At the same time, in an apartment building not far from the production building, a middle-aged man who looked to be around forty years old stood expressionlessly in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the apartment, staring at the identical-looking buildings outside the window without blinking.
Even though the buildings looked exactly the same, the middle-aged man could still easily tell which one was the production building.
He has been working there for many years and is destined to continue working there for many more years.
Therefore, it was not difficult for him to find the production building among many identical buildings.
The apartment he lives in is not very big, only 120 square meters, but there is no common area and it has a standard design of three bedrooms and two bathrooms, so it is quite comfortable to live in.
However, the middle-aged man was very dissatisfied with his residence.
Even though an apartment of this size is only suitable for senior executives in Kahn Company, it still seems too shabby and cramped compared to the huge space on the top floor of the production department that belongs exclusively to the minister.
As one of the two deputy directors of the production department, he has always had a strong desire for the position of director.
That not only means a higher status in the company, but also means that the company will give him a ninth-level genetic medicine for free, allowing him to be promoted to a ninth-level awakener!
Regardless of whether or not there is a chance to touch the threshold of the ruler in the future, the ninth-level awakener will have more powerful power and can live longer.
For him, these reasons are enough for him to make every effort for it.
In the eyes of most ordinary survivors, the wasteland is a hell on earth. Most survivors do not live like human beings, and are even worse than beasts. They just live in a daze.
The instinct for survival makes them not want to die, but other than that, they have no other thoughts, they simply don't want to die.
However, in the eyes of some real big men, the wasteland is just the conditions and level of material life, which is not as good as the prosperous period before the outbreak of the catastrophe. Apart from material life, the real big men actually live a life like heaven in this wasteland.
There are no laws, no morals, no bottom line, and no so-called personal rights here.
The strong can dominate everything over the weak, which was impossible in the prosperous period before the catastrophe.
Although there were still obvious classes at that time, and even because society tended to be stable, the classes became extremely solidified, and the road from the bottom to the top was completely blocked.
However, the exploitation of the weak by the strong always needs to be covered with a so-called civilized cloak to make everything seem normal and not cause strong backlash and social dissatisfaction.
Those concerns became a fig leaf, objectively protecting the last bit of personal rights of the lower-class people.
And all of these completely disappeared with the outbreak of the catastrophe.
The strong have everything, and the weak become a kind of livestock. When human beings are faced with a disaster that almost completely destroys civilization, the first thing they think of is still not unity, nor the strong leading the weak to build something from scratch.
The inherent selfishness makes most strong people very satisfied with their current lives.
The future of the race and the progress of human civilization are not within their consideration.
Those responsibilities and the glory that humans boast about themselves are actually meaningless to the vast majority of people.
"Just suspending my authority like that? Our new minister is really arrogant! Just because I claimed illness and didn't go to greet him, he dared to directly punish me. Who does he think he is? Does he think that with the board's approval, he can control the production department at will? Then... does he think too much of me?"
The middle-aged man suddenly spoke.
This middle-aged man is obviously Li Jie, the deputy director of the production department.
As Li Jie finished speaking, a figure appeared in the living room.
If Chen Yan was also in the living room at this time, he would definitely be surprised by the appearance of this figure.
Because this figure was none other than Huang Hui, who had just greeted him in the production building!
"I find it hard to believe that the new director made this decision on his own. In fact, the board's appointment of him was a result of the chairman's strong push. The other directors disagreed with the chairman's arrangement, but they couldn't directly object. So I have to wonder if the chairman was behind his unwavering commitment to making his presence felt upon his arrival in the production department."
Huang Hui sat on the sofa in the living room, his face as cold as water as he continued, "We've been acting for so long, attacking each other in every possible way, and basically fooled everyone, but in the end, we were inexplicably cut off from the source of our support. When I think about it carefully, it's really ridiculous.
Because of the competition between you and me, the position of Director of the Production Department should have fallen on only you or me. No matter what the board of directors thinks, the more intense our competition is and the more we act like we want the other party to die, the more the board of directors' attention will be focused on you and me.
Even something that seemed almost certain could go wrong. I don't think the chairman guessed our true relationship, but I think... he might have noticed something, which is why he suddenly took action.
Li Jie narrowed his eyes and stood in front of the window with no intention of turning back. He just said in a deep voice: "The people above don't want the people below to be united, because it will lead to them being blinded. But people's hearts are complicated, how can such a ridiculous system eliminate them?
Since civilization is a human creation, humans are always the primary factor. Whether it's order, laws, rules, or all sorts of inexplicable regulations, these are all human creations. Humans are subjective, so how can we truly create something completely objective?
As human beings, we should face the inevitable flaws in our character. Only when dealing with matters unrelated to our own interests can we maintain a certain degree of objectivity. Once our own interests are involved, subjective thoughts will inevitably arise. Why deceive ourselves?
Huang Hui was silent for a moment, then asked, "What are you going to do?"
Li Jie took a deep breath and sneered, "It's only a month. I'll treat this month as a vacation. But after a month... humph, I'll make sure he dies without even knowing how he died! We've planted so many landmines in the department, how can we uncover them in just a month?"
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