Chapter 795 New Production Model [Third update, please vote]
Xiuyu is much closer to Fang Jun. After all, they also experienced a life-and-death friendship at Lishan Hot Spring. She rolled her eyes and walked behind Fang Jun in small steps. A pair of Rouyi massaged Fang Jun's shoulders and neck, biting her lip. Er said softly: "Why? How could it be so? His Highness King Wu is indeed good-looking, but we are members of the Fang family. We are born as members of the Fang family, and we die as ghosts of the Fang family..." After saying this, he blushed and said shyly: "We are Lang. Where are your people..."
Zheng Xiuer was also extremely smart. When she saw this, she hurriedly came to Fang Jun. She endured her shyness and knelt on the ground. She clenched her two little pink fists tightly and beat Fang Jun's legs. She 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 experienced too many setbacks and disasters, is still a young lady. It is inevitable that she will be shy when she speaks such words that express her true feelings in a simple way. At the end of the sentence, he was as thin as a mosquito, and he lowered his head shyly, revealing a section of pink and white neck that had been dyed red, and 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 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 be involved in secular affairs.
It wasn't that he didn't dare to attack the two little maids. Fang Jun knew what they wanted, and no matter when and where he wanted to eat them, he would never refuse. Because of this, Fang Jun doesn't want to rush into his mouth like a hungry monk. He has to have the perfect timing, atmosphere, and environment. Wouldn't it be more interesting to bite him at that time?
Who would have thought that he would not speak at this moment, but when he wanted to speak 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 the Wusong River, and the "Iron Forge" that is about to be established is also on the riverside not far upstream. Why is it called "Ironforge" by such a stupid name? There is no other intention, it’s just that Fang Jun’s extremely rare literary and youthful attributes showed up, and he wanted to pay tribute 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, gun casting, and the development of 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 super-large construction, using their own hands to fight for themselves the foundation of life and the food 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, nostalgia, or... Ethnic groups, and so on. Instead of breaking them up, we should group them into groups based on these factors to make their residences more unified and 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 connections in one way or another, they will inevitably have differences with other production teams, and there will never be any fights. Wouldn't this be a problem? Greatly delay the progress of the project? ”
"No, no, no, your understanding is wrong. I 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 twenty warships that were to be built at the same time in the dock. Several ships are in my own 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 has not elaborated 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 everyone is in this group, they will be involuntarily coerced by the entire group 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. Man is a social animal, 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"!
Learning from Dazhai in agriculture and Daqing in industry has set off a climax of construction, that is, everyone thinks that they are no worse than Dazhai and Daqing! In the end, although not everything will be like Dazhai and Daqing, compared with the initial situation, it is already a world of difference...
Pei Xingjian pondered: "This... is too strange. Although this was the case in villages in the past, such a clear distribution as that of the general manager has never been seen in ancient and modern 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 'production team' model is not allowed to change. This It is the key to whether Huating Town can rise rapidly and even become a major 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, I will make a detailed plan immediately, write a plan and submit it to the chief manager for decision. But there is another matter that I am a little worried about..."
"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 how much time must be achieved and what goals must be achieved.
Upon hearing this, Fang Jun had no choice but to do anything...
If the money is gone, he can find ways to make it, but the population is not enough, what can he do?
This is a time of peace, not the end of the dynasty or the turmoil of the world. We 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 is the connection between this and 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!" (End of Chapter)