Zombies don't need to rest
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Fan Zishan stood on the spot and looked at him, the tension in the past disappeared, and he said calmly with a smile: "It's nothing, but I'm sorry, Chairman, I have to go."
Li Hongbo had just come over to pull Fan Zishan back, when he saw him dodge and bypass Luo Jincheng, strode down the stairs and walked in the direction of Lao Jiu.
Luo Jincheng turned around and looked at Fan Zishan who had already descended the steps: "You haven't voted yet, where are you going?"
Fan Zishan took off his formal suit, took off his tie and unbuttoned the top button of his shirt, put the clothes and tie on his shoulders and turned around.
Slightly looking up at Luo Jincheng on the steps and Li Hongbo, Guo Wen and others behind him, he said calmly:
"At this moment, in my city, there are a large group of zombie workers who are about to be dismissed and need to be resettled, and a large number of unemployed young people who are busy looking for jobs are waiting for me to go back."
Taking a puff of cigarette forcefully, Fan Zishan exhaled light blue smoke while talking:
"In addition, there are young people longing for marriage and love, middle-aged people longing for family and unemployment, and old people longing for reunion and happiness. There are countless living people who are looking forward to a happy life, waiting for me to go back. So everyone, I'm sorry, I have to go first."
Throwing the cigarette butt into the trash can beside him, Fan Zishan looked at Luo Jincheng and said:
"From now on, I unconditionally agree to any request of the Pan-Asian Federal Government, support all the policies of the Federal Government, and am willing to cooperate with all the work of the Pan-Asian Federal Government. At the same time, I also support any federal agency for me, my family and the entire NO.11 Investigation and inquiry of all members of the base city government who may be related to me."
He stood up straight and bowed his hands to Luo Jincheng and the others: "Everyone, take your leave."
After speaking, he turned around and got into the car without looking back.
After bowing to everyone, Lao Jiu started the car and took Fan Zishan away.
Everyone in the conference room chased after him, but they only saw the red tail lights of the car flashing at the intersection, and Fan Zishan had really left.
A staff member handed the document Fan Zishan put on the table to Luo Jincheng.
Turning to the last page, it clearly reads:
I don't understand such a plan, but I believe that the Prime Minister has made all the correct judgments in the past 200 years. If it is beneficial to the people of the Federation, then I agree unconditionally - Fan Zishan.
54 councils and nightclubs
After the car drove out of Base City No. [-], Fan Zishan let out a sigh of relief and sat comfortably on the chair.
He suddenly felt something hard on his back, turned his head and looked at it curiously, then he widened his eyes and asked Lao Jiu after seeing the thing clearly: "Why did you bring the mecha here?"
Lao Jiu glanced at the car that fell far behind in the rearview mirror, and the other party flashed the lights three times after entering the expressway, indicating that the rear was safe.
After sending a signal to the car in front to make sure that no one was blocking the way, Lao Jiu heaved a sigh of relief and looked at Fan Zishan who was looking at him curiously through the rearview mirror and said:
"It was the old chief of staff who asked me to bring it. He said that this federal conference would not be a good thing. He was worried that you would have problems, so he asked me to bring the mech along with him."
Watching him look into the rearview mirror from time to time, Fan Zishan turned his head, and then saw another car he was very familiar with in the gap of passing traffic.
"You also prepared two cars?"
Hearing Fan Zishan's question, Old Nine shook his head: "Three units, and four mechas, and the old chief of staff contacted his old comrades in arms to send someone to patrol nearby. If someone blocks the way, he can get it within 3 minutes." Arrive at the scene with a combat team."
Fan Zishan took a deep breath, then smiled bitterly and said: "No need, no one will do anything to me, I am the mayor, he can change at any time if he is not satisfied, other than that, there is no need to do these things to me , but we are in big trouble this time."
Lao Jiu closed the car window and turned on the air conditioner to prevent the sound from coming out, but Fan Zishan opened the window a crack indifferently, squeezed the shriveled cigarette case in his pocket, and took the box that Lao Jiu put in front of the driver's seat. .
