This Game is Too Real

  Chapter 650 You underestimate your own influence

  Shuguang City South Industrial Zone is very quiet at the moment. Most of the workers have already left work, and only the guard room on duty is lit with sporadic lights.

  Since the railway to Dawn City was built, the alliance's heavy industry and a large number of industrial workers moved northward, and only some light industries remained in this earliest industrial area.

   But thanks to this, with the relocation of the heavy industry, the light industry that has not been relocated has received key support from the Dawn City and the Alliance authorities.

  Especially last year, the alliance and Boulder City launched fierce competition in many fields, and this light industrial zone also gave birth to a large number of excellent large-scale chemical factories.

  For example, Tujia Printing Factory is one of them.

  The owner of this printing factory is Wang Tu, a survivor from Jinchuan Province, and also the second batch of immigrants after the Bones Rebellion.

  Because the printing industry was almost on the verge of withdrawing from the stage of history in the era of prosperity, the alliance industry had no ready-made production lines for reference.

At that time, it happened to be in time for the war in Luoxia province, and the alliance was facing the threat from the eastward expansion of the legion. There was no energy to tinker, so the printing level of the alliance at that time was basically at a very low level of automation, and the pulp boiling and printing needed to be done manually.

  Under such a background, the merchant from the south saw the business opportunity and cleverly improved the canning production line, so the alliance has the first fully automated production line from pulp boiling to printing and publishing.

   Yes, it's not just printing, it's also papermaking.

Later, this printing factory carried out further improvements on this basis. Relying on its strong market competitiveness, it won purchase orders from many newspaper agencies and publishing houses such as "Survivor Daily", and gradually changed from an The small workshop with an area of ​​less than 5 mu has developed into a large factory with an area of ​​five football fields.

  This area may not be very eye-catching in reality, and it may even be a little smaller, but compared to the alliance's patchwork population of only one million, this factory building is already quite large.

  At present, Tujia Printing Factory has not only become the largest printing factory in Dawn City, but also the largest printing factory in the Alliance, with a market share of an astonishing 63%. The "Boer the Awakened" printed by it was sold as far as the Lion Kingdom in the west, and even the Free State in the north.

  The vast majority of factories in the alliance have grown bigger and stronger from scratch. Some are because of flashes of inspiration, some are because of perseverance, or they are lucky enough, or they are rich themselves. The strong military power of the alliance provides a relatively stable and fair playing field for all competitors, allowing them to give full play to their talents.

  Although not everyone has the opportunity to leave a name in history, almost every person who can make a career has an almost legendary experience behind him.

  Wang Tu is also very proud of this, whether he chose to move his family north to the Alliance, or chose the printing and publishing industry.

  He plans to retire in the future, and write his experience into a memoir, recording this miraculously beautiful era.

  A cannery worker who has just learned to write can write a best-selling book that inspires thousands, and he has no doubts that he can do it if he is serious.

  In order to prevent himself from forgetting everything about his youth when he gets old, he decided to start writing from now on, at least write down the things every day.

  After the lights in the workshop are turned off every day, he will open the drawer of the desk and take out the pot of potato distilled wine brewed by the residents of the shelter. While looking at the dimly lit night scene outside the window, he will draft a memoir that will be best-selling throughout the league in the future.

  However, just when he wrote the sentence [nothing happened today], he saw a string of bright lights on the street not far from the window.

  Drunk Wang Tu got up and swayed to the window, glanced outside, and muttered.

"What it is?"

   Isn’t the celebration the day after tomorrow?

   Just as he was wondering what the noise was going on in the street, there were hurried footsteps outside the office door.

   There was no knock on the door.

  The door of the office was pushed open.

  His accountant ran in from outside in a panic, and said with a pale face.

   "Boss! Something is wrong!"

  Seeing the panicked expression on his face, Wang Tu was taken aback for a moment, but he still hasn't turned around.

   "What made you panic like this—"

   Seeing that the boss was still in a daze and didn't know what happened, the accountant was so anxious that he was about to cry, and said in a hurry.

"Something happened to the batch of newspapers shipped today! It is said that the headline of the "Qingquan City Daily" said bad things about the manager, and those newsstands said that the newspaper was printed by us! Outside are the citizens who read the newspaper , there are soldiers from the 1st Corps inside...we're in big trouble!"

   "Wait, what is Qingquan City Daily? Do we print this newspaper?"

  Wang Tu looked at his accountant in a daze, only to feel that a cauldron fell from the sky and landed on his head.

   Wrong—

  There is a problem!

  At this moment, Wang Tu suddenly came to his senses. If there is something wrong with the newspaper, you should go to the newspaper office. He opened a printing factory as soon as he opened it. What's the use of looking for him?

  His factory produces thousands of tons per day, including not only newspapers, but also teaching materials, novels, and even express boxes.

  He didn't know what stuff his factory printed.

   "Did they find the wrong person?" Wang Tu was sweating profusely, and grabbed the accountant's arm, "Go and explain to them—"

  Seeing that the boss was still trying to find the reason, the accountant said dumbfoundedly.

