Chapter 64 Not a Troublemaker (Correction): Truly Convincing People with Reason
Vice Mayor Sun truly felt more wronged than Dou E.
This area is either farmland or wasteland.
This place used to be a brick kiln site where soil was dug up to fire bricks. All the topsoil was dug up, so naturally, it was difficult to grow crops.
Later, when the educated youth were sent down to the countryside, they vowed to reform it. They managed to get soil from all over the place to fill in a fertile field. However, due to the poor soil quality and inconvenient irrigation, the grain yield was very low and could not even support the educated youth who were farming.
Later, the educated youth returned to the city, and this place became a grazing ground for nearby villagers to graze cattle and sheep, and raise chickens and ducks.
Oh, right, there are also small plots of land that have been cleared out for vegetable gardens, where a lot of seasonal vegetables are grown.
At the front of the line was an elderly woman with gray hair. She cried and slapped her thigh, shouting, "You're going to kill this old woman! How am I supposed to live if you take away my land?"
Vice Mayor Sun frowned, trying to reason with them: "This isn't your land; it belongs to the collective and the government. The government is now re-planning it, so don't cause trouble!"
"Ah!" The old woman stopped crying and shouted at the people with her head held high, "Our ancestors have lived here for generations, and this land we've owned for so many years, how come it's not ours anymore?"
The agricultural official who accompanied Vice Mayor Sun could no longer contain himself: "Your land? Have you ever paid a single day's worth of grain taxes for this land?"
The villagers were not intimidated at all and retorted directly: "This is our village's private land, and we are not required to pay public grain taxes in the first place."
The cadres didn't tolerate them: "Private plots, huh? There were records of them being allocated back then. Let's go check the accounts and see if they really were private plots!"
Just as the two sides were arguing fiercely, the truck convoy arrived.
Tang Yicheng jumped out of the car and asked Wang Xiao curiously, "What exactly is going on?"
Wang Xiao shook his head: "It's nothing, just a matter of land ownership."
Tang Yicheng was still confused, but fortunately, the others kindly gave him a brief explanation.
He immediately frowned. How could they do this? They should just do what they want; it's not their land.
Ivanov asked Wang Xiao curiously, "What are you going to do?"
She didn't say a word from beginning to end, completely remaining uninvolved.
The college freshmen next to her were also secretly watching her, hoping to take the opportunity to learn from her.
Wang Xiao initially had no intention of getting involved in this matter.
What does it have to do with her?
This is clearly a conflict between the government and the villagers, so why is she trying to take on everything?
But the problem is that she's in a hurry.
She already had the flight routes sorted out and the timetable would be finalized soon. She needed to clear out 100 acres of land immediately, set up her giant inflatable tent, and then quickly start selling her goods.
If these people dawdle for even a minute, she will lose a lot of money.
She absolutely cannot tolerate it.
Just as Wang Xiao was about to speak, the group of villagers suddenly shouted excitedly, as if they had found a savior: "Comrades of the People's Liberation Army! Comrades of the People's Liberation Army are here!"
This is a huge misunderstanding.
It turned out that the trucking team's veterans were wearing camouflage uniforms, which led them to be mistaken for active-duty soldiers.
The villagers, their faces flushed, surrounded us: "Comrades of the People's Liberation Army, you must stand up for us!"
Tang Yi was completely bewildered. He couldn't utter the reasoning he was about to say. He looked so weak, pitiful, and helpless, surrounded by a group of elderly people, practically rubbing their hands together in embarrassment.
It was Wang Xiao who saved him. She stepped forward and said, "Grandpas, grandmas, uncles, and aunts, if you trust our People's Liberation Army soldiers, would you be willing to fly to Jiangdong and take a look? We'll fly there and come back on the plane. If you're not satisfied with what you see, we won't say a word. We absolutely won't leave this place; we'll move it immediately."
Vice Mayor Sun is going crazy.
Are you kidding me? There's only this one big open space near the airport.
Even if they could find vacant land elsewhere, it would be too far from the airport, making it inconvenient for foreign businessmen to travel there. Why would they be willing to come to Xiaozhou to buy goods?
He frantically winked at Wang Xiao and called out his name, signaling that the man should not get agitated and that the municipal government was capable of handling the matter.
This matter was never about officials bullying ordinary people.
Unfortunately, Wang Xiao didn't appreciate it. Instead, he assured them again, "You can send representatives over, send 20 people together, and let them take a look. If they're not satisfied, we'll leave this area immediately and find another place. It won't take a minute."
