Your Talent Is Good; It’s Now Mine Chapter 105: Being a capitalist can’t save Dongyang

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Hearing Jing Qingfu's simple and rude words of praise, almost all the clan members were stunned.

But soon, smart people quickly came to their senses and realized the subtlety of Jing Zhengwei's plan.

"As expected of my brother..."

Jing Zhengwu took a long breath and showed a convincing smile.

"Tsk."

Jing Zhengfeng picked up the wine bottle and took a sip, glanced at Le Yu, and then turned his head away.

Feiwei pulled Jing Zhengtang and whispered a few words, Jing Zhengtang also suddenly realized, and gave a thumbs up to Leyu: "Feiwei also thinks that you are very powerful, eldest brother!"

Only Le Yu looked around stupidly for a week, seeing their expressions of jealousy and obedience, and his heart was at a loss.

What do you mean? Why do they all have the expressions of 'I understand'?

What the **** are you thinking about, I'm obviously making jokes to mock you!

"As expected of my good son...cough,cough..." Jing Qingxuan took two breaths of Baixia, the old and shady face flushed, and she let out a sigh of joy - don't blush look at me!

Jing Qingxuan's voice was full of uncontrollable joy: "Only you can realize what the real problem of our Jing family is to solve!"

“Zhengwu wants to solve the few workers who want to resist, Zhengwei wants to solve all the workers, and Zhengtang wants to solve the existing labor employment system...but those are just appearances!”

"I've told you from the beginning - the problem we face is that Silver Blood will have an opinion on the Jing family!"

"Whether workers, riots, or institutions, they are not that important. As long as we have the resources, even if we don't retreat, what will happen to those mud legs?"

"If they want to riot, we will call the army to suppress it."

"If they want to negotiate, we will buy the division until they give in."

"They are going to strike, hehe, they are the first to starve to death!"

"Our Jing family has been in business for so many years, can we still be overturned by these muddy legs with soft bones? They are grass and machines. They were born to strengthen our Jing family and serve our Jing family."

Jing Qingfen glanced at the other three brothers: "Zhengwu, Zhengwei, Zhengtang, your suggestions are all very good, but what you have solved is to make the machine produce faster and more efficiently, and let the grass be more obedient for us to harvest— —The Jing family has always been able to do these things, it’s just a matter of efficiency.”

"Only Zhengwei." Jing Qingfen looked at Le Yu, the light in his pupils was just like 'the old capitalist finally found the heir with the darkest heart': "He has grasped the key to the problem - silver blood Yes!"

"The problem we really want to solve is to let Yinxue find our troubles, let Yinxue see our attitude, and let other chambers of commerce realize the power of the Jing family!"

At this time, other clansmen finally reacted and couldn't help but say, "Public opinion!"

"Yes, it's public opinion!" Jing Qingquan took a deep breath, and a long string of white clouds in the glass bottle was inhaled by Jing Qingquan's storm along the conduit. There was really a touch of immortals eating clouds and swallowing mist: "Zhengwu Zheng Feng Zhengtang, your methods are too slow, only Zhengwei's method can be directly effective!"

"Furthermore, yours is business, domineering, and evil, and this move of Zhengwei... is king!"

"As long as other chambers of commerce see the attitude of the Jing family, it is a victory for the Jing family!"

He coughed twice and laughed: "Of course, Zhengwei's own advice is also excellent..."Workers do these things and become big mine owners in five years"...Zhengwei, if you briefly talk about it, this is probably What kind of article."

"Uh..." Le Yu couldn't make up any splendid articles for a while, so he said casually according to his previous life impression: "It probably means that I have a worker friend who sees other workers who can be lazy and are lazy. He is the only one who works hard to mine all the time. One day, the owner of the mine discovered his honesty and diligence, so he promoted him to open a sub-mine. Five years later, he has become a big mine owner through hard work and diligence..."

"Hahahaha--cough-cough-cough!" Jing Qingxuan's laughter was about to break out, and the housekeeper hurriedly stroked his back to help him calm down. He took a breath of Baixia, and it took him a full minute to catch his breath. He suddenly turned around and asked, "Fude, do you have a printing factory at home?"

Steward Ford said: "No, but Poetry is selling properties recently, and there is a printing house among them..."

"Go and buy it." Jing Qingfu instructed: "Zhengwei, you will be responsible for this matter. Make sure to let the newspaper you run spread all over the streets and alleys, and even see it in the inner city— - As for whether to lose money or make money, it depends on your ability."

"Then..."

Jing Qingxuan fell silent, sucking Baixia while looking at the other three brothers.

The Huifu Hall was also quiet, and the supporters of Zhengwu and Zhengtang were sweating coldly on their foreheads. They realized that in this sudden assessment, the eldest young master Jing Zhengwei undoubtedly won the first prize, and Jing Qingfen still has the power of the head of the family. If he really chooses the eldest young master as the heir...

