometown into what they dreamed of.
She wants everyone to know that Jing Zhengwei is a bad person, but not just a bad person.
Mu Qingmei glanced at the people in the teahouse, threw down her meal money and left in a majestic manner.
Those of you who question Jing Zhengwei, just wait!
In a few months, I’ll slap you in the face!
snort!
Mu Qingmei returned to the newspaper office, rushed to the editor-in-chief's office on the third floor, opened the door and said, "Sister Qinglan! Let's write a report for President Jing!"
no!
The more I think about it, the angrier I get!
If you have to wait a few months for a slap in the face, what's the point?
It would be more fun to slap their faces tomorrow!
"Ah?" Qinglan raised her head and glanced at Mu Qingmei: "Why?"
Mu Qingmei sat down and said, "Hasn't President Jing done a lot of good things these days? I think we should write a report on him so that everyone can have a correct understanding of President Jing."
Hu Yansluo, who was writing at the desk next to him, asked curiously: "What is the correct understanding? The big devil?"
"No!" Mu Qingmei glanced at her: "I obviously meant good things!"
"I thought you were talking sarcastically..."
"No!"
A few days ago, Qing Lan would bring this innocent and charming girl with her to work. People in the newspaper office only knew her as Silo. She was the editor-in-chief's assistant and she would not leave the editor-in-chief's office.
But when she passed by or left with the editor-in-chief, the entire editorial office on the second floor would become silent, and everyone's eyes, regardless of gender, would follow them until they disappeared into the stairwell.
Mu Qingmei originally thought that this beautiful girl was a member of the Jing family, but it wasn't until she mentioned it to Yin Minghong when she went home that she realized that this quiet and lovely girl was the youngest daughter of Wang Haigong, a real noble lady.
As for why Qing Lan takes her to work...
I contacted the information that Jing Zhengwei no longer comes to the newspaper office and seems to be staying at home...
Mu Qingmei didn't know anything and didn't dare to ask anything.
"What misconceptions do people outside have about President Jing?" Qing Lan asked.
Mu Qingmei said: "That's right, I thought that President Jing was the same heinous villain as before, which sounds very uncomfortable. We all know that President Jing has changed a lot!"
"So you are angry because outsiders misunderstood President Jing, so you want to clarify for President Jing?"
"Yes, that's right!"
"Qingmei, you really protect President Jing's reputation. Do you respect him?"
"Well..." Mu Qing thought for a while and shook her head: "It's not about respect. It's just that compared to before, the impression he gave me is not that bad."
"Then what impression do you have of President Jing now?"
"What is my impression of President Jing? I think President Jing is smart, rational, has an overall view, has great perseverance, has dreams, and has good strength. Although he doesn't speak nicely, he is easy to get along with, and he is quite cute -
—”
While Mu Qingmei was talking endlessly about her impression of Jing Zhengwei, she glanced at Qing Lan and found that the latter was staring at her with a smile on her face.
Suddenly, a chill hit my heart.
As a talented warrior, her intuition made her say this on a whim:
"——And Sister Qinglan and I are a perfect match for each other!"
Qinglan's face turned red: "Hey? You, what are you talking about..."
"Really, I think you two are so perfect for each other. When you write a report, you should also include Sister Qinglan. Without Sister Qinglan, President Jing would definitely not be as successful as he is now."
"How can it be so exaggerated..."
"Yes, absolutely yes. Sister Qinglan, if you don't let me write, I will eat fish skin until I die!"
Seeing Qing Lan lowering her head in embarrassment, Mu Qingmei took the opportunity and breathed a sigh of relief.
Almost everyone was gone.
She finally knew that being a spy was really dangerous.
