"Since I have survived, I have to consider the people who survived!" The gray-eyed voice became more and more firm. The people in the shack became silent, and the collision of two completely different views made them feel a little at a loss. At this time, a curse from the guards was heard outside the shack: "Dog bastards, are they not sleeping? Do you think that today's life is too light or itchy?"

The shack immediately calmed down, neither gray-eyed nor Kenner wanted to eat whips. Of course, guards would not risk coming to the shack at night, because it was very likely to be raided by miners. In the past, there were examples of desperate miners pretending to quarrel to attract guards into the shack, and then killing guards to seize guns and trying to escape. But tomorrow and tomorrow, the people in the shack would be brutal revenge, such as whipping or heavy shackles, or even hanging, whichever one was very painful for the miners.

At night, no one talked in the shack anymore, but everyone slept very late.

Soon, a week passed, Ji Jianzhang, who came back to the mine, saw the eleven miners led by Huiyan dug out iron ore with a yield of more than three times that of the past. This result made Ji Jianzhang very happy. He immediately ordered the miner named Huiyan to come over and he wanted to meet him in person.

"You did a good job, gray eyes!" Ji Jianzhang looked at the miner in front of him. This time he had been cleaned, and there was a coarse robe on his body, and the shackles on his body were also untied. Several strands of hair remaining on his bare head were tied up with a thin rope, revealing a wrinkled face. However, judging from the sharp gray eyes in his sunken eye socket, the description of his origin a few days ago should be true - at least one of his parents was not a local South Island race in Myanmar. Ji Jianzhang happily confirmed this, because in this way he could tell himself that he was not talking to a Burmese man - the barbarian he despised, but a part of a more advanced and more civilized nation.

"Your group produces more than you predict. Well, now you can tell me what rewards I want, new clothes, good food, money, or a better place to stay?"

"No, I think I've received the reward!" Gray eyes raised his hands slightly, and the wound on his wrist, which had already been a little ulcerated, was much better due to good treatment, and there was only a little redness and swollen: "I don't have any requirements for me personally."

Ji Jianzhang heard the other party’s implication and smiled slightly: “Then it seems that your next request is not for yourself? Is it for your companions?”

"Yes, General Manager!" Gray Eyes replied in a low voice: "If I were the only one, I would never be able to mine so many ores. My companions also made the same efforts. But in addition to their working hours, they were still wearing shackles, and many of their hands and feet were frustrated. They didn't even have the most ragged clothes. They worked under the sun, and almost everyone's backs were skinned. You, healthy workers are your wealth, and it is beneficial to you to make us live a more comfortable life."

"Then what you mean is that they can enjoy the same treatment as you?" Ji Jianzhang showed an interesting smile on his face.

"Yes, and not just those eleven people, but all the other miners, I think they should be treated better so that your mine can produce-"

"Gray eyes!" Ji Jianzhang's voice interrupted the other party's words. He stood up and showed a sneer on his face: "Remember your identity, you are a sinner, a hard laborer in the mine. You have the obligation to answer my questions, but you are not qualified to propose any conditions. Do you understand?"

"Yes, sir!" The gray-eyed head drooped.

"Very good, you can go down now!" Ji Jianzhang made a gesture, and gray eyes bowed to him before turning around and went out. Ji Jianzhang thought for a while and asked the supervisor on the side: "Do you think what this hard laborer said just now makes sense?"

"No!" The supervisor shook his head and replied in a low voice: "I have been dealing with these hard-working criminals for almost three years. These guys are born cunning and insidious guys, just like weeds in the field. No matter how much effort you spend on them, you cannot get any harvest from them. If they lower their heads on the surface, it is just to bite hard on your calves. You, if you can temporarily untie their shackles to increase production at work, but you should raise them again after work. This is very necessary for the safety of the mine!"

"Okay, I understand!" Ji Jianzhang nodded, and he thought for a while: "From tomorrow, remove the eleven people under Huiying, treat his injuries, and have clothes!"

