The foreman asked Hua Mi, "What should we do next?"
Hua Mi didn't hesitate.
"Okay, I'll go take a look."
“A batch of wool, scraps of cloth, and prefabricated houses have arrived at the watchtower. Arrange for people to transport them to the toll station on the Hunan A Expressway.”
"The prefabricated houses must be erected as quickly as possible."
The foreman readily agreed, abandoning all his work, and called Chi Chuan and Huo Jing, asking them to send people to receive the supplies for [Xiangcheng. Watchtower].
Don't ask why so many supplies suddenly appeared under the watchtower.
The reason is that the light show is too dazzling to see clearly.
As she spoke with the contractor, Hua Mi's body darted across the overturned mountains and rivers like a bird.
Although she had a slightly protruding pregnant belly, her speed was not clumsy at all compared to when she was only one or two months pregnant; in fact, it became faster and lighter.
In less than an hour, Hua Mi arrived at the Xiang A Expressway.
At this time, Liu Shengyuan was leading the four garrison troops, systematically eliminating the small dens of color at the entrance of Xiangcheng.
Both he and Gong Yi were convinced that they had persuaded Sister Hua.
The clearing work on the Hunan A Expressway has been stopped. Without clearing this road, vehicles cannot pass through, and the supplies from the industrial park can only be brought back by the garrison using teleportation tickets.
A person can't actually carry much supplies with them when teleporting.
So after returning to Xiangcheng, the garrison had to walk to the industrial park again to tear up teleportation tickets and manually carry the goods back to Xiangcheng.
Compared to driving to pick it up, the round trip time isn't actually saved much.
Because the garrison was teleported to Xiangcheng, they had to walk back, repeating the cycle over and over again.
Similarly, the survivors who took this route also had no way to access a smooth main road; they could only traverse mountains and valleys, dragging their families along the narrow paths.
When Hua Mi arrived at the Xiang A Expressway, her workers had already stopped working for several hours.
A large group of men were pointing and gesturing at the seven or eight women in the snow.
The seven or eight women, all dressed in short or long skirts, exposing their arms, thighs, and deep V-necks, were flirting with the men.
Several workers had already negotiated prices with the women and were walking towards the bus stop.
The conditions for firing the cannons were quite poor.
Because of the rain, and the road surface was covered with mud, stones, and trees, they had other work to do after clearing the highway, so they didn't set up a place for themselves to rest.
Only a few buses came, and all the seats inside were removed to serve as their resting place.
Hua Mi leaped up and landed on the roof of the bus with a "thud".
Like a bird.
As the worker was rubbing the shivering woman, who was about to board the vehicle to run errands, he looked up and saw a woman in a raincoat standing upright on the roof of the vehicle.
The distant spotlights shone on the woman, whose raincoat was already covered with a thin layer of snow particles.
As she moved, snowflakes fluttered down.
Who is this?
Not everyone is lucky enough to meet Hua Mi. Most of the people here are recruited by the contractors and Huo Jing.
They had heard of Hua Mi's name, but they had never seen what Hua Mi looked like.
Someone looked up and shouted at Hua Mi:
"Hey, are you here to sell too?"
"Sell your mother!"
Hua Mi lowered her eyes and glanced at the dredging project, which had already been suspended.
Then, looking at the worker who had asked the question, Hua Miqi said:
"You took my money and supplies, and instead of working properly, you're just giving me this junk. If any of you dare touch these women today, you're fired!"
The workers fell silent for a moment, and several of them quietly withdrew their hands from touching the prostitutes.
But there were also a few who were exceptionally bold, living a life of excess.
"Who do you think you are? Name your price if you want to sell, or get out. You want to fire us? Hahaha, do you even have the guts?"
"We didn't steal or rob anyone; it was consensual. What's it to you?"
There will always be someone who loves to be a brainless idiot.
Hua Mi coldly observed the disobedient workers.
“My name is Hua Mi. When you, the foreman and Huo Jing, see me, you have to call me Grandma. All the wages, food and drink you receive every day are provided by me.”
When her name was announced, there was a deathly silence; only the soft patter of snowflakes hitting the ground could be heard.
Most of the workers quietly took a few steps back, distancing themselves from the prostitutes around them.
The two rivers are clearly distinct.
They don't want to lose their current jobs.
But there are still those who don't believe in superstition.
"You think we can just leave like that? You think you're Hua Mi just because you say so?"
"We use our hard-earned money and resources for entertainment, what's it to you?"
"Even if you are Hua Mi, it's none of your business. You're not our wife, so why should you care how many prostitutes we visit?"
There's only Hua Mi here now, and she has no proof that she really is Hua Mi.
Moreover, the wages and supplies that Hua Mi had given them were enough for them to live a comfortable life with their families in this world.
It's impossible to get them to spit it out now.
Why should they be allowed to stay away from prostitutes?
They were working for Hua Mi, not as her long-term employees, nor did they sell themselves to her. She provided them with money and supplies, and all they had to do was finish their work.
What business is it of Hua Mi to care about the rest?
This isn't about whether they have brains or not; it's about their human rights and their freedom.
Hua Mi chuckled and looked down at the open space where several thinly dressed, shivering prostitutes stood.
Their faces bore traces of cheap cosmetics. No matter how beautifully they dressed up, in such cold weather, they huddled up and wrinkled as they went out to do prostitution.
Hua Mi jumped off the roof of the bus and looked at the man in front of her who was holding a prostitute and refusing to let go.
The man was incredibly bold; he reached out to touch Hua Mi's face, a lewd smile on his face.
"You just jumped down like that? Let me see what our Miss Hua looks like."
She's just a woman, what's there to be afraid of?!
Hua Mi pulled a steel bar from behind her raincoat and struck the man's hand with it.
"I don't like to preach. If you insist on your freedom, then don't work for me."
"I like to be decisive and I don't like it when people take my money and resources and then ask me for more."
“You should understand that in this world, it’s not that I have to beg you to work for me, but that you beg me to give you a way to survive.”
"Then everything must be done according to my rules and preferences. If I forbid you from doing something, you are not allowed to do it!"
"Don't like it? Then get lost."
With each word she spoke, she slapped the man with a steel bar.
Where can't you find workers? Just go out and shout it out, and there will be plenty of people wanting to join your infrastructure construction team.
There are plenty of young, strong, and powerful men out there, so why should Hua Mi put up with these disobedient ones?
Today I'm taking my little sheep out for barbecue, haha, I've been craving it for a week!
(End of this chapter)
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