Tang Yan, who had been in politics for many years, worked in an ideal "clever official" way for the first time. Before being the governor of Shaozhou, he also served as county magistrate and director. However, overall, his political achievements were mainly maintained by interpersonal relationships. To be fair, when Tang Yan was young, he generally dared to say that "everything outside of his ability is zero."

Because he is the eldest son of the Tang family, this is the greatest ability.

Because he is the head of the Tang family, this is his most amazing ability.

Tang Yan thought that the unrealistic fantasy of the era of scholarly business was only available in the ideal country.

And "The Ideal Country" is just a teenager's book that is prohibited from being published. It was born two hundred years ago...

When Tang Yan was a teenager, he thought that the "saints" in ancient times were good, but they were not humane.

Power and wealth are the only voices in this world.

However, although Baling, which I have been here, is much dilapidated, it has a new look...

People can't hide their worries in their eyes, because the "People's Party" did not hide their sharp conflicts with the "Ground Demon City". They tirelessly told the people of Baling County that there would be bombs falling over their heads, warships coming from the Yangtze River, and the Ezhou next door would attack at any time.

However, people's pace is light and generally speaking, is there any time to be easier than now?

Even breathing is mostly free.

"Mr. Tang, is there any other place to inspect?"

"I want to go to the industrial area, but I don't know if it's OK?"

"Can."

Following Tang Yan's personal assistant, the "Working Party" specially arranged for social affairs.

After getting on the carriage, I soon arrived at the industrial area. The factory buildings that were once very dense were partitioned. The specially renovated partitions were bunkers, and a large number of sandbags were everywhere.

“Very clean.”

It is difficult to clean traditional factories, such as oil, coal ash, dust, debris... Tang Yan has seen the scene of everything piled up in a ball.

But the reason he said this is because the factory management here is very regular.

Storage cabinets and shelves are like works of obsessive-compulsive disorder. Even the brushes in the wool spinning workshop are used up and hung on the walls, neatly arranged, and at a glance, they are a straight line.

Very comfortable.

As the head of a state, this kind of business that examines industry and commerce was a routine in the past. In fact, Tang Yan only had an estimate of how many factories and output value there were in Shaozhou. What he had to do every year was to report the number to local gentry.

With enough, his one-year political achievements were completed.

Then, at the critical period of promotion, you can make great achievements, whether it is economic or education.

Therefore, even if he had to inspect the production of a factory, he would just walk around and take a look and then have a meal. The main purpose was to stand up for the boss behind the factory, saying that this was what he was guarding.

There are so many, there will be nothing.

In my long-term official career, I have not really "benefit the people".

Tang Yan knew nothing from the beginning, and he also knew that the tens of millions of officials in the entire empire were mostly like this.

Among the tens of millions of people, Tang Yan believed that there were honest officials who "benefit the people", but he believed that such people could count them with one hand.

Choose one in a million, this is reality.

From his childhood to his middle-aged and elderly years, he has never seen such an official, as if he only lives in rumors or novels.

That is a legendary figure.

However, what is even more strange is that he doesn't feel fear.

When people are living in poverty, they rise up and fight with wars everywhere. This sense of crisis should have existed.

However, judging from his education and understanding of the actual power composition of the empire, he knew that no matter how many Yellow Turban soldiers came, the outcome would be the same.

As for Wagang, it is not worth a joke and is not at all.

Millions of Yellow Turban soldiers are just cockroaches that can be cleaned up in one regiment.

He had seen the suppression of the "Western Army" on the border areas. For example, the Bulgarian Turks, who are now in a turbulent manner, the father of the rich and handsome Simon was beheaded by the "Western Army" in the downtown area.

Cutting halfway into the central core area is abolished torture, but in the border areas, all torture is still in popularity.

That was the confidence accumulated by tens of millions of corpses, and no one could compete with the empire.

How can a wealthy official like him be undecent and unconfident?

It is actually very difficult to pick up traditions’ compassion for human nature, it is a luxury.

Power is not allowed, and identity is not allowed.

Until now, he saw with his own eyes that the factory director and technicians led old employees to study new formulas, just to spin the yarn more tough or elastic.

This is impossible.

Here, things that were supposed to perform their own duties happened. What is even more surprising is that the workers at the bottom participated in production and research and development.

The workers are very motivated because they think that this factory is now theirs.

"They" is a general concept, and the word "collective" is used the most frequently.

At this time, Tang Yan realized that the "People's Party" was indeed an organization supported by the proletariat.

It is not a rootless Ping, nor is it a divine weapon coming from the sky. There is no trouble of gods and demons. It is just another struggle of the slaves. It is just that this struggle is particularly intense and efficient.

"Where do you come from the engineers here?"

"We all came from other places, but we all studied textiles in universities."

"I remember, aren't most ship engineers here in Hunan?"

"They are now going to the shipyard. In addition to this place, there are all in Changsha and Nanchang. Inland River shipyards are now in short supply of engineers."

The assistant answered very well, but he didn't know what Tang Yan really wanted to ask.

The empire gave the lower-class population an educational leap was a false thing. Many children from ordinary families were admitted to a university and studied a certain major, and they did learn something, but when they worked, they had nothing to do with what they studied in college.

A mechanical and electrical engineer is likely to go to Anbei Protectorate Mansion to herd cattle; a vehicle engineer is likely to go to a forestry company to work as a forest farm manager; a textile engineer is likely to be arranged to be a tester in the kerosene industry...

Yes, that's what the Empire does.

Those who have completed the identity leap have indeed become decent.

But that's all.

They will become part of the huge team of officials in the empire, and then be with the light and then join in the rivers.

How can a stranger use his magical powers in another strange environment?

When this empire first appeared in Beicang Province, it finally fell into a big flaw.

Thinking of this, Tang Yan actually laughed.
Chapter completed!