"Hiss~hoo"
Light blue smoke drifted away through the cracks in the window. Fan Zishan said softly, "Federal tax reform is about to begin. Local taxes will be abolished. From now on, all taxes will be collected and reviewed by the federal government, which is called federal tax."
Lao Jiu's eyes widened, while Fan Zishan looked out the window and continued: "They will formulate a uniform tax collection ratio, and the tax will be handed over directly to the Federation without going through us. The city tax is established on the basis of the city itself, but the income of the base city government must also be handed over to the federal government according to the federal tax rate.”
With such explosive news, if he wasn't worried about being attacked, Lao Jiu would really like to stop the car and take a rest.
But he didn't intend to slow down until he got out of the city limits of Base No. [-], so he could only think about it quickly while driving and asked: "So if we don't charge city taxes on top of the federal taxes, we will pay a little bit more." No income?"
Lao Jiu couldn't help reaching out to touch a cigarette and put it in his mouth. After Fan Zishan helped him light it, he said again:
"In the future, each base city will need to submit the financial budget statement for the next year in September every year. After the federal government approves it, it will allocate funds to us in March of the next year. If it is not enough, you can borrow from the federal government. The first loan will be interest-free. Commonwealth Bank rules to pay interest."
"cough cough"
Lao Jiu coughed a few times vigorously, and Fan Zishan, who seemed to have something to say, waved his hand: "Stop, let me take it easy."
It wasn't until the whole cigarette was smoked that Lao Jiu took a deep breath and asked, "What else?"
Fan Zishan put the cigarette butt out in the ashtray and lit another: "Statistics from the Commonwealth Bank, our No. Much lower than other base cities.”
Lao Jiu nodded proudly and asked, "And then?"
"Bah!" Fan Zishan turned off the air conditioner and lowered the car window, spitting at a passing sign saying "No. [-] Base City".
Turning his head to look at Lao Jiu's curious eyes, he grinned: "And because our city's economic situation is relatively good, we are now a pilot city for the federal tax reform. Luo Jincheng said, we will make up for it. The tax money will be used to land on the moon on August 8th."
"squeak!!!"
The piercing sound of brakes sounded, and Lao Jiu looked at Fan Zishan with wide eyes: "Just grab it?"
Fan Zishan shrugged his shoulders: "People say that this is a contribution to the Federation, and it's not in vain. Give me a medal when the time comes."
After indicating that the vehicles in front and behind him were not in danger, Lao Jiu slowly started the car and continued driving, smiling wryly and shaking his head: "I suddenly want to hear Mr. Jiang tell the joke about Brezhnev in Poland."
After a while, he patted the steering wheel vigorously: "It's hard to save such a fortune, good guy, just give me a medal and take it all away?"
Fan Zishan sighed: "It's not just a medal. As compensation, Luo Jincheng will hand over all the factories directly under the Federation in the No. 11 base city to us. In addition, we are a pilot city after all, so we can freely set the city tax method of collection."
Lao Jiu nodded: "That's not bad. The profits of those factories are still good, but the federal tax rate is so high. If we charge more, the price of goods will probably rise a lot."
Fan Zishan reclined the seat and lay on it: "Let's go back and discuss it, I don't have a clue right now."
The two walked in the direction of NO.11 base city in silence.
If Fan Zishan could get closer to the mayors of other base cities, or join any group from both sides, he would know that these factories directly under the Federation were already on the verge of stopping due to insufficient raw materials.
In the final analysis, Luo Jincheng did not pay any price, but took away all the income he had accumulated in the NO.11 base city for more than ten years.
While the two of them were still on their way with a bit of rejoicing, Feng Wenbin had brought Zhong Lanyin back to the Windless Tavern.
Jiang Yang, who had just returned from the factory, came out to greet him. Feng Wenbin quickly told him what he had seen in Base No. [-].
Jiang Yang looked at him with a smile: "Now you know how the so-called key federal economic cities came to be."
Feng Wenbin nodded with an ugly face: "Peeling and cramping."
Jiang Yang patted him on the shoulder: "Just know, don't talk nonsense when you go out, you can't control this matter."
