Chapter 253 A madman speaks crazy words, the meaning of light
Qian Huan had many questions in his mind and raised them one by one.
He asked: "Those stubborn guys at the top of the prison system will definitely try to obstruct us, so what should we do?"
Wang Cong knew what was going on and answered each one calmly.
He said: "We can sign a more favorable agreement with them and share the profits with them to give them more generous profits."
Qian Huan was not very happy in his heart. His uncle's body was still cold. Qian Huan was a narrow-minded person and he still had strong hatred hidden in his heart.
Qian Huan gritted his teeth: "These people always feel that we are cutting meat from them because of the share reform of the second supervisory system. We are willing to share the profits with them, but they may not be willing to share the profits with us."
Wang Cong replied: "Then sign an agreement directly with the ruling government."
Qian Huan: "What agreement?"
Wang Cong: "The agreement to contract all the death row inmates in the ninth district. The contract is signed with the ruling government based on the per capita price and the minimum number of admissions is set every year. These death row inmates are in the second prison We will return a certain percentage of the value created to the ruling government in the coming year.”
Wang Cong paused and licked his lips:
"In this way, we will never lack prisoners in the future. The Ninth District Executive Government will provide our second prison with a steady stream of the best quality food every year, oh no , is the strongest prisoner on death row."
Qian Huan's eyes widened. This time he looked at Wang Cong as if he was looking at a devil. He murmured. :
"Wang Cong, your idea is really crazy. In this way, the people of the ninth district will probably be grateful to you. You have single-handedly greatly improved the security level of our district. "
Wang Cong was not disturbed by Qian Huan's praise in his heart. He only had Feng Mu in his heart now. Warden Qian Huan's praise would not make him feel any emotion at all.
But then he thought: "The warden is not praising me. His exclamations and praises are actually directed at Feng Mu. I am just taking charge of Feng Mu temporarily."
This As soon as he thought about it, Wang Cong felt that Qian Huan's praise became more pleasant, and his smile suddenly became sincere and bright.
"Yes, in the future every household in the nine districts should set up a sign for Feng Mu and burn incense to worship him." Wang Cong thought in his heart.
“…So, how to deal with the problem of audience?”
“We can divide the audience into online and offline parts. For offline, we can adopt an invitation system and membership system, strictly control the number of admissions and quality. As for online, online broadcast rights can be sold to TV stations or online platforms.”
"What about the fees? Do you only charge tickets?"
"Of course not. Tickets are the most basic. You can also add gambling to increase the profit. In short, the bigger the plate, the more you can make, and the more ways you can make money. "
"Will the prisoners be obedient?"
"Give it to them? Feed them well, clothe them well, don't beat them at will, let them live with dignity like a human being, and then die with dignity, how can they not want to? If they don't want to do this, then they are too unhuman. "
“…Will there be boycott if it’s too bloody?”
"Signing the certificate of life and death in front of the camera, just do it in a formal way. There is no one who can't die in a martial arts fight. If you don't die, it will be a match-fixing. If it doesn't work, we can let everyone vote anonymously on the Internet to decide whether it will be done or not. The power is given to them."
Qian Huan felt the sparks of wisdom colliding through the glass wall. His face turned red as if he was about to climax, and he laughed. :
“Interesting, give the right to vote to everyone, no matter whether it is true or false, the result is self-evident. Anyway, if it were me, I would definitely curse bloody cruelty while remaining firm. voted in favor of continuing the event.”
When Wang Cong heard it for the first time, he behaved exactly like Qian Huan, admiring Feng Mu’s insight into human nature.
Qian Huan couldn't help applauding: "Wang Cong, you really amaze me more and more. I really want to cut open your head and see what's inside." Wang Cong automatically Shield changed his name, and when the words fell into his ears, it became "Feng Mu, you really amaze me even more..."
Wang Cong grinned as sincerely and innocently as a child.
…….
Time passed quietly amidst the endless questions and answers. Qian Huan’s eyes towards Wang Cong gradually became softer and more satisfied. He now really wanted to bring Wang Cong back. Cong Tie died beside him, becoming his absolute confidant.
Qian Huan's mouth went dry when he asked, and finally he couldn't think of any new questions for a while, so he gently turned his attention to the gourd behind Wang Cong.
In fact, that conspicuous object came into Qian Huan's sight from the moment Wang Cong stepped into the office, but at that time he did not have any curiosity about it and was too lazy to ask more.
Now he had to ask to show his concern for his close subordinates.
Qian Huan asked with a smile: "What is in your gourd?"
Wang Cong gently stroked the gourd, with love that spanned life and death in his eyes, and he said deeply: "This contains the ashes of my parents."
Qian Huan's face froze, with question marks on his forehead, he asked with concern: "Is it because you can't buy a cemetery? If you need help, I can help you Arrangement.”
If Qian Huan could help Wang Cong solve the cemetery problem a day ago, he might be grateful to him, but now, Wang Cong only feels the hypocrisy flowing in Qian Huan's blood, making him want to feed this "help" directly to him. To his parents.
He shook his head and said, "No, I want them to be by my side forever."
Qian Huan swallowed his saliva and barely maintained his calmness. He seemed to understand that Wang How could Cong come up with such a crazy plan?
It is only natural that a madman can come up with crazy plans.
The corner of Qian Huan's mouth curved with hypocrisy: "The love between you and your parents really moves me."
Wang Cong nodded and left. This time he didn't have to smell the smell in his nose. Just by listening, he could feel Qian Huan's hypocrisy.
"Mom and Dad, he didn't even want to ask me what day you left."
Wang Cong pushed the door open and walked slowly through the laser tunnel, he murmured Talk to yourself in a voice that only you can hear Holding the gourd, he said,
"Mom and dad, don't be angry. I know he is a bad person, but wait a little longer. When Feng Mu doesn't need him anymore, I will feed him to you."
…….
Guangming Group Headquarters.
General Manager’s Office.
Even if it is "daytime" outside and the lights of Shangcheng's butt are shining down on the world, the ceiling of the spacious office here is still lit.
The lamp panel is entrenched on the ceiling, shaped like the sun, emitting bright white light.
Not only this office, every floor of Guangming Building, every office, even the corridors and toilets, the light panels on the top are in the same sun shape, and the lights are never turned off 24 hours a day.
Because,
Isn’t the meaning of light just to shine and not to be illuminated? ! !
(End of this chapter)