Chapter 672: Selling the Insect Cake Factory?
"As for the people in the building..." Jun Bao said this with disdain. They sent planes day and night and used various methods to search for people, and even used satellites, but still couldn't find them, let alone the inspection team that came just to monitor.
But this cannot be said. If I say it, Wucheng will probably be drowned in tears.
"The people in the inspection team don't know and can only make up stories. Think about it, who knows the whereabouts of the building and the rescue operations better than us?" Jun Bao said affirmatively. After seeing that his aunt behind him had stopped crying, he slowly exhaled and pursed his lips slightly.
At the same time, Jun Bao looked at his uncle. It seemed that he had to clean up the mess in Wucheng.
It was just a little early, and the appointment had not yet arrived.
In an instant, countless plans flashed through Jun Bao's mind. A cold aura emanated from him. This usually gentle and taciturn young man made people feel terrifying at this moment.
Jing's mother and father finally breathed a sigh of relief. "So, they were just talking nonsense. That's good, that's good..."
Aunt Wang Fang also breathed a sigh of relief, then became a little worried:
"What about the red nematode factory? It's been shut down for a few days now, and so many people in the factory depend on it for food and drink.
But the biggest problem is that the people in the investigation team said that the person had been missing for three months and should be reported as dead. The shares of the insect factory are now divided into three parts. The largest shareholder is Jingshu, followed by Wucheng Town Government, and then the scattered shares that Jingshu distributed to encourage everyone.
The members of the inspection team are going to buy Jingshu’s shares...”
My uncle's family also held a small share, but even with this small share, our family no longer had to worry about food and clothing in the end times. However, this good life did not last for a few days before the red nematode factory was closed down. According to the people in the inspection team, the factory would be handed over to the higher authorities.
But with so many organizations listed above, who knows which one it is? Are they truly acting on behalf of the people, or are they lining their own pockets? Or is it something else entirely?
Jin Tianci coughed a few more times and said, "The matter of the red nematode factory is indeed difficult to handle... If Jingshu were here, we could at least find other ways. We can't just rob it openly.
But the largest shareholder disappeared three months ago and was reported dead. According to the new law of the apocalypse, half of the shares will go to his closest relatives and half to the state. Even if you and your wife still hold a small portion of the shares, I'm afraid you have received a notice of share sale, right?"
Jing's mother wiped away her tears, her face full of anger: "You actually want to spend 8 million to buy all the remaining shares... You want to get a huge bakery for free with 8 million virtual currency? What else can you buy with virtual currency now?" If she hadn't been concerned about the presence of the boss of Wucheng, Jing's mother would have started scolding long ago.
Even so, Jin Tianci is also embarrassed. Virtual currencies used to be valuable, but now they are becoming less and less valuable. This is inevitable.
Jing's mother was still indignant. These shameless people were trying to fool her with some fictitious numbers. But it had to be said that if Jing Shu was really found dead, they might not be able to hold on to the Insect Factory.
Jing's father said at this moment: "As long as Jingshu can come back alive, we don't ask for anything. If the people above want to buy the red nematode factory, then let them buy it. After all, they hold the 'imperial sword'."
Jing's mother talked to Jing's father, saying that the insect cake factory was her daughter's hard work... Even though she didn't care about it, didn't go to work, and didn't bother with it before, she would definitely go there once every one or two months.
Jun Bao narrowed his eyes, stood up, and looked out at the increasingly condensed earth. He said calmly, "I think this deal is worth doing, but we need to think it through carefully."
Although Jingshu was not there, Jun Bao felt that Wucheng, as her rear support, could not be easily deprived of her property.
This will chill people's hearts, especially for someone who has made great contributions to Wucheng.
Of course, he did this because the members of the inspection team harmed the interests of the people of Wucheng. On this small piece of land, no one dared to take advantage of his logistics... The insect cake factory provides one-tenth to two-tenths of the food for the people of Wucheng every year.
Such a big piece of meat, a hen that lays golden eggs, my uncle has taken good care of it, giving me machines, people, and money, almost holding it in his hands... Jun Bao clenched his fists, a little
angry.
The next day, Jun Bao entertained the inspection team with some Wucheng specialty pepper chicken, smoked sausages and honey wine.
The hosts and guests were all having a great time. The members of the inspection team felt that Jun Bao, who came from the imperial capital, was very tactful. As expected of a person from the imperial capital, he had a lot of ideas in his mind, and his suggestions just hit the mark.
"My nephew Jin Tianci is easy to talk to."
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Jingshu on the other side had no idea that her insect cake factory was about to be sold. She was in a good mood, humming songs and eating the delicacies in the space. Now that she had some free time, the space had expanded again, and she had 6 more fields.
The migration is getting closer and closer, Jingshu must plant more things and then make them into semi-finished products.
Anyway, Jingshu felt insecure when her phone was 95% full, not to mention that she felt a little uneasy when the space was empty. She also thought that after returning home, some of the food at home would definitely be consumed, and she would have to replenish it unknowingly.
It is worth mentioning that the underground army was not very spectacular at the beginning, but as the building moved, more and more wild mud mermaids were attracted around and worked as laborers for Jingshu.
For the first few days, Jingshu had no purpose, just heading in the general direction. But later, after the mud mermaids born and raised in Jingshu's space hatched, Jingshu sent them out to explore the way and draw a map.
The space was small, so she released some of it as it came out. As the performance increased day by day, Jingshu had forgotten how much she had released, but the map in her mind became clearer and clearer.
With a goal and a direction, the next step will be easier.
The building was moving. Based on the weather, darkness, and dimensionality, the people on board quickly figured it out. But where was it going this time? Someone powerful figured it out based on various factors: "It's very likely drifting back!"
After this news came out, everyone in the building was excited because they saw hope!
"Besides, it's a straight line, unlike the circular route we took when we came here! This way, the speed is much faster. We might be able to return to Wucheng in a few days."
"That way, we'll have enough food to last us a few days!"
Everyone was excited. Who wouldn’t be happy to be able to survive and return to Wucheng alive?
Although this was an unexpected disaster...no one can explain why.
Jingshu even felt that she was the only one in the entire building who knew everything and was the only one who got these benefits. Others might have just followed along and suffered a lot, but she got this life-saving trump card. So next, she had to protect these people well.
At least people should be able to eat.
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