Chapter 795 New Production Mode [Chapter 3 Request Monthly Pass]
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Gong Zi Xu
Chapter 795 New Model of Production
Xiuyu is much closer to Fang Jun. After all, she also experienced life-and-death friendship in Lishan Hot Spring. She rolled her eyes and walked up behind Fang Jun. A pair of soft clothes massaged Fang Jun's shoulders and neck, and bit her lip. Er said softly: "How could it be? His Royal Highness King Wu was indeed born good-looking, but we are from the Fang family, we are born as members of the Fang family, and we are the ghosts of the Fang family when we die..." After saying this, his face blushed and he said shyly : "We are Mr. Lang's people..."
Zheng Xiu'er is also very smart. Seeing this, she hurriedly came to Fang Jun, knelt on the ground holding back her embarrassment, clenched her two small pink fists tightly, hammered Fang Jun's legs, and said softly: "Yu'er said Yes, the life of this servant belongs to the lord, and I will follow you for the rest of my life, even if you drive me away..."
A lady from a scholarly family, even after going through too many setbacks and disasters, is still a big girl in the end, and she is inevitably shy when she speaks such plain and heartfelt words.In the end, she was as thin as a mosquito, and she lowered her head shyly, revealing a section of her pink-white neck that had been dyed red, and a layer of fine hair on her skin that represented youth...
Xiuyu gritted her teeth, glared at Zheng Xiu'er, who was bowing her head, and said to herself that she thought she was younger than me, but she didn't expect to be able to say such direct words. What is the difference between this and voluntary dedication?
Smelly girl, her skin is getting thicker and thicker.
Fang Jun's heart suddenly became hot when he heard this, especially when he was surrounded by two stunning maidservants in front of him and behind him, the real fragrance filled his nose, and he was served by four soft little hands, entering a state of complete ecstasy, just wanting to be here Intoxicated forever in this gentle and charming temperature, cutting off the world of mortals, adding fragrance to the red sleeves, I don't know where the world is...
It's a pity that Fang Jun is just a layman, he doesn't have the root of wisdom, and he doesn't have the determination, so naturally he still has to be entangled in mundane affairs.
It's not 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 didn't want to yell like a wild monk who was hungry and hungry. The timing, atmosphere, and environment must be perfect. Wouldn't it be more artistic to speak at that time?
Who knew that if he didn't speak at this time, when he wanted to speak again, he would not get the chance...
*****
The whole 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 upcoming "Iron Forge" is also on the riverside not far upstream.Why is it called "Ironforge" such a silly name?There is no other intention, but Fang Jun's absolutely rare literary and youthful attributes erupted, and he wanted to pay homage to his youth that disappeared after 400 years...
Although the name is very silly, but the meaning is definitely great!
In Fang Jun's vision, "Ironforge" will be a scientific research center for metallurgy, casting guns, and developing new machines in the future. It can be said that this planet in this era represents the highest technology!
On the east bank of the Wusong River, the Mingang Wharf and the Shipbuilding Department also started construction almost at the same time.
Countless refugees from all directions were attracted by favorable conditions, enthusiastically participated in this super-large construction, and used their own hands to fight for the fundamental and vital food for themselves.
In just one month, tens of thousands of refugees arrived. Such a huge population posed a great challenge to the command and assignment of the town office.
But Fang Jun naturally had a draft...
"...Although they are all refugees and come from all directions, they are definitely not just a single individual, they often come in groups. The factors that bring them together are blood, nostalgia, or There are many ethnic groups. Instead of breaking them apart, we should group them into groups based on these factors to make them more united. Distinguish their residence from others and form a relatively isolated group. We may call this small group the production team..."
Fang Jun rejected Pei Xingjian's proposal to disperse all the refugees, and then reorganize and assign tasks. Instead, he proposed the concept of "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 such connections, but there will inevitably be differences with other production teams, and there has never been a fight. Greatly delay the progress of the project?"
"No, no, no, your understanding is wrong. This Marquis asks you, how can we greatly increase the speed of the existing project?" Fang Jun asked with a smile.
Pei Xingjian looked at the generals around him, and found helplessly that these were just decorations, and he was not interested in civil affairs at all. At this time, he probably thought about how to make more money for the twenty or so warships that were going to be built in the dock at the same time. A few ships are in my own hands...
Sighing secretly, Pei Xingjian cheered up, thought for a while, and said, "Reward?"
Fang Jun smiled and shook his fingers: "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. A natural self-motivation. And when this kind of self-motivation is linked with rewards, it can make people burst out their greatest potential!"
In fact, there is another kind of power that Fang Jun did not explain, and that is the "collective sense of honor"!This is an ethereal spiritual attribute, once it explodes, it can produce extremely powerful power!As long as everyone in this group is involuntarily coerced by the whole group, they can only move forward and cannot retreat.
