Blackstone Code Chapter 208: Join them if you can’t beat them

Two companies specializing in the sale of industrial generators in Sabine never imagined that they were about to file for bankruptcy and get out, and a blackout that swept the city suddenly came without any precautions.

Then the merchants showed up outside their shop in trucks and talked about buying generators.

In the city hall in the center of the city, the mayor is talking to some city hall officials, including some businessmen, including Lynch.

"We want to ensure that the operation of the city is not affected by this general strike. I need you to talk to the advocates or leaders of the strike. How to solve this problem, entrepreneurs must also do a good job of it. cooperation.”

"Other things can be put aside for the time being, but companies related to urban basic living supplies must resume work as soon as possible."

"Power plants, water plants, gas stations..., I'll send some police to cooperate with you, if some...", the mayor glanced around the conference room, and everyone could see from his face that he was When the sullen in his heart, "the police will take them down."

These factories he listed are the key to the normal operation of a city. Once these basic basic supplies cannot be guaranteed, the city will soon enter anarchy due to these reasons.

When the information is not smooth, there is no electricity, and there is no water flowing from the tap, people will feel that everything is out of control. The rules that people followed in the past will collapse in an instant, and the destructiveness in the human bones will surface. will be a huge disaster.

The police chief in the conference room raised his hand, the mayor frowned slightly and then stretched out, he raised his chin, "Mr. Chief, do you have any thoughts?"

The chief of the police station is a middle-aged man in his forties. His body is a little plump, that is, a little fat.

This is normal, it has become a potential practice in the federal police to be overweight, and they think that overweight police officers are more deterrent to criminals..., although they don't know where they come from. The conclusion of the second is that the long-term inactivity of work and too many high-calorie foods make it difficult for them not to lose shape.

The director had an embarrassed look on his face, "Sir, I don't mean to offend, but the current situation in the police station is also very bad. I received a large number of resignation reports this week, and our current police force is completely insufficient to maintain daily law and order. ..."

His meaning was obvious. He and the police department did not want to be involved in matters related to the strike, and he also heard from the mayor's previous words that if someone did not cooperate, the police would take action.

It's easy to irritate the already furious strike marchers, and the police are actually the vulnerable group when faced with these situations.

At least those people dared to beat the police with their fists, but the police did not necessarily dare to shoot back.

If the trouble is too big, for example, a police officer shoots, or even kills someone, he will be unlucky in the end, but so will the police chief.

He doesn't plan to change jobs now that his life is so sad.

The mayor didn't speak, just looked at him, which made him feel a little bad, "We can let the militia or the army cooperate..."

The police chief's stupid remarks put a decidedly comical look on some people's faces, and there's no question that once the military, even just militias, enter the city on a large scale, it means the city is on the verge of getting out of control It has even gotten out of control, and the unlucky one must be the mayor.

He failed to manage the city well, lived up to the hopes placed on him by the parties and people. After the election, he is likely to lose his current authority and become an inconspicuous person.

So the mayor refused this request without hesitation, "Do as I said, and let other things go a little bit. I can understand your difficulties, can you understand my difficulties?"

The police chief nodded shyly and sat back, "Okay, I'll try..."

At this moment, Lynch, who was sitting in the corner, suddenly raised his hand, the mayor glanced at him, and then nodded, "Let's see if Mr. Lynch has any valuable speech. "

This sentence is actually not a good tone, but Lynch doesn't care, he asks a question, "Why not temporarily relinquish the management rights of the electric power company, the water power company and the energy company to the name of the city hall. under unified management?”

The mayor shook his head, "Private property is sacred and inviolable. This is written into the charter, and the Federation will not support me in doing so..." He paused, "Is there anyone else to speak? "

Except for the government and the military, which are owned by the federal government, most things in the federation are private. In fact, the reason is very simple. The federal finances may not be able to support them to operate so many things, and they must guarantee be profitable.

