Your Talent Is Good; It’s Now Mine Chapter 104: Q&A (Part 2)

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Jing Qingquan is dying.

Although Jing Qingfen can still talk and smoke normally now, when he took the initiative to ask the four brothers how to deal with the problem of the Silver Blood Society, Jing Zhengwu knew that this man who used to speak out in the Jing family was going to die.

Language is a wonderful thing. Once spoken, these fleeting words immediately take on a fixed form and bind the speaker.

Jing Qingxuan's inquiry was actually a ceremony for the handover of power.

He laid bare his weakness.

In fact, there is no difference between people, even if you are proficient in warfare, you are smart and approachable, and you are attractive... but you are only one person after all, and you cannot control others.

The more than 100 members of the Jing family can firmly support the obedient patriarch Jing Qingfen because they believe that Jing Qingfen has the ability to make their lives better, and the power to make their lives worse than death.

Power that is condensed by people's belief, in turn, fears and threatens people. Power is so wonderful.

However, once the head of the family is exposed to weakness, once there is another trusted heir, then the power condensed by trust will also be transferred to the new head of the house because of trust.

The weak are like vines, and when they see the stronger, they will quietly stretch out their tentacles.

And what Jing Zhengwu has to do is to prove that he is stronger than his father and brother... a leader!

"The concern of the Silver Blood Society is not difficult to understand, but it is because they have not managed the workers and slaves." Jing Zhengwu said loudly: "It is just like the so-called soldier without a general will not move, and a snake without a head will not move, every time the workers organize If there is trouble, there must be a leader they trust and a cadre who is responsible for connecting all parties.”

“As long as the leader is found and the bribes are divided, the workers can defeat themselves.”

Jing Qingfen asked: "What if the leader is poor and unyielding?"

"It doesn't matter if the leader doesn't give in. We can also bribe cadres and stigmatize all cadres who do not accept bribes, so that the bribed cadres can fish in troubled waters."

Jing Qingfen asked again: "What if it is difficult to find the leader cadre, or if the top cadre is just a target pushed out?"

Jing Zhengwu said with a smile: "Then buy and threaten a few ordinary workers, we don't need them to do anything, we just need to let out the wind, then they will put themselves in danger and doubt their comrades. At this time, we just need to let go of the past. , and let a few people who have been bought out take the initiative to withdraw, the majority of the people who are swaying can be divided, and the riots will naturally disappear.”

"Or hold a discussion meeting and openly agree to their demands, but keep putting it off, and then transfer the leaders and cadres. Even if the workers find they have been deceived, they will not be able to organize again. "

"If you can't even do this...it means that the workers have made up their minds." Jing Zhengwu said calmly: "Just call the Heyang Army to suppress it."

Jing Qingfen finally nodded with satisfaction and asked, "This is what Zhengwu came up with yourself? The logic is self-consistent, and it seems to be the conclusion after practice."

"Yes." Jing Zhengwu said politely: "Three years ago, when the workers rioted in Xiaojiushan, I helped the third uncle. At that time, the workers were very stubborn, and the leaders refused to negotiate, so we bought a few weak workers. , let them fish in troubled waters and inform us, greatly hindering their decision-making time.”

"When the workers found out that something was wrong and wanted to destroy the mine equipment and escape, the Heyang army we invited had already arrived, and even the younger brother of the leader of the riot at that time joined us overnight to lead the way for the Heyang army to annihilate Tibet. The workers who resisted in the mine suppressed the influence of the Xiaojiushan riot to the lowest point.”

Jing Zhengwu seemed to think of something, and added: "Workers like this should be promoted and praised vigorously and sung, so that everyone can know that those who defected enjoy prosperity and wealth, and those who resist have no place to die."

"Very good." Jing Qingfen nodded again and took a breath of Baixia: "Zhengwu is well-founded and organized. So, do others have other ideas?"

Jing Zhengwu glanced at the 'competitors', Jing Zhengtang was biting his ears with Fei, Jing Zhengfeng seemed to be thinking about something, only their eldest brother Jing Zhengwei was still feasting - so confident?

Thinking of Big Brother's unusual performance today, Jing Zhengwu secretly adjusted Jing Zhengwei's threat level to the highest. He knew very well that his elder brother was an extraordinary person, and every move had a deep meaning. Since his elder brother had given up the deep sect of the city in the past, it meant that his present attitude could earn more benefits for him.

After a while, Jing Zhengfeng said slowly: "Instigate confrontation and create hatred."