As the eldest son and eldest grandson, Jing Zhengwei is naturally the first heir. If Jing Qingfu wanted to support the wild species Jing Zhengfeng, the clansmen could still prevent them from opposing, but if he chose Jing Zhengwei, the clansmen would have no room for objection.

Even from the very beginning, the clansmen believed that Jing Zhengwei was the next head of the family, and it was all the expressions of Jing Qingfen that he gave up Jing Zhengwei, so the clansmen turned their attention to Jing Zhengwu and Jing Zhengtang— - How could they have predicted that Jing Qingquan, an old yin, would actually eat grass!

After a long time, Jing Qingxuan finally said:

"...Your opinions also have many merits, and they can complement each other. Righteous, I will hand over the two factories to you - can't refuse, unless you feel that you are the waste of the four brothers."

Jing Zhengfeng, who was just about to speak, closed his mouth when he heard this.

“There are a lot of things, it’s one thing to know how to do it, and it’s another thing to do it well.”

Jing Qingfen took a deep breath of Baixia and said, "I'm an old bone, I can still hold on for a long time. I hope you...don't let me down."

After saying that, Jing Qingxuan loosened the catheter that he had been biting on, and motioned for the housekeeper to push him back to rest.

When Jing Qingfen's figure completely disappeared into the back room, Jing Zhengfeng immediately stood up: "Since it's all right, I'll go back. I can't even eat when I look at you."

Jing Zhengwu politely smiled: "to each other."

"Fourth brother..." Jing Zhengtang wanted to say something, but Jing Zhengfeng had already walked away, as if he was afraid of something.

"Qing Lan, let's go."

Le Yu stood up and patted Qing Lan on the shoulder. Qing Lan quickly stood up and asked in a low voice, "Sir, are we leaving now?"

"Otherwise? I'm full, are you full?"

"No..."

"But I don't want to sit when I'm full. I can just digest it when I walk to the door. Do you want to stay here and continue to eat or...?"

Qing Lan glanced at the Jing family members around, realizing that this was not a multiple-choice question, but a proposition, and shook her head repeatedly: "I'll go with you."

"Let's go then." Le Yu waved his hand: "Goodbye, brothers."

"Goodbye brother." "Goodbye brother."

Jing Zhengwu and Jing Zhengtang responded one after another, watching Le Yu Qinglan leave the Huifu Hall.

However, the news tonight was really exciting, and many people didn't actually want to eat. The family banquet ended abruptly, leaving a table full of dishes for the loyal and obedient servants to handle, and the Jing family was over. After the big party, quickly start a small party of your own, and secretly discuss whether it is time to stand in line.

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"Father won't last long, this is the final test."

On the way back to the room, Jing Zhengwu said calmly: "Although I still have the advantage, it's better to be safe, especially when my brother suddenly takes the 'kingdom' route, which is even more troublesome... What can the Qin family do for me? support?”

Qin Yueshi held Jing Zhengwu's hand, her beautiful eyes were full of amorous feelings, her pretty face was lightly placed on her fiance's shoulder, and she said, "Doing business is not easy, and managing workers is even more difficult. All are likely to cause panic among the workers... Your brothers may encounter some 'failures' if they want to reform."

"Thank you... Perhaps, this is a lesson our brothers must learn." Jing Zhengtang sighed:

"Businessmen, just want to hurt people..."

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"Oops, don't hit me, don't move, I'm going to draw crooked."

In the warm and white bedroom, Jing Zhengtang took an eyebrow pencil and carefully painted Fei's eyebrows. Seeing Fei's bulging expression, he smiled and said, "I understand what you mean, the eldest brother and the fourth brother are valued by their father, the second brother still has an absolute advantage, and we are still in a precarious situation."

"But didn't we come this way before? Every time it was a disadvantage, every time we came back and won... Although the opponent was replaced by my brother this time, it was actually the same."

"You, just relax, don't think too much, otherwise if you have crow's feet at a young age, I will, I will..."

Noticing that Fei Wei was staring at him with his teeth gritted, as if he was like a fried kitten, Jing Zhengtang's voice was getting smaller and smaller, and he suddenly became wise: "Then I will try to grow older, so that everyone will think of you. It's flowers on cow dung!"

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"Three gang masters!""Three gang masters are good!"

Back to the resident of the Qinghong Gang in the outer city, Jing Zhengfeng came to the hall and saw several brothers drinking and eating vegetables. He squeezed one of them and sat down, drinking and eating meat. The gang members who were pushed aside didn't care, they went to help the stool to sit next to them, and asked with a smile, "What did the boss gain from going home this time? Did the Jing family send you a big red envelope?"

"Don't mention it, that old man gave me two big troubles." Jing Zhengfeng suffocated the bottle, put down the wine heavily, and suddenly turned to look at the gang next to him: "Da Qiang, hit me."

Da Qiang blinked: "Boss, are you drunk?"

