The factory that he planned for Claude and Yorke was located in the suburbs of the capital, almost out of the city.

The key is that this place can drain river water, which is very useful for ordinary factories. Moreover, the population is sparse, and most of the people who can work in this area live near the factory.

This was also the path Sean had planned.

This would allow the lazy Adak people to have nothing to do and work away from the city.

If you have nothing to do, just come and work overtime!

Simply perfect.

At the door, Sean took Illya and Mierke and walked over... This place is really desolate, even the carriage requires extra money to get there.

When you enter, the most you can see are buildings that are still under construction, which look quite crowded.

"What are these?" Illya asked in confusion.

"It should be a dormitory for migrant workers. That's what Claude did when he was in Oro City. He just built a factory in the suburbs and then provided accommodation for the employees. They generally wouldn't leave."

No matter which era it is, life is always bitter for the vast majority of working people, otherwise members of the Golden Group like Brodok and Atacres would not appear everywhere.

So giving them a place to stay temporarily will relieve a lot of pressure and make it easier to manage.

"This businessman Claude is quite creative. This method can arouse the enthusiasm of the workers." said Mierke.

"That's just for a period of time. In the days to come, we will have to continue to adjust and improve, and sometimes we will have to introduce various stimulating policies." Sean said with a smile.

That's true.

There are very few capitalist factories in the world that give their employees the opportunity to settle down. As long as Claude builds dormitories for his employees, he can attract many capable workers.

But this is only for a period of time. We have to admit that people will pursue more things once they are comfortable. It would be good if their gratitude to Claude can last for half a year to a year. Later, as long as they have a little money, they will start to want to live a better life.

Will start complaining about the lack of entertainment in this place etc.

Therefore, policies need to be continuously improved to maintain long-term stability. If that doesn't work, just let them open another competing factory in disguise.

"I didn't expect that Your Highness is so thoughtful."

After hearing Sean's explanation, Mier was shocked. This method is not common even in Adak's traditional business circle.

As expected, the prince who came back from outside can bring a lot of new things.

In fact, in Mirko's opinion, Adak's business is indeed very backward. Compared with Zambutal's developed industry and the powerful navigation and alchemy technology of the southern continent countries, the Adak people have only innate advantages, including the fact that the monsters here are relatively powerful.

If you leave this place, the performance will be very average.

Therefore, this kind of reform can bring many good results!

"I've had experience in the cities I manage before..."

Sean simply said.

Continuing to walk towards the factory, a strong pungent smell filled the air.

Workers from several factories facing them saw the three people coming.

"Who are you? You can't just enter this place."

"I'm a friend of your factory manager Claude. Where is he? I came here to see him."

"you?!!"

The worker glanced at Sean.

Most of the Adak people who do manual labor are from the north, the most common type with a strong physique, where one arm is as thick as two thighs of others.

His gaze fell on Illya and Mirko beside him.

"Who the hell are you! Everyone who meets our factory director says he's a friend, but how can he have so many friends? We just built the factory not long ago... Stop talking nonsense and get out of here."

Before he could finish his words, a vine stretched out from his sleeve, wrapped around the worker in front of him, and lifted him up!

"Watch your mouth, this is not a place where you can just say whatever you want."

"Help...help...put me down."

"Forget it, put him down. After all, this is Claude's factory, and theoretically it is also my factory." Sean said.

Humph~

"Go and call your supervisor out, or you won't be so lucky next time."

He threw the worker to the ground, got up and ran into the factory without even looking back.

"Does it have to be this way?" Sean glanced at Mirko.

"Your Highness lives in a royal family and was born into aristocracy. You don't know the personalities of these unruly people. We should have done this from the beginning. It would have been more efficient."

He had a rather arrogant expression.

Sean only knew that the other party was his mother's former subordinate, and was one of the court wizards in his early years.

I don’t know what it was like in those days, but I feel that Mierke’s way of handling things was more direct, quite similar to the traditional Adak style.

But this approach really works.

After a while, Claude really came over with a group of workers.

When he saw Sean, he had a look of surprise on his face.

"Huh? Sean...Brother."

"No, Your Highness Prince Sean!"

Clang~

When Claude said this name, a group of workers behind him who were holding wrenches and iron tools dropped what they were holding.

"What are you doing?"

"Uh... I heard from the workers that someone was causing trouble, so... hahahaha... it's okay, it's okay. Everyone, go back to work. By the way, this is His Royal Highness the Prince, you have to bow first."

"Your Highness!"

A group of people knelt down and said, almost lying on the ground.

"Get up, get up. What are you doing? The factory is supposed to ship goods normally, why is it as strict as a military factory?" Sean complained.

Claude has been in the capital of Jagun for more than a month, and his skin has begun to become as dark as the locals, but he looks much more energetic.

"Not really. It's mainly because a lot of people have been sneaking in lately, so we have to be on guard."

"Sneaking in? Who is that?"

Claude shook his head.

"I don't know, but he's not a good guy anyway. We just caught one yesterday. He sneaked into our steelmaking furnace to take a look and we caught him red-handed."

All have been mixed into the melting pot.

"Brother Sean, come this way. I'll tell you slowly... Hey, sister Illya is here too."

Claude, who was leading the way, laughed strangely again when he saw Illya.

"You are so hospitable, Merchant Claude?"

Claude rolled his eyes at the other person, looking aggrieved.

"That's not my fault."

"This is..."

Turning around, Mi'er on the other side nodded and greeted him calmly.