Looking at Feng Wenbin who was about to say something, Jiang Yang just shook his head: "Go back and rest first, just leave the child to me, and I will send her back later."
Feng Wenbin nodded silently. After Feng Qingyu, Feng Qingxue and Zhong Lanyin got off the car, he went straight home and went to sleep.
Zhong Lan greeted nervously, "Hi, boss."
Jiang Yang looked at Feng Qingyu and Feng Qingxue: "You guys go there first, the things over there are almost ready, I'll chat with her and send her back."
The two sisters took orders to leave, and Jiang Yang took Zhong Lanyin into the tavern.
When he came to the counter and took a glass of red liquid himself, Jiang Yang raised his head and asked, "What would you like to drink?"
Zhong Lan was startled and hurriedly said, "Boss, let me do it."
Jiang Yang shook his head and took her a glass of juice and put it on the counter: "Don't be so nervous, Wufeng has no superior-subordinate relationship, and the Federation doesn't recognize human trafficking, just call me Brother Yang, sit down."
The two sat side by side at the counter, Jiang Yang drank the red liquid and looked at Zhong Lanyin who was holding the cup in both hands: "Do you think Base No. [-] will be okay?"
Zhong Lanyin had never thought about this question. She thought about it quickly and found no useful answer. She could only try to recall what she said when listening to the guests chatting in the nightclub: "If someone can deal with Guo If the family is concerned, it should be much better."
Looking into Jiang Yang's red eyes, she added: "I heard this from the guests in the nightclub. I don't know if it's right."
Jiang Yang shook his head: "What I want is your answer."
Zhong Lan was silent for a while, raised her head hesitantly after a while, and after seeing Jiang Yang's calm eyes, she plucked up her courage and said, "I don't think so."
Jiang Yang smiled; "Tell me what you think."
After taking a sip of the juice nervously, Zhong Lanyin finally expressed her thoughts in Jiang Yang's encouraging eyes: "I think it is impossible for the chairman to not know the situation in our No. [-] base city, but he It doesn’t seem like it’s going to matter at all.”
After she finished speaking, she covered her mouth in horror.
No one in the Pan-Asian Federation dared to speak ill of Luo Jincheng in public.
Just when she was terrified.
She saw Jiang Yang smiling.
Dong Quanyun, who heard this sentence when passing by, was also laughing.
Furthermore, the zombies in the Windless Tavern were all laughing.
Jiang Yang helped her tidy up her messy hair due to traveling by car, patted her on the shoulder lightly and said, "Congratulations, your knowledge of Luo Jincheng has surpassed 50.00% of the people in the federation, but in this case Just talk about it in Wufeng, Xiao Luo can't listen to such words."
Zhong Lanyin asked in a low voice: "So, am I right?"
Jiang Yang gave a thumbs up and said: "You have already realized the essence of the Pan-Asian Federation. If it wasn't for the money, Ronaldinho would not have spent so much effort to form a federation, so didn't I tell you, in the council Going to work is not too different from going to work in a nightclub, whoever can make money is the top card."
55 you're already semi-independent my texas boy
When Jiang Yang saw Fan Zishan in the factory director's office of Factory 1127 the next morning, even he couldn't help exclaiming: "So Luo Jincheng has handed over the factory to the city?"
Fan Zishan nodded with a smile: "It's a compensation for taking away our government income for the past ten years."
Seeing his elated look, Jiang Yang put his hands on his forehead speechlessly.
Li Zhi, who was sitting next to him with an embarrassed face, was winking at Jiang Yang frantically.
When Fan Zishan came to the factory in the morning, he was about to ask about the status of the base city in recent days, and then he saw Fan Zishan took out the federal document, saying that the No. 1127 factory had been handed over to No. 11 base city.
Before Li Zhi even had time to explain the current situation, Fan Zishan dragged him to a good meal, saying that the city would support the factory to improve the process, and even planned to provide restrooms for zombie workers.
Moreover, Fan Zishan specifically mentioned that he would call Jiang Yang over to share the good news.