Because when everyone else is advancing, once one person retreats, he will naturally become the target of public criticism, be reprimanded, or even excluded.Man is a social animal, 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 various flaws, the achievements made in this clean land in a short period of time are enough to shock the world!
Its essence is to inspire people's "collective sense of honor"!
Agriculture learns from Dazhai, industry learns from Daqing, setting off a climax of construction, that is, everyone thinks that they are no worse than Dazhai or Daqing!In the end, although not everything can be like Dazhai and Daqing, but compared with the original situation, it is already a world of difference...
Pei Xingjian pondered and said: "This... is too strange. Although it was the case in villages and villages in the past, but such a clear distribution as the chief manager is unprecedented, and I 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 official of a generation, can you resist the trend of history?
In Huating Town, Fang Jun is the dictator, and no one can object to his decisions.
Fang Jun immediately made a decision and said: "It's okay not to disagree, things will be handled according to this strategy, we can discuss the specific details carefully, and we can also make appropriate fine-tuning during the implementation, but the model of the 'production team' cannot be changed. It is the key to whether Huating Town can rise rapidly, and even become an important town in the south of the Yangtze River!"
He made a decision, and others naturally had no objection. Anyway, this is Fang Jun's fiefdom, so naturally he has the final say.
Pei Xingjian also nodded and said: "No problem, I will immediately make a detailed plan, write a plan and submit it to the chief executive for decision. But there is another matter, I will be a little worried..."
"What's the matter?"
"The population is not enough..." Pei Xingjian spread his hands and said in distress.
The existing population of tens of thousands is indeed quite a lot, but it is a bit difficult to distribute among so many stalls.Moreover, Fang Jun's planning is very detailed, and there are detailed standards for how long and what kind of goals must be achieved.
Hearing this, Fang Jun couldn't do anything...
If the money is gone, he can try to make money, but the population is not enough, what can he do?
Now is the time of peace, not the end of the dynasty, the world is in turmoil, you can gather refugees everywhere and even plunder civilians everywhere.
Su Dingfang interjected at this time: "A few days ago, didn't the chief executive say that there is a way to make the Jiangnan gentry give up those reeds by the sea?"
Fang Junqi asked: "What does this have to do with population?"
Pei Xingjian slapped his thigh and said, "Thanks to Dudu Su's reminder! Director, there are quite a few people in this reed marsh!"
(End of this chapter)
Xiuyu is much closer to Fang Jun. After all, she also experienced life-and-death friendship in Lishan Hot Spring. She rolled her eyes and walked up behind Fang Jun. A pair of soft clothes massaged Fang Jun's shoulders and neck, and bit her lip. Er said softly: "How could it be? His Royal Highness King Wu was indeed born good-looking, but we are from the Fang family, we are born as members of the Fang family, and we are the ghosts of the Fang family when we die..." After saying this, his face blushed and he said shyly : "We are Mr. Lang's people..."
Zheng Xiu'er is also very smart. Seeing this, she hurriedly came to Fang Jun, knelt on the ground holding back her embarrassment, clenched her two small pink fists tightly, hammered Fang Jun's legs, and said softly: "Yu'er said Yes, the life of this servant belongs to the lord, and I will follow you for the rest of my life, even if you drive me away..."
A lady from a scholarly family, even after going through too many setbacks and disasters, is still a big girl in the end, and she is inevitably shy when she speaks such plain and heartfelt words.In the end, she was as thin as a mosquito, and she lowered her head shyly, revealing a section of her pink-white neck that had been dyed red, and a layer of fine hair on her skin that represented youth...
Xiuyu gritted her teeth, glared at Zheng Xiu'er, who was bowing her head, and said to herself that she thought she was younger than me, but she didn't expect to be able to say such direct words. What is the difference between this and voluntary dedication?
Smelly girl, her skin is getting thicker and thicker.
Fang Jun's heart suddenly became hot when he heard this, especially when he was surrounded by two stunning maidservants in front of him and behind him, the real fragrance filled his nose, and he was served by four soft little hands, entering a state of complete ecstasy, just wanting to be here Intoxicated forever in this gentle and charming temperature, cutting off the world of mortals, adding fragrance to the red sleeves, I don't know where the world is...
It's a pity that Fang Jun is just a layman, he doesn't have the root of wisdom, and he doesn't have the determination, so naturally he still has to be entangled in mundane affairs.
It's not 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 didn't want to yell like a wild monk who was hungry and hungry. The timing, atmosphere, and environment must be perfect. Wouldn't it be more artistic to speak at that time?
Who knew that if he didn't speak at this time, when he wanted to speak again, he would not get the chance...