Jing Qingfen took a breath of Baixia: "Tell me."

Although Jing Zhengfeng's mouth is 'the old will never die', when faced with this question, he answered very seriously: "The reason why workers and slaves riot is because they have nowhere to vent their grievances, and when they accumulate depression in their hearts, they will naturally be punished by others. Incite."

"Then let them have a place to vent their grievances."

"Let the cadres in charge of supervisors, board and lodging take the initiative to 'discriminate' against them. It can be because of language, appearance, or even height... All in all, let the workers realize that there are other workers because of other reasons. Live better than yourself."

“Discrimination leads to confrontation, and confrontation leads to hatred. At the beginning, the workers definitely did not dare to lose their temper at the supervisors, they only dared to attack those who were favored. And those who were favored would not swallow their anger, it was inevitable will come together to fight back."

"At this time, the overseers can give the workers a little bit of power, such as food. Workers with a big faction can get more and better food for their people, while a small faction can only let the workers get more and better food. bullying..."

"Of course, the supervisors can't let the workers really form a big gang. It's better to have three or four factions in each factory and mine. If any faction is found to be too strong, it will encourage other factions to suppress it together."

Before Jing Zhengfeng finished speaking, Jing Qingfen couldn't help but applaud: "Wonderful, wonderful!"

"It not only dispels the grievances of the workers and slaves, but also makes them hate each other. Even if they want to riot, they will be unable to cooperate because of past grievances. It's really exquisite...cough!"

Coughing a few times, Jing Qingyu took a breath of Baixia and seemed to recover: "This is what you learned from the Qinghong Gang?"

"Almost." Jing Zhengfeng wanted to put the tripod on to pretend, but after glancing at the big brother next to him, he still drank a glass of wine angrily: "That's it, I'm done, I'll go first if it's nothing."

"No hurry." Jing Qingfen looked at the other two: "Do you have anything else to add?"

Although Jing Zhengwu's face didn't change, even with a smile on his face, but his heart was overturned - you don't need to think about it, and now Jing Qingfen is more optimistic about that wild species!

I was actually compared by a wild species!

Could it be that Jing Zhengfeng knew his father's exam questions in advance, so he answered so brilliantly? If I can know in advance, I can also come up with more subtle ways, but how can...

"Father, Feiwei... Feiwei and I also have an immature idea."

At this point, Jing Zhengtang finally finished his girlfriend's teaching and stammered, raising his hand and saying.

"Let's talk." Jing Qingxuan showed a rare smile: "I'm looking forward to it."

"That's right. The fourth brother just said that the reason why the workers rioted was because they had nowhere to vent their grievances." Jing Zhengtang took a sip of tea and said, "I agree with this point of view, but I don't think it's complete enough: workers They rioted because they had no hope."

"We can give them hope."

Jing Qingfen frowned slightly: "What hope?"

Old capitalists are very alert when workers want to **** their own blood.

"Set the level." Jing Zhengtang said: "Take mine workers as an example, mine workers generally work 18 hours, then we can set three levels, black iron workers, silver workers, gold workers, and black iron workers. To work 18 hours, a silver worker only needs to work 16 hours, and a gold worker only needs to work 14 hours, yet they are paid exactly the same.”

"At the same time, the black iron workers have no benefits in the mines, while the silver workers can take a bath every three days and have one day off a week, and the gold workers can take a bath every day and have two days off a week..."

"And..."

"Enough!" Jing Qingxuan stopped his third son after drinking, couldn't help coughing a few times, took a breath and said, "According to your approach, our Jing family might as well sell the mine. Forget it!"

"Father, Feiwei's plan hasn't gotten to the point yet." Jing Zhengtang accidentally revealed it again, but everyone didn't seem to care: "We can set it up so that all workers are black iron workers at the beginning, It takes five years of work to be promoted to silver workers, and ten years of work to be promoted to gold workers.”

"If you report a backlash, or find someone rioting in series, as long as the information is accurate, you can immediately be promoted to one level."

"But if there is a violation, such as participating in a riot, such as being lazy, you will be disqualified for promotion."

Speaking of this, Jing Zhengtang stopped.

Jing Qingfen is a little strange: "Keep talking."

"Uh, there's a lot more to come, but I forgot." Jing Zhengtang scratched his head embarrassedly.

Jing Qingfen looked at Jing Zhengtang and Feiwei angrily and nodded: "Five years, ten years...very good, very good, Zhengwu, do you know the average working age of ordinary workers in mines? ?"

