Gene from the 13th Department of Bright City

An official notice from the Business Department will be released at a city-wide video conference at 8 o'clock tonight. Investors who have been damaged by stock market fluctuations are asked to be patient. Congress has passed a bill that will comprehensively resolve the problems of these bad debt companies. problem, ensuring that investors’ money will not be wasted and no company will go bankrupt. At the same time, we also hope that other citizens, please refrain from malicious speculation and spreading rumors. Violators will be arrested for spreading rumors!

General Affairs Section and 13 Business Sections jointly announced!

On the streets, this message will pop up from time to time on some light and shadow screens that were originally used for advertisements. Announcements will also pop up on the mobile phones of some people who are browsing the Internet.

"It's no use. I think you'll be thankful if you can get half of the money back this time. If you do this every time, I think that fat guy will talk a lot of nonsense again!"

"You don't want to live anymore? Quietly."

In a small restaurant, a table of people who were about to have lunch were waiting. It was just after 11 o'clock. This was a street on the middle floor. A group of them were wearing dark gray work uniforms, with chopped wheat ears on their left chests. The pattern is of people from a food waste disposal company. Most of the time, they work casually. They work during the breaks after others eat, so most of them eat early.

Among them sat three young people who looked to be in their fifties or sixties with their heads hunched.

"How will I live my life from now on? I have invested in all the medical insurance I originally had to pay."

A man with long bangs said and angrily picked up the wine on the table and took a sip. The man who spoke at the beginning immediately tried to persuade him.

"You have to work hard. I still have a few restaurants with relatively good connections. I will give you three turns to collect food scraps from next month."

"Thank you, Brother Marco."

After a while, the atmosphere at the table became cheerful again, and everyone was quietly teasing some things about the business department.

"That damn fat guy talks a lot of empty words every time. I don't think he will have a butthole when he gives birth to a son."

"She has been married a long time ago and has a daughter."

"It's definitely not that good!"

"Don't tell me, Locke's daughter is very beautiful. I saw her once, and she was photographed by a media agency. Guess what, the media agency was investigated the next day."

Locke rubbed his nose. He had just issued a joint announcement of all the administrative departments. The congressmen in front of him were still looking at the plan for dealing with the group of black craftsmen written by their section chief.

Smiles also appeared on the faces of the businessmen. The atmosphere in the Congress Hall was completely different from just now. Niya put her hat on her face and was sleeping soundly. After all, there would be an internal meeting of Section 5 later.

The reason why Niya is so popular is that many problems were exposed later. After the line of black craftsmen was pulled, more and more shady stories came to light. The black market transactions of the middle and lower classes were no better than those of the upper classes. Few, Niya reiterated this issue a long time ago, asking various subjects to find ways to investigate, but very few things were found, and many people were even reluctant to touch this area, because there were too many things involved, and Companies in some regions will give Section 5 some assistance and construction funds from time to time.

"Little Fatty, you must have a cold, right?"

The orange god looked at Locke who was still rubbing his nose, and Locke pinched his nose.

"My senses are very sensitive. At times like this, there must be many people scolding me."

Locke said and looked at the lawmakers opposite.

Michelle had already started sorting out the information sent from the General Affairs Department, and Locke directly adjusted his chair to be in the same row as Michelle.

"You go home early tonight, do you understand?"

Michelle looked sideways at Locke and nodded slightly.

"It's really pathetic! Those guys will be here later."

Leona muttered, and Leon looked past Iona to Niya, who was still sleeping soundly.

"If you can, we can persuade him later. This guy's head is too hot sometimes, and his words don't go through his brain at all."

Leon said and Leona nodded.

"The situation in each district is different, but this time the border crossing is a bit more severe."

Mo Xiaolan rubbed his sour eyes, and King Xue next to him smiled and put on a victor's posture.

"I say you have gained a lot this time, and you can show it openly again at the banquet."

"Section Chief Mo Xiaolan, let's discuss these matters at our party tonight."

Tianhen straightened up, yawned, and stared sideways at King Xue on his left.

"I asked, King Xue, is there anything fun at your house?"

Everyone has agreed to hold a banquet at King Xue's house at 10 o'clock tonight. In fact, it is just an informal meeting of section chiefs.

"Stay tuned, Section Chief Tianhen, you have never been to my house before!"

Tianhen nodded and sat up straight. The council members were still whispering among themselves, discussing the solution.

The Business Bureau will ask willing black craftsmen to sign an amnesty agreement. As long as they sign the agreement, in addition to confiscating all illegal income and illegal raw materials, the black craftsmen can live and work normally in the city without criminal penalties. 10 subjects Each of them will be given a special bracelet that cannot be taken off the back of their hand.

These black craftsmen who have signed the amnesty agreement will be evaluated based on the total of their illegal income and raw materials, and how many hours they need to work for city construction. Basically, every 100 yuan of illegal income requires one hour of work. This algorithm has an upper limit, which is 3 years. After that, it will be evaluated by Section 2 based on comprehensive factors such as the name of the illegal goods produced and the impact on the city. For those guys with illegal income of more than 10 million, basically within 10 years as long as there is construction in the city The proposal is to be on call and participate in the construction unconditionally. In addition to providing food and accommodation, there is no salary. As for how the black craftsmen hand over to their own companies, it is their own business.

Wu Qun quietly looked at the content of the motion. The relatively reasonable punishment method has also been marked on it that it will be called in batches at different times. Many people's affairs in the original company will not be greatly affected.

"Who has any objections?"

As the Purple God said, many congressmen stopped whispering, and no one objected. Although this is equivalent to allowing the Business Department to effectively control a group of technical talents for free labor in the next 20 years, this is understandable. Now it can only According to what the executive branch said, the congressmen have lost all prerequisites for resistance.

"Decided!"

The Purple God said, and all six gods immediately put their fingerprints on the solution, and added the discretionary entrustment to the executive branch. Congressmen had no right to interfere in matters related to this matter.

Wu Qun looked at the very subtle words added at the end, as well as a link to information that had been sealed for 20 years on the plan, but it was marked that it could be unsealed if there was corresponding harm to the city.

"Is there anything else you want to say, little girl from the Angus family?"

The Purple God asked, and Niya woke up, then stood up and bowed.

"Don't cross the line again. Next time, I don't care who you are or where you are. I will lead people to level everything of those who cross the line!"

The businessmen smiled kindly, but many of them still looked a little solemn at this time, because they were afraid that Niya would trouble them from time to time afterwards.

"That's it for now, everyone, the key to the future is in your hands, and whether you want to open the door to paradise or the door to hell is up to you!"

Wu Qun's face was solemn, and some of the things he was worried about had already begun to appear. God's attitude said everything. He pressed his forehead with one hand, and a drop of sweat oozed from his forehead.