The villagers looked at each other, and finally the old Party Secretary stepped forward first: "I'll go, I'm not afraid."
As soon as he stepped forward, about twenty people followed, each craning their necks and emphasizing that they were not afraid.
As it turned out, none of them had ever been on a plane before. Once they boarded, they were all extremely flustered, and some even vomited on the plane, looking utterly pathetic.
Good heavens! No wonder only county-level or higher officials can travel by plane. This is clearly not something ordinary people can afford.
But once they got off the plane at the gate, even the unfortunate guy who was originally in terrible shape due to severe airsickness was quickly distracted.
Good heavens, is this a village? I can clearly see farmland in front of me, but why is it so lively?
People came and went, including foreigners with blond hair, brown hair, and red hair.
Their eyes were blue, green, and gray, which looked a bit scary.
They were all carrying large bags and walking hurriedly towards the airport.
Oh, some people are running alongside the tricycles, and some are even sitting directly on the tractors.
It doesn't look stylish at all.
The village committee secretaries of the two villages near Jiangzhimen, who were waiting at the airport, were now very impatient.
Good heavens! If it weren't for the leaders of this international trade city speaking up, they really wouldn't have had time to waste coming over here to do any ideological work.
So when the farmers from Xiaozhou Airport Village arrived, they immediately stepped forward to shake hands with the two village secretaries from the Zhimen side, saying with a hint of reproach, "Oh, my old brothers, how could you be so foolish? This is a treasure trove delivered to our doorstep, and you actually wanted to kick it away. To tell you the truth, even city people are now extremely envious of our two villages."
Why? Because it's profitable.
You can make money by renting houses to Russians.
You can make money brewing wine for the Russians to drink.
You can make money just by setting up a stall on the roadside.
Or if you're too lazy to even set up a stall, you can just cook a pot of dumplings at home, and the Russians will still enjoy them just as much.
Not to mention that the Russians sourced all the goods, which were transported to the airport by people from their village.
Look at this, pushing this cart doesn't take much effort. It takes less than half an hour to make a trip, and you can earn five yuan.
Where else can you find such a good deal?
What does it mean to be incredibly wealthy? This is a perfect example!
You still don't want to give up your land to build a commercial city? You're really foolish!
No matter where you are in the country, who would want that piece of land? Can it grow gold? Do you think this is 10 years ago, when the land was first distributed to individual households?
Let me tell you, once this commercial city is built, it'll be a goldmine!
The two village party secretaries started speaking in a very flowery and persuasive manner.
A farmer who had come from Jiangxinzhou to lease land to grow reeds chimed in, "That's right, we all wish this commercial city could be moved to Jiangxinzhou."
They're so short-sighted, they don't know what's good for them.
The group of farmers who had just arrived from Xiaozhou were completely bewildered by what they heard, and even the old Party Secretary of Airport Village, who was always considered to be well-informed, didn't know how to process it.
He opened his mouth, wanting to ask something but not knowing how to say it.
Someone ahead was already shouting to the two village secretaries of Zhimen: "Hurry up, hurry up, the plane is about to take off."
The two quickly said goodbye: "Excuse me, we're heading to Moscow soon. You...you guys keep looking around. Hey, Xiao Sanzi, come here and take good care of the guests from Airport Village, they're honored guests from Xiaozhou."
The person who was called over was very unhappy: "You guys can go on your own, I have business to do here."
The old Party Secretary of Airport Village, disregarding the disdain he might receive, chased after Xiao Sanzi, asking, "Going...going to Moscow? To Moscow in the Soviet Union?"
Good heavens, flying is already scary enough for them, why do they have to fly?
Xiao Sanzi was in a hurry to go back and sell soy milk.
Surprisingly, Russians not only love milk, but also soy milk. Whether they eat it with fried dough sticks or sesame balls for breakfast or drink it as a beverage, they accept it well.
Now his face was full of impatience: "If it's not Moscow in the Soviet Union, where else could it be? What's so strange about that! Plenty of us here have been to Moscow."
What happened?
This can be considered a special industry in Zhimen: international human porters.
To pay less tax, many Russians were happy to organize human porters, each carrying $5,000 worth of goods to Moscow.
But sometimes, it's not so easy to find manual laborers. And some people might change their minds and want to sell the goods themselves once they arrive in Moscow.
Especially for traders from outside Moscow, such as those from Poland or Romania, once they arrive in Moscow, they are outsiders and may not be able to prevail against the other side.
