That night, everyone in Xuanzhu County lacked sleep.

Even if you sleep like a dead pig, you will be called out to watch the fun, no, it's to watch the fireworks, it's not right, oh, anyway, it's right to come out and watch the big bosses get unlucky!

Half the city is full of fireworks, and the entire Xuanzhu County can be seen burning. Fortunately, the half-city area is located outside the county and is blocked by a city wall. Otherwise, it is difficult to say whether the fire will spread to the city, and the city wall facing the half-city area will be blackened.

The sound of running water to fight the fire resounded in the night sky. The patrol guards, various chambers of commerce, and the county governor sent people to rescue the fire, and even the gang asked people to help. The goal was to make concerted efforts to fight the fire and rescue the disaster. If the imperial court could manage it. Going to Dongyang District, maybe Xuanzhu County Governor will publish a report on "All People's Fire Fighting" to claim credit.

But in fact, ordinary people are relatively calm about this.

If someone is going to help, there will be someone nearby to persuade him:

"Oh, what are you worried about? No one lives in half of the city. They are all factories owned by rich people. You don't need to fight the fire."

"But they seem to be short of people..."

"Oh, have you read the "Youth Daily"? Rich people always have taps in their homes, and there is clean water in it. We drink well water that others don't want. They can swim in a pool full of water. What is the use of this water? Sit here and watch it, and when the rich man turns on the faucet, the fire will go out."

Then the fire could not be extinguished until the next day.

However, when it is dawn, it means that the warriors are out of the weak state at night, and the fire fighting efficiency has increased by dozens of percentages. Moreover, half of the city is surrounded by water on three sides. Although the river water is a bit smelly due to industrial pollution, it can be used anyway, and it will soon be put out by diverting water. Most open flames.

Then the half-city became smelly and charred, as if the garbage dump was on fire.

However, since some people are gloating at the burning of the factory area, naturally there are also people who are filled with righteous indignation.

"Boss Zhou! Boss Zhou, open the door!"

"The factory is gone, do we still have jobs and wages?"

"Give me the half month's money first!"

"Master Zhou, our family is waiting for the rice to cook. Please give me the half month's money first."

"Why did those god-killers bomb the factory!"

Vehicles drove slowly across the street, the doors of many chambers of commerce shops in the outer city were closed, and workers crowded around and shouted loudly—they were supposed to go to work in the factory early in the morning, but they may only be able to move bricks in the past. Rebuilt alive.

"It's too awful…"

Hearing Qing Lan's sigh, Le Yu rubbed his eyes and asked, "What's wrong?"

"With so many factories gone, there will definitely be many workers unemployed." Qinglan looked outside and said, "These people who are counting on working in the factory to live, how should they live now? How should their families survive? I don't know how many people want to sell their children and sell their daughters and become displaced..."

Unknowingly, Qing Lan clenched her fists: "The group of backlit elements are indeed a group of thugs who fear the world will not be in chaos! Why do they want to attack half of the city, why do they want to smash everyone's jobs, why do they choose to be in When your son is on duty..."

Le Yu wasn't angry at all, and he wasn't a White Night Walker, so Qing Lan scolded Bai Ye for nothing?

But at least this plan came from Le Yu's hands, so he justified himself: "But don't you think that the fundamental reason for these incidents is that the silver blood will want to reduce wages and strengthen the exploitation of workers? The resistance of the backlit elements is actually for the sake of The workers rebelled against the factory and let the Silver Bloods know that they were not allowed to do whatever they wanted.”

Qing Lan shook her head: "But the Silver Blood Society just wants to take a little more money from them, and the Backlights are smashing the plates so that everyone can't eat!"

Le Yu shrugged: "If Yinxue continues to act recklessly like this, the workers will not be able to eat sooner or later."

Qing Lan didn't believe it: "How is it possible, if the workers can't eat, then wouldn't there be no one to work in the factory?"

"Then set a threshold." Le Yu said calmly: "Assuming that the radiant man starts to lose physical strength and work efficiency when he is 34 years old, then only hire young men, and pay them only to allow him to fill his stomach or Buy a bottle of wine to paralyze yourself, and fire him when he is old. Although the former young are old, new young people have also grown up, generation after generation, and there will never be a shortage of workers in the factory.”

"If you use the analogy of a machine, then the worker is the part and gear of the machine in the factory. The machine can move. As for whether the part and gear will be broken... If it is broken, just replace it with a new one."

Qing Lan subconsciously covered her mouth and shook her head to reject the guess: "How is it possible..."