The government cannot oppress and exploit the working class like businessmen do, which is also doomed that many things can only be privatized and run by "black-hearted businessmen", and only they can operate well and guarantee profits.

The simplest example is the public transportation company. In fact, the local government was responsible for this business at first, but soon the transportation companies in every place began to lose money, and the local government faced a huge problem.

Citizens disagree if they cut the vehicles and shifts they operate, and finances disagree if they keep operating as they are.

As for how the loss is made, that is another matter. Finally, with the approval of Congress and amendments to the bill, the transportation company can be operated by local finance or private companies, and certain policy incentives are given. and financial subsidies.

This method greatly reduces the government's expenditure, and at the same time can meet the travel needs of people in a city, so when more and more new things appear, the city hall no longer considers these issues of government operation, but directly to the merchants.

Everything has its advantages and disadvantages, and now is the time for the disadvantages to manifest themselves.

The meeting lasted until more than two o'clock in the afternoon, and the main issue focused on quickly restoring order in the city.

The solution to these problems is to stop the strike.

To stop the strike, you need to negotiate some issues with them, such as salary, wages, working hours, and adding more jobs. There is not a single thing that is easy to talk about.

On the way back, Jack deliberately avoided some streets with parades. Although he went around, it was generally very quiet and safe.

"You know the route of their parade?" asked Lynch, who was sitting in the back seat. He took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit one.

Jack looked at the road ahead without squinting and nodded, "Sir, these things are no secret..."

Lynch raised his eyebrows, "Our community is also affected?" Jack did not speak immediately, but Lynch said with a smile, "We are just talking casually, no one else will know about these things."

With this assurance, Jack nodded and said yes, "People from the guild contacted us and hoped that we could also contribute. They told us the time and place, as well as the length of the parade, but you know. , we also have to support our family, so..."

"Understandable!" Lynch nodded noncommittally. He sat in the car and looked at the desolate street outside the car window and rolled the window.

The autumn wind blowing from the window was deeply chilling, and he couldn't stand it.

Because he knows very well that these winds are blowing cool now, but when his bodily functions begin to degenerate, he will pay the price for his coolness at this time.

"Go to the Social Service Bureau..." Lynch, who was sitting in the back row, suddenly changed his location. Jack silently adjusted his route without any words.

About ten minutes later, the car slowly stopped, and suddenly some children ran out of the road, and some people wiped the car with towels.

Jack got out of the car immediately. He didn't scold these people to get them out of the way, but patiently took out some coins and a piece or two of change, and let the people cleaning the car and some half-aged children thank them and leave.

Making sure no one would interfere with Lynch, he opened the car door for Lynch.

"You're very good at handling this situation." Lynch said casually while standing beside Mali.

Jack laughed, "I can understand what they're thinking, it's all big and rich people who can come here."

Lynch nodded and told him to wait by the side of the road. He entered the Social Services Bureau alone, and Asir also came here not long after.

"Registering a new asset management company ~IndoMTL.com~ At Lynch's request, Asle registered an asset management company called "Sebine City Starlight Public Services".

After doing all this, he ordered a few more words, and then drove back home.

He suddenly realized that this was a very special opportunity.

Electric power companies can not only make money, but also add some "weight" to themselves.

These basic service companies control the operation of a city. Their voices are louder than others in society and official ears, and the public is more receptive to them.

Lynch believes that this time they didn't get it right, which also means he has such an opportunity.

On the other hand, the police chief returned to the police station and told the police officers under the mayor's request, and then the police station was in a frenzy.

At six o'clock in the evening, the mayor finished his busy and tiring work all day. Now every day's dinner is about to become his "escapism" paradise. Only during this time period, no one will say some orders. His head hurts.

Today's dinner is from the top marine ingredients in the southern hemisphere, and it was sent by Mark. For this reason, he specially transferred a cook from Mark's side.

But at this moment, a phone call gave him no appetite at all.

The police... are on strike!

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