However, if they look for people from outside Moscow, it means they will have to spend more time and money, which is not cost-effective.
Over time, the shrewd middlemen and their associates set their sights on the villagers of the Zhimen area.
They went to Moscow and were unfamiliar with the place, so they didn't want to fall out with the middlemen and would obediently deliver the goods.
Moreover, they are locals from Jiangzhimen, and they are acquaintances with the middlemen and traders, so it is much safer than randomly soliciting people.
Most importantly, their fees are not high.
If you give them ten or twenty dollars, or a bag of Moscow specialties, and let them wander around the streets of Moscow for half a day, they'll be more than happy to go.
How could middlemen and traders not like these cheap and readily available porters?
Of course, for ease of management and safety reasons, not all villagers are suitable for this job. It's best if they can speak a few words of Russian so they don't easily get lost.
This has further fueled the enthusiasm of villagers in the Zhimen area to learn Russian. Now, almost everyone can chat with a Russian.
Young people, needless to say, almost everyone has a Russian-language booklet.
The book edited by Wang Xiao wasn't officially published; it was printed by the steel mill's printing plant itself. In the Jiangzhimen area, it sold better than the books on the shelves of Xinhua Bookstore.
Almost everyone had a copy; when people had free time, they were too lazy to gossip. They were mostly buried in memorizing Russian, hoping to have a grand vision and make more money from the Russians.
These are clearly literate people. What about the illiterate villagers?
Even the political commissar of the army cursed the devil. Back when he was a clerk, the army was working to foster closer ties between the military and the people, and there was also a task of teaching literacy to adults in the village.
As a result, these guys learned to read haphazardly when they were young, and were shamelessly illiterate; now that they're old and frail, they've learned Russian fluently one after another.
With a single open mouth, there was no greeting whatsoever, not even a slight rustle.
When the families of soldiers from nearby air force units saw this, they were filled with envy and jealousy.
Why?
Is it because the military family members have bad tongues and can't learn the Russian language?
Pshaw! No way, they're not that stupid.
Because their status as military dependents is somewhat special, obtaining passports for going abroad is quite troublesome, so they can only watch enviously as the villagers earn this money.
That's so unfair, really.
This is truly the first time in so many years that they have ever envied farmers so much.
This is truly a case of making money without lifting a finger, simply by sitting on a plane and indulging in some fancy food.
They all came back and kept bragging every day.
Do you know how wide and impressive the streets of Moscow are?
Do you know how big and spacious Red Square is? Hey! I heard they have a military parade every November 7th. I'll definitely go see the Russian troops then.
Do you know how popular Lenin's Mausoleum is? It's really strange that some Russians even get married in a cemetery.
Isn't this a case of mixing up weddings and funerals?
I know, I know, I know you've seen Western shows and had your fill of foreign things.
One after another, it just keeps going on and on.
Oh, and these villagers are being fussy these days, complaining about the long flight and the discomfort, demanding a price increase. Nobody's going to lift a finger without twenty dollars.
Even so, Russians still frequently sought them out.
Outsiders can only envy this.
The villagers' representatives from Airport Village stared wide-eyed, their mouths agape. They wondered if everything they had experienced was a dream.
What kind of logic is it to pay someone to fly abroad for fun?
If this happened 30 years from now, people would probably be alarmed and suspect they're about to be ripped off, but right now, ordinary people have no concept of that.
The key point is that they didn't even screen young and beautiful women; it was a bunch of wrinkled old men, the kind of people even human traffickers wouldn't bother to look at.
Therefore, their paid overseas travel is simply unbelievable.
While the twenty village representatives were still struggling between fantasy and reality, Xiao Sanzi couldn't wait to ask, "Your Airport Village doesn't want the commercial city to go there, right? Oh, that's great. You'd better write me a guarantee right now, and I'll take it to Boss Wang immediately. They'll definitely be back today."
He turned to his friend excitedly and said, "My hometown wants a commercial city, but Xiaozhou isn't going to do it, so it's perfect to do it in my hometown."
Their family came to Jiangdong from their ancestors' refuge from famine and war. There are quite a few factories in their hometown now.
When relatives from their hometown came and saw how prosperous their area was, they were all incredibly envious and wanted to ride on that incredible wealth.
The old Party Secretary, who was at the head of the group, suddenly snapped out of his daze and immediately shook his head vigorously, refusing three times in a row: "I don't want it, I didn't, get out of here."
Damn it, do they think they're idiots?