"I'm not drunk, don't worry about it, punch me with all your strength."

"The drunk people say they are not drunk..."

"If you don't hit me again, I will hit you."

"Okay, okay." Da Qiang had never heard such a strange request before, he stood up and took a stance, suddenly shouted loudly, countless gongs and drums sounded throughout the hall, and he punched out a huge explosion of artillery shells!

Aiki tactics and artillery fire!

Jing Zhengfeng drew a circle with his left hand, accurately caught the cannonball, and hit Daqiang against the wall with a backhand.

Bite tactics, Yu Yong!

"Boss, why are you fighting back..." Da Qiang rubbed his head with a bitter expression: "You just found a reason to hit me, right?

"If you hit me, of course I will fight back." Jing Zhengfeng snorted and looked at his hand, but he remembered the two confrontations with Jing Zhengwei just now.

For the first time, he made a backhand bite and was broken by Jing Zhengwei's punch.

The second time, in the face of Jing Zhengwei's straight punch, he backhanded Yuyong. Jing Zhengwei actually found Yuyong's unclosed loophole and punched through Yuyong.

If the first time is a coincidence, the second time cannot be a coincidence.

However, Jing Zhengwei's attack did not cause a light explosion at all, that is to say, he used his fist to decipher the tactics directly based on his experience and intuition...

But I have been fighting for so many years, and I have touched the threshold of entering the house.

Being able to crack one's own biting tactics so easily, could it be that Jing Zhengwei's biting tactics realm...

"It seems..." Jing Zhengfeng put his two feet on the dining table and thought to himself: "My brothers, they are not wine bags and rice bags..."

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In the Jing residence's bedroom, Qing Lan's face was flushed, her forehead was covered in fine sweat, her mouth was slightly open, but her eyes were full of satisfaction, and her expressions were very charming.

咻——咻——

She's eating hot and sour noodles.

Although Qing Lan has tried her best to suppress her voice, the hot and sour powder is so sour, she can still eat '咻咻'.

"Young Master, you'll get cold if you don't eat it!" Qing Lan felt that she was the only one who was so loud and embarrassed, so she urged Le Yu.

"It's delicious even when it's cold."

Le Yu sat on the desk after a long absence, recorded what happened in Jingyuan tonight, and tried to sort out what happened by reviewing the review——

He is a good steel proletariat, an undercover agent in Bai Ye, an assassin of an unknown organization, a capitalist who thinks about liberating the people all day, and a weak little bourgeois, how could he suddenly be in charge of running a newspaper?

He's just talking casually!

Where can he run a newspaper! He can write jokes!

Le Yu is an old joker, and he has always been able to write jokes.

If you just write jokes, then this is not called a newspaper, you can change the name to "Official Account", "Story Club" or "Zhihu".

"Son, I'm full."

Qing Lan blushed, "The smell in the room is too much, son, hurry up and eat it, or you will go to sleep tonight smelling sour and spicy."

"Actually I'm not hungry, I don't want to eat now."

"Then why did you buy...?"

"Didn't you say you're not full? I saw you staring at the hot and sour noodles while passing the snack street, so I bought it for you."

Qing Lan blinked: "Then...why buy two copies?"

"Yeah, why buy two?"

Le Yu turned the pen and said thoughtfully, "Could it be because..."

Qing Lan looked at Le Yu expectantly.

"...I think you can eat two?"

"Young Master, how can I eat two servings?" Qing Lan twitched the corners of her mouth: "I'm also a girl after all..."

"You are discriminating. Girls can eat two servings of hot and sour noodles. You are depriving girls of the right to eat two servings of hot and sour noodles." Le Yu made a few scrambles: "Why don't you eat it again? Order it, I really can't eat a whole bowl."

"I..." Qing Lan hesitated for a while: "Okay, then I'll eat a little more."

Le Yu continued to think about running a newspaper.

Do you want to do it? How to do? Who to do?

Jing Zhengwei doesn't know a few literate people. If the Yin Yin Yin Yin is hidden...

Huh?

Le Yu stopped twirling the pen ~IndoMTL.com~ A brilliantly brilliant idea popped into his mind, one that he almost wanted to do some somersaults to cheer him up.

"Son, I ate a third of it, it's your turn."

Qing Lan calmly handed the chopsticks and bowl to Le Yu, and Le Yu who was in deep thought took it over subconsciously, gulps of powder.

Although Le Yu still didn't understand that he was a faker-class capitalist, he was suddenly assigned to run a newspaper.

However, this is a wonderful opportunity-

After all, being a capitalist cannot save Dongyang.

ps: The 4,000-word chapter is two-in-one today. There are more than 10,000 words in the two-day update. It just ends the story of Jingyuan. Let’s listen to the truth (touch) and think about (fish).

Maybe some students have already guessed it after seeing this, and there will be a few paragraphs of Wen Duo Gong's plots - but the works copied in this article may have been learned in Chinese textbooks.