"Your Excellency!" The supervisor instinctively raised his voice: "I ask you to think about it again. This is likely to be a cunning trap--"

"Okay!" Ji Jianzhang interrupted the supervisor's words, and he paused for a moment: "Now you can go out and execute my order!"

"Yes, General Manager!" The supervisor immediately calmed down. He lowered his head in a tame manner and retreated out. At this time, Ji Jianzhang was the only one left in the office. He held his cheek with both hands, sat at the table, and began to think silently. There is no doubt that the supervisor's concerns make sense. As the person in charge of working on the front line of the mine for many years, Ji Jianzhang has unreserved trust in his experience and loyalty. Every month, there are reports on miners' riots and escapes sent to his desk.

After all this, will his work on the front line of the mine all year round also constrain his vision? Let his own vision be limited to dealing with thousands of hard-working prisoners in front of him? For the supervisor, ensuring that he is not cut off his throat by a hard-working prisoner is much more important than doubling the ore output. After all, he is not the general manager of Kunming Iron and Steel Plant. If the Yunnan-Burma Railway that will be built tomorrow lacks rails, Chen Zaixing will only look at him coldly in his unique way, rather than looking at him.

Thinking of this, Ji Jianzhang couldn't help but shudder. There is no doubt that Chen Zaixing has changed a lot in the past few years. Of course, time will change a person, but Ji Jianzhang believes that time only plays a small part of the role in this process, and a larger part is the growing power and wealth he has. If Chen Zaixing a few years ago was a student of Wu Hanmin, the governor of Yunnan and Guizhou, the second place in Dashun, and the former bachelor of Chongwenguan. Then Chen Zaixing now relies more on his own wealth and strength. Indeed, he is still a student of Wu Hanmin, but when Yunnan is four minutes a year

One of the annual incomes depends on the import and export trade of Shunhua Company. More than 90% of the steel is provided by Kunming Steel Factory. When Wu Hanmin himself owns 5% of the steel company's shares, will anyone still think that he is just a "disciple" of Wu Hanmin? Some people have begun to say in a less public occasion, "It's really a blessing to meet a hero like Chen Zaixing!" In this way, if such a person with great power just sits there and watches you quietly and does nothing, your back will be filled with cold sweat. Not to mention that Chen Zaixing's eyes would not be so friendly at that time.

"Only by doing nothing can you not make mistakes!" Ji Jianzhang finally made a decision: "We must try new methods. After all, it has been proven that a group of slaves are very inefficient in mine production!" He stood up and shouted loudly to the outside: "Come on, call me that gray eye."

"I can agree to your request, but not everyone, it must be changed step by step, and you must use sufficient ore production to prove to me that this change is worth it, do you understand?"

"Yes, General Manager!"

Shanghai, Consultative Affairs Bureau.

This is a five-story building that has just been built. The outer wall of the building is made of gorgeous light red granite, which looks grand and luxurious. The address is located on the bank of the Huangpu River, one of the most lively areas in Shanghai. It is less than 500 meters straight from the headquarters of Houde Bank.

At this time, the Consultative Conference was a lively scene. Dozens of smart and capable men were standing outside the gate, smiling and bowing to the guests who came to express their congratulations, attracting them to the air. The air was filled with the pungent smell of firecrackers just set off. Flower baskets sent from all walks of life filled the wide front of the building, and many were placed on the street. When pedestrians saw this lively scene, they couldn't stop and pointed and talked.

"Old Xu, I have poor eyesight. Look at the plaque hanging there, do you think the words "The Shanghai Consulting Bureau of the imperial office"?"

"Yes, these words are just these, but what does this mean?"

"This is not simple. Isn't the emperor ordered the emperor to handle it?"

"No one knows these two words, I'm asking what does the 'Advisory Board' mean?"

"Isn't consultation the meaning of advice? It should be an organization that gives advice to the government and provides a solution! Look at the flower baskets over there, they are all amazing people! There are political participation in the previous dynasty, the top scholar, and the rich man! It seems that this consultation bureau is an amazing thing!"
Chapter completed!