   "Hey, let's not worry about whose fault it is, you should go out with me through the back door first, and don't get caught by those people!"

  When Wang Tu heard this, cold sweat burst out from his forehead, and he was half sober from the wine.

   When I looked out again, I saw that the strings of bright lights were emitted by flashlights.

   While he was looking in the direction of the light, pairs of eyes in the dark crowd followed the light of the flashlight and looked towards his room.

   After all, this is the only room with lights on.

   Now Wang Tu was not only completely sober from the wine, but almost lost his soul. He hurriedly followed the accountant's footsteps downstairs, and slipped out of the factory building through the back door in a panic.

   At this time, the guards at the factory gate finally couldn't stop them, and the excited citizens rushed into the factory building.

  The turbulent crowd was overwhelming, some of them went to the office building, and some went to the warehouse where the newspapers were stored.

  Wang Tu was sweating profusely, grabbed the accountant and yelled.

   "Go to the police...call the guard!"

  The accountant swallowed nervously, and stammered.

   "Already, already reported."

  Wang Tu let go of his arm, pacing back and forth in front of the back door anxiously, mumbling incessantly.

   "Already registered?! Why haven't you come yet?"

   At the moment when the two were anxious, the reinforcements of the guard finally rushed over from the direction of the city.

   However, the reinforcements of the guards were still a step behind.

   When they arrived at the scene, a fire had already ignited in the direction of the warehouse, illuminating the dark factory brightly.

  The warehouse was full of freshly printed newspapers, which would be loaded in a few hours, but they were all burned out in a fire.

  Looking at the fire burning in the direction of the warehouse, Wang Tu opened his mouth for a long time with a weeping expression on his face, and it took him a while to say a word.

   "This is really a disaster!"

  …

  A fire in an industrial area is no small matter.

  As early as when the crowd began to gather, Chu Guang asked Xiaoqi to instruct the guards to send people to control the situation.

  However, in the face of the angry citizens, the few guards sent to control the situation were of no use at all, and they were all defeated by the angry reprimand of "this is disloyal".

  Especially after hearing about the "Qingquan City Daily", some guards were even persuaded to side with the booing citizens.

  The earliest regular army of the Alliance was the Guards. Both the Guards and the First and Second Corps came from the Guards. In terms of loyalty, they felt that they would not lose to anyone. Naturally, they would not allow anyone to insult their great managers.

   Just like that, the incident became more and more troublesome. It wasn't until the fire started that someone finally realized that it was too much, and quickly turned around and started to help put out the fire.

   Fortunately, there were no casualties in this farce, only a warehouse of newspapers was lost.

  After listening to the whole story, Chu Guangren, who was discussing the details of tomorrow's negotiations with the company with old Charlie, was taken aback.

   It took him a long time to say a word.

   "... burned the printing house?"

"You underestimated your influence and the admiration of those young lads for you," Old Charlie sighed slightly as he looked at the stunned Chu Guang, and said in a joking tone, "I bet that now the entire Dawn All the citizens of the city are sympathetic to the troublemakers...except the proprietors of the industrial zone."

  The interests of different classes are different. Although the alliance claims to unite everyone, it is impossible for everyone to be monolithic.

  However, it is undisputed that the soldiers, farmers, workers, staff and shopkeepers of Dawn City...almost all of them are supporters of the manager himself.

  They are different from the technicians who are attracted here by the idea of ​​the alliance. They actually have no idea about those difficult principles, and they don’t care. They just believe what the administrator of the alliance and the residents of the shelter led by him say.

   It is precisely because of this that when the gunshot rang out, everyone was boiling.

  The social cohesion reflected behind this unity is unimaginable, and people who gather together can even produce a light that is not inferior to nuclear fusion.

  Thinking of this, old Charlie couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

  With the current prestige of the manager, even if he completely abandons the concept of alliance and is crowned emperor, no one will be able to stop him, but everyone will cheer for him.

  Of course, old Charlie himself was included among these people.

  Maybe other residents of the refuge have opinions, but after living in the wasteland for so long, he has already seen through the ugliness of human nature, and he doesn't have the restraint of a blue coat.

He has no doubts that it is not a bad thing to let a wise king manage those stupid guys, even if it is a stupid king, it is better than watching those stupid wastelanders doing one stupid thing after another. reach a consensus.

  But this is what is so valuable.

  He could become the emperor of the empire at any time, but he chose the most difficult path——

   Almost impossible union.

  At this time, the door of the reading room opened, Lu Bei walked in from the outside, stopped beside the sofa, stood at attention and gave a military salute.

  Half an hour ago, Chu Guang asked him to investigate the whole matter.

   Now it seems that there are already results.

"...The matter has been found out. It is a group of merchants from the Buguera Free State. They first investigated the suppliers of the news stand, and then bought the supervisor of the No. 2 production workshop of the printing plant, the warehouse manager and the transport driver. The "Qingquan City Daily" they fabricated overnight inserted it. It is not sure whether they were instructed by the Buguera authorities or whether they had other purposes. At your request, we did not contact them in a hurry."