Which is the sunny avenue, and which is the narrow, precarious bridge? Don't they know yet?
So when the village delegation returned to Xiaozhou Airport, as soon as they got off the plane, everyone said in unison: Build it! This international trade city must be built.
Goodness, do you know how lively the area around Jiangzhimen is? Houses are being built everywhere in the village.
Single-story houses are being expanded into multi-story buildings, two-story villas are being converted into three-story buildings, and even beautiful large tile-roofed houses are being demolished and rebuilt. They're all quite impressive.
They really know how to spend money.
They're really rich, and they're very good at making money.
Wang Xiao chuckled inwardly. If they weren't allowed to spend money building houses, the consequence of making money so easily would be the rise of gambling, prostitution, and drugs.
Have you not seen the tragic mess left behind in villages undergoing demolition?
Managing wealth is a rather rare skill.
It's good to build more houses. Given the development momentum of Zhimen, these two nearby villages will definitely have to be demolished in the future.
Don't thank her too much then, because she'll bequeath wealth to their descendants.
Ivanov had just finished the joint venture procedures with Wang Xiao when he witnessed the three-part transformation of a Chinese farmer, which amazed him greatly.
"Your Majesty, how do you know they will definitely agree?"
Tang Yicheng was also surprised. In fact, as a retired special forces soldier who had carried out many missions, he had seen what it meant to be troublesome.
Trying to reason with them is pointless; there are just too many people who want to take more than their share.
Wang Xiao was puzzled: "Why won't they agree? They're not troublemakers."
She pointed to the cattle, sheep, chickens, and ducks being led away by the villagers, as well as the vegetable fields being harvested, and earnestly emphasized, "Being able to cultivate the land and raise poultry and livestock here means that they recognize the basic principle of exchanging labor for wealth. Anyone who recognizes this point can absolutely not be called a troublemaker."
If the capitalists acknowledge that labor has made the working people rich, then they are the ones who provide food and clothing for the capitalists.
As a normal capitalist, how could she possibly call for their destruction?
Land is the most important means of production for farmers, so isn't it normal for them to be concerned about land scarcity?
Instead of wasting time trying to wipe them out, we should find a way to solve their worries.
Honestly, she couldn't understand why people would spend five million yuan to solve the problems of petitioners, yet refuse to spend a single penny and insist on spending an additional five thousand yuan for "stability maintenance."
What's the point? To display the arrogance, superiority, and haughtiness of power? Bah, that's clearly foolish.
They are clearly a community with a shared future, yet they insist on pushing people to the opposing side; this completely contradicts the principle of "harmony brings wealth," and it doesn't align with Wang Xiao's principles of conduct.
Of course, Wang Xiao was confident to say this because the real estate market had not yet taken off, and people did not yet have the concept of getting rich through demolition and relocation.
Otherwise, she certainly wouldn't have been able to speak so righteously and forcefully.
After all, wealth is a powerful motivator. Which is more tempting: future wealth or wealth that is already within reach? It's hard to say.
But now, as soon as she said that, she was immediately surrounded by an aura of glory.
Even Tang Yicheng felt deeply ashamed, realizing he was indeed incompetent, no wonder he failed to join the Party in the army.
Even Vice Mayor Sun, who was listening nearby, felt his face burning, as if he had been subtly insulted.
He couldn't understand Russian, but for this important reception, the city government specially hired a translator, who made sure he heard every single word of their noble character.
To be honest, if Wang Xiao hadn't intervened, he would definitely not have been lenient in his methods in order to resolve the villagers' disturbance as soon as possible and successfully retain the investors.
At the very least, those who instigate trouble should definitely be sent to a training course.
Otherwise, if they are allowed to cause trouble, not only will the International Trade City be lost, but other big bosses will also be afraid to invest in Xiaozhou in the future.
As a result, compared with Wang Xiaoyi, he couldn't help but doubt himself: were his ideas and methods really worthy of the title of "local official"?
These are truly their own parents; how could they be so rough with them!
Wang Xiao looked at Vice Mayor Sun with a smile and said sincerely, "Of course, the main reason is that I have long felt that the leaders and people of Xiaozhou government are practical and reasonable. The leaders are conscientious and the people are diligent. In such a place with outstanding people and resources, even if there are some small misunderstandings and frictions at the beginning, as long as things are explained clearly, everyone can naturally shake hands and make peace."
Tang Yicheng had no time to reflect on his own actions; he could only stand by and marvel.
