City: I'm Really Not Rich

Liang Lu stood beside Zhang Chen and translated all the whispers of the following people to Zhang Chen.

Zhang Chen smiled, waved his hand indifferently, and took the amplifier microphone.

"Everyone, I am Zhang Chen, the largest shareholder of the Empire's First Shipyard, and a customer of your Beixiong Shipyard. 99

"The main thing that brings everyone together this time is one thing.

"You also know that we have 100 shipmen who traveled from the first shipyard to Haiwei Port because of the lack of manpower. 99

"So, you need more skilled workers who can build big ships."

"Ha, it's really good to say it, stealing technology is stealing technology, saying that there is a lack of manpower. We just need to build a boat for three years, you can't wait to not build it!"

There was an uproar among the workers, and the young men at the head began to shout.

"That is, even if we don't have enough manpower, we can still outsource the work to Toro Shipyard and Hebrew Shipyard. Why should we leak the technology to you?"

"Get out of here with your people, we don't welcome you!"

"I, Rolov, swear here, I will never give my technology to the imperial people, I don't even want to see them, and even eating with them in the same cafeteria makes me feel sick! 99

The young man at the head clapped his chest and roared loudly, and the boatmen behind him were excited and echoed.

Zhang Chen did not speak.

However, he saw Gu Ming and the workers of the first shipyard, each of them filed in with a sack on his back, standing neatly in front of the workers of Beixiong Shipyard, and slammed the sack onto the ground with a bang.

The noise came to an abrupt end, and everyone stared as if their necks were pinched.

The things that Gu Ming and the others carried on their backs were not unusual, very simple and rude.

It's money!

Each bag is filled with silvery cents, ranging from one cent to five cents, and it looks like there are thousands of them.

If it's all one cent, then one hundred is one dollar, one thousand is ten, several thousand... Isn't that tens of dollars?

The workers swallowed in unison, and the whole factory could only hear the sound of grunting.

Zhang Chen smiled.

"I am actually quite incompetent to be the chairman of the board. I send the workers of our shipyard to such a far place, and I can't go home once a year and a half.  …

"There is no other way but to give them money."

As if to cooperate with Zhang Chen's words, Gu Ming slammed, took a handful of coins from his bag, turned around and laid it down in front of Rokkowski with a shy smile.

"Director, we imperial people have always been the most affectionate, thank you for taking care of us these past few months."

"Yes, yes, thank you for your care, factory manager."

The rest of the people also held out the money and put it in front of Rokkowski, and in a blink of an eye, a small pile of money was piled up.

Rokkowski waved his hands in fright.

"No, no, no, I can't have it.""

"Just take it, we imperial people have always been generous to our friends, and we also pay attention to repaying 2.9 kindness. If others treat us well, we always have to repay ten times.

"Of course, if people don't take us seriously, we certainly won't be cold-hearted and stick to their hot ass. To put it bluntly, if there are people with money, what kind of technology can't be researched?

"The point is, what we imperial people like most is to make friends, you say yes!"