"Why is it impossible?" Le Yu asked rhetorically: "In the past, the world was not in chaos, and the imperial court was able to intervene in Dongyang, so the Silver Blood Society did not dare to mess up. But now that the districts are in chaos and the court is weak, the Silver Blood Society has long been ready to move."

"My brothers, maybe it's just a scapegoat for the Silver Blood Society... The reason why the workers often riot is because they can eat enough? The Silver Blood Society has long wanted to make the workers unable to eat this meal. "

"If the attack of the backlighting molecules can really make the silver blood converge a little bit, then it is already a victory."

What Le Yu said actually didn't have much evidence, it was more just his guess.

It's just that he flipped through Jing Zhengwei's memories over the years, and suddenly found a very interesting thing: in the year when the old emperor was assassinated and violently killed, many chambers of commerce in the Silver Blood Association hoarded supplies at the same time, resulting in soaring prices and public complaints, but soon the county The guard and the silver blood will reach an agreement, the goods will be circulated normally, and the price will drop slightly - but it is still more expensive than before.

The tentative price hike was successful.

Then the Silver Blood Society asked the chambers of commerce with a large number of factories to manage their workers and slaves, and stop workers from rioting again, and the Jing family was under heavy pressure. However, this requirement essentially requires the Jing family to make a choice: you cut the flesh to feed the workers, or you cut the flesh of the workers so that they can't make trouble.

There is almost no doubt about what choice the Jing family will make.

So Jing Zhengwu and the others stepped on the thunder for the Silver Blood Association and began to tentatively reduce their wages, but this time they hit the steel plate.

Even if the Jing family does not take the lead, the Silver Blood Society will sooner or later introduce similar measures - the impact of wars in various districts, the influx of refugees in the sky, and the real environment are forcing them to increase their pressure on the bottom, and they will cut their own flesh. To feed the bottom belly?

And the real purpose of the Silver-Blood Club is about to come out: they know that the basic plate of their struggle for power and profit is actually their own means of production, factories and workers, so they do everything possible to stabilize this basic plate, invent the slave system, and collude with the government. The joint suppression of riots by the military and the two circles is a normal operation based on this reason.

But because of the existence of the backlight organization Bai Ye and the like, the internal suppression of the Silver Blood Society has not been very fruitful. Either riots here or protests there, burning like weeds. The world is in turmoil, and it is also an opportunity for the Silver Blood Society - the court can't control them, they can test the bottom line of the workers to their heart's content.

The best situation is to keep the bottom line of the workers to the lowest level, just to keep the workers alive, but make them too tired to work, unable to resist and unable to think, turning them into gear parts that only know how to live and work, completely cutting off the silver. The blood will be the hidden danger of the basic plate.

The class contradictions in Dongyang District have long been so big that they may break out at any time, and the outbreak of conflicts is often caused by dissatisfied people raising their fists at those with vested interests. There are two ways to solve class conflicts: to ease the contradictions and let the dissatisfied people put down their fists; Or do not resolve the conflict, resolve the dissatisfied - so that the disaffected can't lift their fists.

Silver Blood will take the road behind.

In fact, Le Yu has always been quite pessimistic about Xuanzhu Baiye. If Huiyao is still in the feudal era of swords, spears, swords and halberds, then they can also hope to overthrow the Silver Blood Society with pitchforks, but the problem is now the hot weapon era of gun shooting - facing the Silver Blood Society with the support of the Heyang Army, As long as Bai Ye didn't have an equally powerful force of violence, how many times they revolted would only lead to **** suppression.

Le Yu didn't think of a way to break the game, he just took one step at a time.

"But, but..." Qing Lan fumbled uncomfortably, she saw the noisy workers outside, she was as happy as a candidate who saw the correct answer in an exam: "But the backlit elements attack the factory, no matter how many they have. The reason, it's these poor people who pay the price! They lost their jobs and stopped talking, how can they survive?"

"There will be jobs." Le Yu said calmly: "The factory burned down, so naturally the factory production machines had to be rebuilt. If nothing else, they could at least move bricks. Before I went out, I asked the housekeeper to notify the person in charge of the factory to start the reconstruction work. "

Qing Lan pointed out the loophole: "But other people may not necessarily rebuild the factory! Will other chambers of commerce be willing to build factories here in places like this kind of backlit elements that can attack at any time?"

"Of course."

"Why?"

"There are cockroaches in the house, will you throw your home elsewhere?" Le Yu said with a smile: "What's more, Xuanzhu County is more important than home to the Silver Blood Chamber of Commerce - in other places, the Chamber of Commerce It is just the money bag of the political and military circles, and the pigs who ask for anything, only in Xuanzhu County, they can stand on a three-legged stand with the other two parties by holding a group."

