Everyone took their seats, and the 21 people filled the church table, all looking at the planning map.
"More jobs mean more economy. How's the population migration going?" Qin Che looked at the gerbil.
Sand Rat nodded: "In the new administrative district, all the previous citizens have been moved to the vicinity of the ring and border areas. Huang Xiao is leading people to repair and renovate the damaged buildings and structures. The security team has all withdrawn. I transferred a gunman battalion from the army to be responsible for the defense of the surrounding outposts, because we can still see traces of biker gangs near Sand Castle, so we can't let our guard down."
Qin Che hummed in agreement, looked at everyone, and said, "Everyone, you've all seen this planning map, right? If you have any questions, please raise your hands first. From now on, this church will be the center of our administrative district, and its role will be no less important than that tower inside. So you all need to change your old habits."
Including Gerbil, these 21 people will become the backbone of the Black Street Administrative District in the future.
The entire administrative region is divided into hundreds of positions, including supervisors, managers, clerks, and administrative staff. These people will become the backbone and foundation of the region.
Qin Che wants to implement thorough reforms, so he must first develop the economy.
Gerbil was the first to raise his hand and said, "I actually have no problem, but Master, you said you wanted to recruit scholars, but that has encountered an obstacle. Sandcastle... has no scholars."
Qin Che frowned and asked, "Not a single one?"
The gerbil said, "There was one before, but that person only stayed in Sandcastle for two months before leaving. Our information was outdated, and that person's expertise wasn't in engineering."
The scholars in the wasteland world had previously consulted with gerbils. According to Qin Che's understanding, a scholar was only equivalent to a college student in his previous life.
In terms of population education and scientific development, Lingbi City has the most complete range of disciplines and fields of expertise in the entire desert, with engineering being the most sought-after. One engineering scholar can train dozens or even hundreds of technicians.
In other cities and factions, there are more people who only know the most basic math and can read, as well as the illiterate.
"Can't we invite that person from the research lab over?" Gerbil asked cautiously.
Qin Che shook his head: "You mean Zhou Qing? He studied biopharmaceutical engineering, which is not the same as military manufacturing. Even if we invited him, it wouldn't make a difference."
Why would you let someone in the pharmaceutical industry make weapons?
Even though wasteland scholars are generally versatile, none have such a wide range of skills.
"If you can't find it, that's fine. Take your time, or send someone to another city to ask. We're willing to pay whatever it takes."
The gerbil nodded in agreement.
Qin Che then looked at the heads of various departments at the long table, "Does anyone else have a question?"
Lin Lang raised his hand and said respectfully, "Master, there's something I don't understand. Wasn't our Black Street doing quite well before? Why... did you change it like this?"
Someone nearby winked at him, warning, "Idiot, how dare you question the master's decision?"
Lin Lang licked his dry lips, looking slightly nervous.
Qin Che laughed and said, "Since I asked you to ask questions, don't be afraid of anything. We'll be working together from now on, and I don't want you to keep things to yourselves. By the way, if any of you have a conflict in the future, just go outside and settle it one-on-one. Don't let it affect your work."
These words immediately lightened the atmosphere on the field.
The Black Street gang is completely different from the one under the Sand Dune Tower.
They have a rough, unrefined air about them, and they do things in a straightforward manner. Moreover, due to the unique ecological niche of the Black Street, these people have developed a bond similar to that of family.
This makes it easier for them to work together and get things done for them.
"Reforming the Black Street is an imperative. First, it can integrate the population resources of our outer city wall. Second, it requires a strong government to lead them. As you all understand, with the starch factory, no one will go hungry anymore. Do we still want to live like before?"
Lin Lang nodded thoughtfully, "Master is wise!"
Soon, someone else raised their hand. It was Zheng Xiu, the newly appointed bank manager. Qin Che couldn't remember which community he had worked for before, but he was also a cadre.
"Sir, the people of the underworld and the citizens outside are very wary of our fledgling bank. Even now, I'm finding it difficult to carry out my work. I really don't know what to do," Zheng Xiu said with a bitter smile, spreading his hands.
Black Street Bank does not have the power to print currency. It was modeled after Sandcastle Bank and was founded by it. First, it can work with Old Man Chen of the Inner City Wall to carry out some tax evasion and financial activities to earn some "pocket money". Second, it can raise funds for the Black Street Administrative District and act as a credit intermediary in society. Moreover, the bank can also make a profit, making it a good tool-type industry.
Zheng Xiu has ability, but she's not very adaptable.
Qin Che thought for a moment, "How about this, I'll take the lead, and you all put all your family assets into the bank. Zheng Xiu will follow this template for publicity. If that doesn't work... we can force you."
Currently, Sandcastle's paper money is linked to chips in banks and Sandcastle oil. There are still quite a few forces in the vicinity of this desert that recognize its existence.
Because, apart from Sandburg, there are only two other cities that can produce oil, and they are both quite far apart.
This leads to the currency of oil-producing regions being more valuable than most currencies in other regions... a very simple principle.
After all, if you want to buy oil, apart from chips and bottle caps, you must use Sandburg's paper money for settlement; I don't accept other currencies.
However, the substantial profits generated by the starch industry will likely increase the monetary value of the Sandburg banknotes in the future.
In any case, the more people use paper money for settlement, the more valuable it becomes.
As for coercion...
If dictatorship is being practiced even inside the inner city walls, what kind of democracy can the underworld possibly have?
Anyway, I'll do whatever the master says.
The market hub must operate around the bank in order to manage money systematically, allowing the three districts to function like a machine and integrate all resources.
The starch industry chain creates jobs, jobs generate economic benefits, and stimulate market consumption and sales. All of these require banks as a hub so that money can flow.
"Does anyone else have a question?"
After repeatedly asking questions and confirming that no one had any objections, Qin Che slowly said, "Now let's begin today's topic: gerbils."
"yes."
Gerbil slowly stood up. "A batch of smelting equipment has been transported in through the Third District passage. Next, we have decided to build a nickel-iron plant near the ore deposit. In terms of process and technology, Chen Fusheng has sent more than a dozen technicians to support Black Street in production. This is the industrial chain framework drawn up by the master. Take a look, everyone."
The documents were distributed one by one, and a simple framework structure appeared before the cadres.
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