Looking at Fan Zishan who was still looking forward to the future development, Jiang Yang, who received the signal from Li Zhi's eyes, thought for a while and asked, "Did the Federation say anything about the factory's next development plan?"
Although things like energy cards are used on all equipment, the Federation has always strictly managed production.
All energy cards must be strictly registered when they leave the factory. Even if they are used on mobile phones, energy cards that are only the size of a fingernail must have a unified federal number to facilitate tracking.
Fan Zishan nodded: "The factory is in charge of the city, but the finished product must be reported for registration number, but other than that, the production of the whole factory is completely up to us to decide how much to produce, how much raw material to purchase and the sale of finished products. Give it to us."
This is energy. It is definitely a huge profiteering industry. In the past, it has been held in the hands of the Federation. He can only look at it greedily. Now he finally has the opportunity to intervene. Fan Zishan looks at Jiang Yang and Li Zhi, and prepares to celebrate with them.
Then, he saw two blinking madmen who were winking at each other.
Jiang Yang quickly raised the corner of his right eye at Li Zhi: "You are the director of the factory, so you must tell him about this."
Li Zhi blinked his left eye while twitching the corner of his mouth: "It's hard for me to say it because I'm the factory manager. You're a worker's representative, so tell me."
Jiang Yang rolled his eyes and continued to twitch the corner of his right eye: "I'm in charge of production. It has nothing to do with me. You are the factory manager and you should be responsible for the factory. He is your boss now. You have to report such an important matter yourself."
Li Zhi was in a hurry, blinking his eyes, twitching the corners of his mouth and quietly gesticulating with his fingers: "I dare not say, tell me for me, I still have a lot of coolant ready to be scrapped and give it to your tavern."
While Jiang Yang was hesitating, Fan Zishan looked at the two people who seemed to be suffering from epilepsy and couldn't help asking: "What are you doing?"
"cough cough"
Jiang Yang cleared his throat, while Li Zhi sat back quietly.
Under Fan Zishan's puzzled eyes, Jiang Yang said euphemistically, "Mayor Fan, have you understood the information I told you before?"
Fan Zishan shook his head: "I was called to a meeting before I went to check the information, why, is there any problem?"
He is not stupid, he has long seen that there may be something that he doesn't know about. Could it be that there is a problem with this factory?
The excitement gradually faded, and Fan Zishan's expression became serious. Jiang Yang saw his state and said slowly: "The quality of the latest batch of alloy plates in the factory is very poor, because they are made by recasting recycled metals, so The yield of this batch is much lower than before.”
Fan Zishan nodded: "A low yield will lead to a decrease in revenue, but it will not lose money, right?"
Then, in his puzzled eyes, Jiang Yang explained: "In the past 100 years, the alloy plates used in the production of energy cards have always been and must be new, and the reason why we received this batch of recycled metal materials is that Because the current federal mineral reserves are already running out."
"Yeah." Fan Zishan nodded, the mine is in a hurry. . .
"Ok?"
After a brief pause, he suddenly realized that he stood up abruptly and looked at Jiang Yang and Li Zhi who was learning to hide with his head down next to him: "What do you mean the mineral reserves are in an emergency? Can't you dig a little more?"
Jiang Yang said calmly: "Mayor Fan, when we say urgent, we mean that there are no mines available in the entire Pan-Asian Federation. In the past 100 years, we have put the mines on this land, It's all gone."
Fan Zishan was stunned, and Li Zhi pulled Jiang Yang's arm to signal that he could say so much, but Jiang Yang didn't stop but continued:
"Now the price of steel in the Federation is being forcibly controlled and has not risen, but in fact, there is no reserve in the warehouse of the Federal Mining Industry. In six months at the earliest, except for military emergency stocks, there will be no more stocks in the Federation's market. any new metal."
"cough cough"
Seeing this scene, Li Zhi coughed twice, adjusted his voice, and said: "The mining company said that scrap products can be recycled and recast for free. Although none of us have used such alloy plates, the recycling of metal materials has already affected If the yield rate is lowered, if it is recycled twice, the effect will only be worse."
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