The smile on Jing Zhengwu's face was already reluctant: "It's about two to three years."

"Then the threshold for silver workers can be reduced to three years, and gold workers to five years." Jing Qingfu said with satisfaction: "The workers must see a hope that seems to be achievable...even if the working hours reach three Years, if you make up a random violation, you can directly cancel his promotion opportunity."

"It doesn't matter if the worker runs away. He has basically squeezed out his labor in three years. If he stays, it's just a waste of food."

"However, one or two silver workers and gold workers can be left in the mine as an example to inspire other workers to struggle."

"Very good, very good! Zhengtang, you have not been very likable since you were a child, but my father has to admit that you look at women better than me!"

Jing Zhengtang smirked, Faey bowed his head slightly and thanked him.

Then, everyone's eyes turned to the only one of the four brothers who hadn't spoken yet, the eldest young master of the Jing family, Jing Zhengwei.

In the eyes, some are sarcastic, some resentful, and some ridiculed.

Only there is no expectation.

Jing Zhengwu's 'coping strategy', Jing Zhengfeng's 'splitting conspiracy', and Jing Zhengtang's 'hope system' almost exhausted all possibilities to control the workers, not to mention that the three brothers could come up with such a tactic and share with their Life experience is related: Jing Zhengwu participated in the suppression of riots at a young age, Jing Zhengfeng has been struggling at the bottom for many years, and Jing Zhengtang's wife is awesome.

Jing Zhengwei has no advantage at all compared to them.

In addition, Jing Zhengwei has been eating his food all the time. In the eyes of the clansmen, this is simply an attitude of voluntarily giving up.

"Huh? Is it my turn?"

Le Yu took a sip of honey five-flower tea, blinked at everyone, and smiled: "My thoughts..."

Jing Zhengwu, Feiwei, and Jing Zhengfeng suddenly raised their minds. They have been secretly paying attention to the elder brother Jing Zhengwei. Although others think that Jing Zhengwei is self-defeating, they all think that Jing Zhengwei is well-informed-they believe that the shadowy and cruel eldest young master Jing Zhengwei cannot be captured.

And actually...

Music is just a matter of desire.

Just kidding, you guys are here to discuss how to deal with the working class, do I still seriously give you advice?

He had no interest in competing for the head of the Jing family. If it wasn't for the maintenance of Jing Zhengwei's character, he couldn't help shouting: "Add money! Construction workers community! Construction workers primary schools! Construction workers hospitals" Kind of absurd.

But it's my turn to speak, Le Yu has to say something after all, and it can't be 'me too' - just like an exam, it's a good attitude to hand in a full answer sheet with all the wrong answers, but a blank sheet It's just a bad attitude.

Then... tell me a joke.

"My idea is similar to that of the third brother, but it's not as complicated." Le Yu cleared his throat and said, "I plan to create a newspaper and distribute it to the workers at a low price or even free of charge. Fortunately, the workers should All are literate."

Newspapers?

Everyone was stunned for a moment. They didn't understand what the eldest young master was talking about. Even Jing Qingfen was confused: "What are you talking about?"

"I also want to give hope to the workers and slaves, but I don't need to pass the system, just rely on the pen." Le Yu said: "I plan to serialize these books in the newspaper—"

“"Workers do these things and become big mine owners after five years",

"You only complain that you have no money, but you don't consider your own happiness",

"The Steward Killed These Servants Just Because I See They Don't Work Hard",

"The slave turned into a big shopkeeper, you must know these skills",

"You can't eat enough every day because you didn't make up for these shortcomings",

"Workers, the boss wants you to be better",

"Yang Bailao learns to manage himself~IndoMTL.com~ Ten years later, Huang Shiren also laments that he is inferior"

…”

"Who are Yang Bailao and Huang Shiren?" Jing Zhengtang suddenly interrupted and asked.

"Uh... two people I know, the former is a worker and the latter is a boss." Le Yu said dryly, explaining that he drank a mouthful of honey five-flower tea, and then turned to look at Jing Qingquan : "This is what I think, how do you feel?"

Jing Qingquan raised his right hand tremblingly and pointed at Le Yu: "Zhengwei, you..."

Come on, I've been talking about jokes, this old man wants to go crazy when he hears my nonsense? Le Yu's mind changed sharply, and he secretly thought that he might as well say "me too" and get over it. Now he's about to get mad at the old man, what should he do next?

"You, you..."

Jing Qingfen took a deep breath of Baixia and said loudly:

"Do it now!"

Music: "?"