*****
The whole 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 upcoming "Iron Forge" is also on the riverside not far upstream.Why is it called "Ironforge" such a silly name?There is no other intention, but Fang Jun's absolutely rare literary and youthful attributes erupted, and he wanted to pay homage to his youth that disappeared after 400 years...
Although the name is very silly, but the meaning is definitely great!
In Fang Jun's vision, "Ironforge" will be a scientific research center for metallurgy, casting guns, and developing new machines in the future. It can be said that this planet in this era represents the highest technology!
On the east bank of the Wusong River, the Mingang Wharf and the Shipbuilding Department also started construction almost at the same time.
Countless refugees from all directions were attracted by favorable conditions, enthusiastically participated in this super-large construction, and used their own hands to fight for the fundamental and vital food for themselves.
In just one month, tens of thousands of refugees arrived. Such a huge population posed a great challenge to the command and assignment of the town office.
But Fang Jun naturally had a draft...
"...Although they are all refugees and come from all directions, they are definitely not just a single individual, they often come in groups. The factors that bring them together are blood, nostalgia, or There are many ethnic groups. Instead of breaking them apart, we should group them into groups based on these factors to make them more united. Distinguish their residence from others and form a relatively isolated group. We may call this small group the production team..."
Fang Jun rejected Pei Xingjian's proposal to disperse all the refugees, and then reorganize and assign tasks. Instead, he proposed the concept of "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 such connections, but there will inevitably be differences with other production teams, and there has never been a fight. Greatly delay the progress of the project?"
"No, no, no, your understanding is wrong. This Marquis asks you, how can we greatly increase the speed of the existing project?" Fang Jun asked with a smile.
Pei Xingjian looked at the generals around him, and found helplessly that these were just decorations, and he was not interested in civil affairs at all. At this time, he probably thought about how to make more money for the twenty or so warships that were going to be built in the dock at the same time. A few ships are in my own hands...
Sighing secretly, Pei Xingjian cheered up, thought for a while, and said, "Reward?"
Fang Jun smiled and shook his fingers: "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. A natural self-motivation. And when this kind of self-motivation is linked with rewards, it can make people burst out their greatest potential!"
In fact, there is another kind of power that Fang Jun did not explain, and that is the "collective sense of honor"!This is an ethereal spiritual attribute, once it explodes, it can produce extremely powerful power!As long as everyone in this group is involuntarily coerced by the whole group, they can only move forward and cannot retreat.
Because when everyone else is advancing, once one person retreats, he will naturally become the target of public criticism, be reprimanded, or even excluded.Man is a social animal, 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 various flaws, the achievements made in this clean land in a short period of time are enough to shock the world!
Its essence is to inspire people's "collective sense of honor"!
Agriculture learns from Dazhai, industry learns from Daqing, setting off a climax of construction, that is, everyone thinks that they are no worse than Dazhai or Daqing!In the end, although not everything can be like Dazhai and Daqing, but compared with the original situation, it is already a world of difference...
Pei Xingjian pondered and said: "This... is too strange. Although it was the case in villages and villages in the past, but such a clear distribution as the chief manager is unprecedented, and I 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 official of a generation, can you resist the trend of history?
In Huating Town, Fang Jun is the dictator, and no one can object to his decisions.
Fang Jun immediately made a decision and said: "It's okay not to disagree, things will be handled according to this strategy, we can discuss the specific details carefully, and we can also make appropriate fine-tuning during the implementation, but the model of the 'production team' cannot be changed. It is the key to whether Huating Town can rise rapidly, and even become an important town in the south of the Yangtze River!"
He made a decision, and others naturally had no objection. Anyway, this is Fang Jun's fiefdom, so naturally he has the final say.
Pei Xingjian also nodded and said: "No problem, I will immediately make a detailed plan, write a plan and submit it to the chief executive for decision. But there is another matter, I will be a little worried..."
"What's the matter?"
"The population is not enough..." Pei Xingjian spread his hands and said in distress.
The existing population of tens of thousands is indeed quite a lot, but it is a bit difficult to distribute among so many stalls.Moreover, Fang Jun's planning is very detailed, and there are detailed standards for how long and what kind of goals must be achieved.
Hearing this, Fang Jun couldn't do anything...
If the money is gone, he can try to make money, but the population is not enough, what can he do?
Now is the time of peace, not the end of the dynasty, the world is in turmoil, you can gather refugees everywhere and even plunder civilians everywhere.
Su Dingfang interjected at this time: "A few days ago, didn't the chief executive say that there is a way to make the Jiangnan gentry give up those reeds by the sea?"
Fang Junqi asked: "What does this have to do with population?"
Pei Xingjian slapped his thigh and said, "Thanks to Dudu Su's reminder! Director, there are quite a few people in this reed marsh!"
(End of this chapter)
