Chapter 218 Warmth After the Riot
"A year? This result is already very good."
Manager Wang nodded, then continued firmly.
"Director, rest assured, I will get this place back to normal operation as soon as possible."
Yue Zongyang smiled and spoke.
"Alright, then I'll leave the rest to you. You've always done a great job with this."
"Remember, although we've sealed off the underground research institute, try to keep everything as it is as it is. That way, the people down there will get used to it and won't have to readjust."
Yue Zongyang himself will be busy for quite some time. He not only needs to contact other countries, but also needs to start manufacturing trace elements.
He needs to personally oversee both of these matters, especially in scientific research, where his skills are unmatched.
Yue Zongyang could only entrust the remaining minor matters to Wang Zhen so that he could focus all his attention on the nuclear radiation outside.
"Okay, Director, I understand. I will definitely live up to your expectations!"
Steward Wang bowed deeply respectfully, then turned to leave.
"Wang Zhen, wait a moment!"
Yue Zongyang stopped him, walked to the desk, and looked for something in the drawer.
"Chief, is there anything else you need?"
Steward Wang stopped and turned around to ask in confusion.
"This is the list of red card holders you gave me after the disaster. Find some time to get one too."
As Yue Zongyang spoke, he handed over the list.
"Really!? Director, you've agreed?"
Manager Wang was extremely excited and exclaimed with delight.
He was naturally very familiar with this list.
Because this list was personally drafted by Steward Wang.
After the Ice Crystal Virus arrived, he took this list to Yue Zongyang.
Manager Wang suggested conducting a thorough screening of all personnel holding red cards in the underground research institute, removing those who could obtain food and supplies for free by virtue of their power but did not actually do anything.
After all, this type of person is prone to causing dissatisfaction among subordinates.
However, Yue Zongyang did not agree at the time, so he did not bring it up again.
The list spanned several pages, densely filled with the names of nearly a thousand people.
This includes their job title and some other information about them.
Those names marked in red are the people that Steward Wang wants to recommend for removal.
Red names make up about a third of all names.
Manager Wang did not expect that the director would bring out this list again today.
And he instructed me to do it!
What does this mean? It means that the director has agreed to and endorsed his previous suggestion.
...
Yue Zongyang nodded and said expressionlessly.
"Yes, it's time to get rid of these people, take back their identity cards, and send them down to do hard labor so they can experience what it's like to be an ordinary survivor."
Unbeknownst to him, a bitter feeling crept into his heart.
Yue Zongyang gave a self-deprecating laugh, then his eyes sharpened as he continued.
"Heh, a huge underground research institute, and most of the top management personnel got in through past connections."
"This has deviated from my original intention when I applied to the country to establish this place."
"Although many of them are the younger generation of my old friends, things are different now."
“My old friends have long since died in the catastrophe… Since their descendants are so disappointing, there’s nothing I can do.”
"Letting them freeload for more than half a year is enough to repay the kindness we once showed them."
"I have a clear conscience!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Steward Wang also became serious and responded earnestly.
"Yes, Chief!"
After thinking for a moment, Steward Wang mentioned it again.
"Director, with so many people removed at once, we're definitely not enough manpower."
"There are many outstanding survivors below. Shall we select and call upon some?"
Yue Zongyang waved his hand and casually replied with a few words.
"Well, let's do it your way. Among nearly 30,000 people, we're bound to find some exceptional individuals."
"However, we don't need management personnel anymore; we should add more people with other skills."
"Remember, I only want people with solid professional skills who can truly benefit the research institute. I will never again accept those who rely on empty talk and are opportunistic!"
Steward Wang was overjoyed and nodded respectfully.
"Yes, Chief, I understand!"
...
Two more days have passed without us even realizing it.
The riot had long since been quelled. Thanks to Chief Steward Wang's exceptional execution capabilities, the underground research institute was restored to its original state in just two days.
The guards continued to maintain order, the ordinary survivors continued their hard work, and a large number of people rejoined the breeding system.
Before long, the canteen and other essential facilities were all back in operation.
Apart from the inability to go outside, the underground research institute is essentially the same as before.
...
On this day, in the secluded residence where Han Shuo and the others lived, a kind voice rang out.
"Kids, dinner's ready."
Chen Hai called out, then came out of the kitchen carrying a steaming bowl of food.
Han Shuo had already woken up and was washing up in the bathroom.
Hearing the shout, he quickly dried his hair with a towel and then went into the living room.
"Uncle Hai, what delicious food did you make for us today?"
Chen Hai placed the plate on the table and responded with a smile.
"Oh, it's just some simple food. There's porridge, fried dough sticks, eggs, some pickled vegetables, and vegetarian buns."
"It's better to eat something light in the morning. I'll cook meat for you at noon."
Han Shuo said with a smile.
"This is already quite a feast, Uncle Hai, let me serve it to you."
As he spoke, he went into the kitchen and brought out the remaining plate of steamed buns.
Chen Hai took off his apron and asked a question.
"Well, I've been here long enough, it's time for me to go back to work in the cafeteria."
Han Shuo smiled and gave a casual reply.
"Uncle Hai, no rush, no rush."
Just as Chen Hai was about to say something more, Fatty and the others came out of the room.
"I'm starving! It smells so good, time for breakfast!"
With his eyes still sleepy, he grabbed a steamed bun and stuffed it into his mouth without even brushing his teeth.
Soon, the six people, including Chen Hai, sat around a dining table, chatting and laughing as they started eating breakfast together.
At the dinner table, Han Shuo's gaze swept over everyone's faces.
He saw:
An elder, a child, and three brothers who would live and die with him.
They all had smiles on their faces, and their laughter echoed throughout the living room.
This meal was quite lively.
At this moment, the atmosphere here is very warm and harmonious...
This is a rare sight in the midst of the apocalypse.
Han Shuo's lips curled up slightly, and he smiled unconsciously.
first!
This was the first time in his life that he had ever felt like he had a home...
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