"Compared with the attitude of other places to the Chamber of Commerce, the backlit elements are not much trouble to the Silver Blood Association. They will not only build factories, but also build more and bigger ones, by coercing workers to fight against the county government and the county government. Heyang Army!"

"Speaking of which." Le Yu looked at Qing Lan with a puzzled look: "Do you have a great grudge against the Backlights? I see that you have been trying to scold them all the time. I thought you would secretly applaud them."

Qing Lan's eyes dodged: "I...I don't think as much as the son, so I was very angry when I saw them ruining so many people's jobs. And..."

She lowered her head and played with her fingers, and said casually, "Isn't the Backlights your enemy, son? It's all of them that hurt you..."

Le Yu suddenly realized - it turns out that Qing Lan spoke ill of Bai Ye to please me.

Alas, even Qing Lan, a poor man, has learned the ability to talk to people and talk to ghosts.

Even though he is a proletariat, he still stands in his position as a capitalist class, and rants about the backlit elements dubiously, just to brush his favorability.

Silver Blood will really turn people into ghosts!

Le Yu originally thought that after promoting Qing Lan to the position of editor-in-chief and letting her regain confidence and happiness from her work, she should be almost transformed.

When Le Yu got tired of playing - he was saying that he was tired of Jing Zhengwei's identity - before he ran away, he gave Qing Lan a large sum of money to let her start a new life wherever she wanted.

But now it seems that Qinglan still has a long way to go in her transformation, and Le Yu has to continue to remove the inferior thought in her heart!

Le Yu touched Qinglan's head and said, "Hey...you don't have to worry about me when you talk in the future, just speak your mind boldly, you can see how casually I will scold Yinxue, learn more. Even if you scold Yinxue in front of me Blood Society, I won't blame you for scolding anyone, needless to say such words to please me deliberately."

Qing Lan glanced at him and moved her lips: "...Stinky fool."

"what?"

"I didn't speak."

After the car entered the inner city, it stopped slowly, and Mi Die, who was driving, said, "Young master, here we are."

Le Yu stood up: "Li Sang gets off with me, Mi Die, please continue to take her to the newspaper office."

"Master." Qing Lan took his hand: "Can I go with you?"

"This is not the Jing family, so of course you can't go." Le Yu waved his hand: "Go, don't think about not going to work, you are late for coming to the inner city with me, and honestly go to the newspaper office."

Qing Lan said worriedly, "Young Master...you are coming back."

"I didn't feel like I was going to die because I was in no danger. What's there to care about? Care about yourself." Le Yu closed the car door angrily: "Goodbye!"

Watching the car turn around and head towards the outer city, Le Yu turned to Lisang and said, "What's there to worry about, can I still be in danger in the inner city?"

"...Yes." Lisan nodded.

In front of Le Yu was an unremarkable courtyard, with a vulgar plaque that said 'Wealth and Treasures' hanging high at the door, and the street sign here: No. 88, on the wall beside the door.

He went up to pick up the copper bell at the door and knocked on the door. Soon a well-dressed middle-aged man opened the door: "Is that the young master Zhengjing of the patrol team?"

"Yes. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com"

"Come in, everyone is in the main hall."

The middle-aged man led the way for Le Yu, and Li Sang was also taken away by others. Where he goes now, without bodyguards.

Walking to the entrance of the main hall, the middle-aged man didn't go in, he stretched out his hand towards Le Yu: "Please."

Le Yu calmly stepped over the threshold, carrying the early morning sunlight, and walked into this large hall that was too dark inside—

Eighty-eight pairs of eyes looked at Le Yu who walked into the door at the same time.

In front of Le Yu is a large main hall the size of an auditorium. Four large round tables are placed in four directions of the main hall. The sun from the only skylight shines in the middle vacated by the four round tables. Twenty-two people were seated, for a total of eighty-eight people.

They are representatives of the Eighty-Eight Chamber of Commerce.

Here, is the Silver Blood Society.

Le Yu glanced over the audience, quickly found the target, and stood with them in the past: "Let the blame team gather!"

Qin Leyin: "?(^?^*) Westbrook, you're here."

Quan Xin: °ー°〃) What are you doing?"

Luo Zhen: ○'3'○) It's none of my business."

Lan Jianbo: "≡ω≡ I don't know if I want to take the blame, but I know there must be someone among us."

Ting Chaozao: 'Д`) I shouldn't play Monopoly with you guys..."