   When talking about this, Lu Bei couldn't help but talk too much.

   "By the way, we are still investigating and found that there are big loopholes in the supervision of the Tujia printing factory, and it is almost as if there is no... I think it should be regarded as a production safety accident."

  Because I didn't check carefully what I printed, the warehouse was set on fire by angry citizens, which is actually quite reasonable to think.

   At least he and the rest of the Guards boys thought so too.

  Chu Guang shook his head.

"Anyway, it's wrong to set fire! It's an industrial area, and there's a flour mill less than a kilometer away! Thanks to the fire being brought under control, if it wasn't, they would have caused more damage than that piece of newspaper. Countless times."

   Lu Bei whispered.

"They didn't intend to set fire to it at the beginning, they just planned to ask the boss of the printing factory where the "Qingquan City Daily" came from... But the boss looked at the people outside and ran away in fright, and someone started I suspect he has a ghost in his heart."

  Old Charlie looked at the young man and joked.

   "Then the next day, the residents of the whole city have no new newspapers to read?"

   Lu Bei nodded with a subtle expression.

  From a personal point of view, he sympathized with those booing people, and even couldn't help applauding them, after all, they did what he wanted to do but had no chance to do.

   To be reasonable, if it wasn't for the manager, let alone an industrial zone, the entire northern suburb would be a wilderness.

   This group of scrambling guys were completely blinded by money, and they even forgot how the silver coins in their pockets came from!

  Chu Guang could tell what Lu Bei was thinking at a glance, and he also understood that he was subconsciously pleading for those troublemakers.

   And there is no need to ask, the regiment leaders of other regiments in the alliance must be the same as him.

Not long after the incident happened, Chu Guang heard from the guards that the commander of the First Corps, Wrench, went to the guard's detention center to ask for someone, and on the grounds that only court-martials could try his soldiers, sent the soldiers involved in the trouble to the police. bought.

  Although Chu Guang was very moved by the spontaneous loyalty and love of these subordinates, it was also here that gave him a headache.

   Feeling a little unpredictable about the response of the manager, Lu Bei asked in a low voice with a guilty conscience.

   "We have already spotted the merchants involved in the "Qingquan City Daily" case, and they haven't gone anywhere in Dawn City...how do you plan to deal with them?"

   "Catch them first, don't let anyone go!" Chu Guang said fiercely, "Give me a good interrogation and ask who instructed these guys!"

   These dogs are talking about it.

   He didn't bother to pay attention to them at first, but inadvertently poked out such a big basket, but he miscalculated.

   Lu Bei nodded and continued to ask in a low voice.

   "Where are the troublemakers..."

  Chu Guang thought for a while, but finally couldn't hold back his compassion and asked.

   "Has anyone pleaded guilty?"

  At this time, it was dark outside, and a large group of people crowded in the factory, and it was impossible to see who set the fire.

   It’s fine if no one pleads guilty voluntarily. Almost all factories have purchased the fire insurance issued by Union Bank, and approval of compensation is only a matter of a word from him.

   Fortunately, no one was killed.

  Take the most booed guys in for two weeks to calm down, take a few law classes, and this thing is basically over—

   "Yes." Lu Bei nodded, and said with admiration, "That guy is a brother from the First Corps. He said that one person does one thing and one person does it. He is a man!"

  Chu Guang: "..."

  Looking at Chu Guang with a headache on his face, old Charlie knew exactly what he was thinking. Although he knew that laughing at this time was not appropriate, he couldn't help coughing twice.

   "This matter is really difficult to deal with, especially when the perpetrator has a military background... and I heard that there seemed to be residents of the shelter among the people who made the initial fuss."

  Of course Chu Guang knew about this, after all, Xiao Qi gave the yellow card.

   "Have many people heard of it?"

  Old Charlie shook his head.

   "That's not much... I have already reminded the innkeeper to be careful of his words and deeds, but I feel that he should know even if he doesn't say it."

  Chu Guang sighed.

   "I'm sorry to bother you."

   Few of his players can worry about it. This is not the first time he has wiped their ass.

  Old Charlie said with a smile.

"You are polite, this is what I should do, I can't let you worry about these trivial things... In comparison, how to use the bargaining chip of Qingquan City Brood and those ancient survivors to exchange for more Support is what you should worry about."

   "What we won was not just a war, but a miracle. I feel that it's not just companies and colleges. Recently, many people have been eyeing us... Although they haven't taken any action for the time being, they are all secretly observing."

   Paused, he continued.

   "It's not convenient for you to come forward to deal with this matter, and it's not so big that you need to come forward in person... If you trust me, let me handle it."

  Of course Chu Guang did not doubt the ability of old Charlie, thinking that what he said was right, so he nodded.

   "Then leave it to you."

   After finishing speaking, Chu Guang looked at Lu Bei.

   "You should also take action there, and arrest those merchants for espionage and inciting sabotage. I hope to see the results of the interrogation after the meeting tomorrow."

   Lu Bei put his right fist on his left chest and gave a loyal military salute, and answered neatly.

"yes!"

  (end of this chapter)