nycdaug Chapter 461 Are You Returning as a King?
Chapter 461 Are You Returning as a King?
"Welcome Director Chen." Higashino Daiki stood at the stairs and applauded excitedly with a large group of people.
From their excited expressions, it can be seen that the welcome is sincere.
After all, Chen Yang had been gone for less than a month, and everyone's income had already hit rock bottom.
When Chen Yang was at the Material Distribution Center, the salaries of Higashino Daiki, Aota Yong, and Watanabe Taro ranged from tens of thousands to four or five thousand.
Even female soldiers like Risa Shiraki only earn over 1,000 to 2,000 yen.
A lieutenant colonel in other units only earns 180 yen, and an ordinary low-ranking officer earns less than 100 yen.
Because of Chen Yang's departure, Ishihara Mina has not bought new clothes for a month.
How can these people keep motivated when their monthly income suddenly drops from thousands or tens of thousands to tens or hundreds of yuan?
Yoshikawa Yujiro couldn't understand it either. Before coming, the other person was as excited as a chicken and didn't mind being treated like a slave.
After coming here, everyone was like an eggplant hit by frost, as if something had sucked all the energy out of them, and the word decadence was written all over their every move.
"Okay, okay, everyone go back to work."
"Next we need to restore the transportation network as quickly as possible. Mina, you and Ms. Risa will go to the dispatch center to help."
"Aota-kun, you and Ino-kun go to the warehouse. Nitta-kun may not be able to handle it alone. We have a lot of supplies coming in and out in the next period of time."
"Hitsuno-kun, please come with me and bring the information with you."
Everyone bowed in unison and went to their respective posts as ordered.
Chen Yang walked back to the office, and He Yuehua immediately took the clothes from his hands and hung them on the hanger for him.
Chen Yang looked around the office. It was no different from before, except for an extra phone.
He Yuehua explained: "This is an internal telephone that Section Chief Yoshikawa requested to be added. It uses a dedicated line."
Chen Yang nodded slightly. The office originally used a hand-cranked radio, the kind you see on TV where you just crank it a few times and then ask the operator to connect to the right place.
The newly added one is a dialing machine. There is a small circle above each number. When you dial to the end, the spring will bounce back.
It looks much better than a hand-cranked machine.
After packing everything up, He Yuehua hurried out to make coffee for Chen Yang, and then delivered today's newspaper to his desk. She remembered her boss's preferences very clearly.
The first thing I do when I go to work every day is to make a cup of coffee and then read the newspaper for a while.
Dongye Damu knocked gently on the door. Chen Yang put down his coffee and said, "Come in."
Dongye Daimu handed over the information in his hand and said, "Director Chen, you are finally back."
"Everyone misses you so much. No one can concentrate on work without you."
Of course I don't care. How can my family in my hometown survive with a salary of more than 100 yuan? They all live in small villas.
The monthly expenses must be at least several thousand yuan.
Chen Yang smiled and said, "Dong Yejun, then you have to work harder."
"During this period, we need to sell a large number of goods and try to sell all the previous supplies within a month."
"By the way, is there any problem with your uncle? The goods he has are the slowest."
Dongye Daimu was slightly stunned, and quickly said: "No problem, now all departments have joined forces, and everyone wants to clear out the backlog of materials as soon as possible."
The logistics department's supplies are generally divided into three categories: military, civilian, and commercial.
Medicines, munitions, sugar and even rubber are military products with the highest profits.
The second is daily necessities such as food, grain, oil, cloth, etc.
Finally, there are tung oil and pig bristles, which are commodities needed by Britain and the United States.
Simply put, military supplies have the highest profit margin, followed by civilian supplies, and commercial supplies have the lowest profit margin.
But even for the lowest-priced commercial supplies, the profit margin is over 100 percent.
Therefore, Chen Yang was able to make so much money in less than two years.
However, all this is also thanks to this huge transportation network.
Only with efficient transportation can materials be converted into cash as quickly as possible, and everyone can truly share the money.
Higashino Daiki put down the documents and left the office.
While Chen Yang was looking through the latest transportation progress report, he was analyzing various data using precise calculation functions.
In just half an hour, the data collection was completed and the most reasonable allocation time appeared on the panel.
Chen Yang took out the train schedule at the bottom, made instructions one by one according to the time on it, and then arranged for Higashino Daiki to quickly send the new schedule to Watanabe Taro.
Shanghai, Family Building No. 76.
Wu Sibao kicked the door open in annoyance, startling She Aizhen who was dressing in front of the mirror.
"What's wrong with you? What made you angry again?" She Aizhen knew without her saying that Wu Sibao was scolded again in Room 76.
"Oh, this job is impossible to do anymore. I want to quit and go home." Wu Sibao looked bitter and resentful.
From ancient times to the present, there are only a few types of traitors.
The first category is a consensus, that is, in ancient times, those who had no father or king, and betrayed their ancestors, such as Wu Sangui and Tong Yangzheng in the late Qing Dynasty...
The second category is people who are forced to do so.
These are the so-called white-skinned but red-hearted people. They may have become traitors for various reasons, in order to save their lives or to survive.
In fact, they are quite disgusted with their own identities and have basically never done anything bad, or they try their best to restrain themselves from doing bad things.
The third category is those who have no concept of nation or ethnicity and who only follow whoever gives them milk.
These people only live for themselves, regardless of right or wrong, regardless of morality, and will not hesitate to kill or burn as long as there are enough benefits.
The third type of people are the most numerous and the most annoying. Wu Sibao and Li Qun belong to this type of people.
They became traitors just to gain benefits.
Therefore, when their own interests are not protected, these people will begin to feel regretful, and the most direct way is to leave.
"Sibao, don't blame me for saying that." She Aizhen held up her freshly permed hair and turned to say, "Do you think you are still doing business in Xiaotong Bridge?"
"You are a traitor now. No one will like you. If you are not in No. 76, there are many people who want to kill you."
“You don’t really have a choice.”
Wu Sibao was stunned for a moment, and the corners of his mouth felt a little bitter.
He was originally living well in his hometown of Nantong. After Lin Pan'er died, She Aizhen got the news from somewhere and rushed to Nantong from Shanghai.
Wu Sibao was deeply moved and followed her back to Shanghai without hesitation.
Then, with the introduction of Ji Yunqing, he joined No. 76.
But now, he realized that being a traitor was not that easy.
"Sibao, if you really want to leave, I agree, but we can't leave Shanghai empty-handed like this."
Something's up, the third one is around ten o'clock...