Oh my, even now she's still trying to flatter her boss, that's really something.
Wang Xiao continued, “Really, I’ve always felt that the temperament of a local government and the temperament and conduct of its people are like the parents and children in a family. Parents are a mirror for their children, and children learn from their parents. The same is true for ordinary people. And the facts prove that this is indeed the case; the people of Airport Village are indeed so simple, down-to-earth, and enterprising.”
Even the well-informed and accustomed-to-flattery Vice Mayor Sun couldn't help but feel a chill on his face, waving his hands repeatedly: "Not at all, we still have a lot to improve on."
Wang Xiao immediately extended his hand, his gaze firm yet gentle: "Then let's make progress together."
Ivanov couldn't understand what they were saying, and he shook hands with them in a daze. Then, with a "click," a photograph bearing historical significance was taken.
Years later, the Xiaozhou Municipal Archives still has this original photograph. It can only be seen by the public when an exhibition is held.
Unfortunately, Ivanov was still out of it at this moment. When he accompanied Wang Xiao to see the municipal leaders off, he took advantage of the fact that they couldn't understand Russian and said to Wang Xiao in a melancholy tone, "Now I finally understand why the Soviet Union collapsed."
Those who are high and mighty have forgotten where their wealth comes from.
They indulge in their wealth without restraint, yet they arrogantly look down on those who create it, even believing that they are the ones supporting the latter.
No wonder the people abandoned them. Who needs arrogant and foolish parasites to lord it over them?
The translator hired by the municipal government glanced at him, but wisely refrained from translating his words to the leader.
After all, this is their private matter, and he should respect the privacy of foreign businessmen.
Ivanov sighed with emotion: "Your Majesty, I thought you would let the local government take the initiative to suppress us."
"There's no need," Wang Xiao joked. "Where there is oppression, there is resistance. Besides, even a powerful dragon can't suppress a local snake. This place is very desolate, and the nearest village is Airport Village. We'll be relying on them a lot in the future. If we don't do a good job of persuading the villagers, they'll harbor resentment and find opportunities to cause trouble in the future. We'll be the ones who suffer."
The basic level involves stealing from construction sites every few days.
That's impressive; he climbed onto the building and threatened to jump off.
Then she shouldn't do anything else; she should just be a firefighter every day, cleaning up other people's messes.
Ivanov fell silent again. After seeing his superior off, he didn't say a word, just staring blankly at the blue sky and the boundless wilderness.
Wang Xiao didn't have time to deal with him, so she simply let him be.
She was very busy, so she went to coordinate her work.
First, we must immediately and as quickly as possible clear 100 acres of land to make room for the giant inflatable tent.
Secondly, construction should begin on the remaining 50 mu of land.
Wang Xiao was quite straightforward. When Xiao Zhou first sent her an invitation, before she could even give him a definite answer, she took the initiative to find technical staff from an architectural design institute to come and plan and design the project.
She didn't look elsewhere, but went directly to the Jiangbei Provincial Architectural Design Institute.
Although this design institute is not a well-known brand nationwide;
But since their home is in Jiangbei, they are most familiar with the local culture, geography, and climate. Their architectural designs may not be stunning, but they are at least practical.
Secondly, if she didn't go through them, how could Wang Xiao subtly hint to Xiaozhou that she was indeed interested in building an international trade city near the airport?
In fact, Vice Mayor Sun did successfully persuade his superiors and colleagues based on this point, and strongly promoted the project.
Wang Xiao demanded speed; the warehouses and warehouse-style supermarkets had to be built and put into use before the winter chill set in, and then the high-rise buildings could be constructed.
Once the high-rise building is completed and the warehouse supermarket can be relocated there, an annex will be built on top of the original supermarket.
Isn't it a hassle? But there's no other way, because no matter how useful an inflatable tent is, you still need emergency equipment.
Summer is fine; the high humidity makes it less likely for fires to start. But when the weather gets dry, fire prevention alone requires an extra investment of several million dollars.
Can you believe it? Wang Xiao bought 10 fire trucks and greening vehicles. They regularly spray water on construction sites to reduce dust, and they can save lives in critical moments.
Pshaw! Unless it's a critical moment, they're fine as greening vehicles.
To achieve high-speed operation, the military's construction company not only transferred 60% of its personnel, but also recruited more than 2,000 young and middle-aged farmers from the Xujiawei and Qinghewei flood discharge areas, as requested by Wang Xiao.
Why hire more than 2,000 people instead of hiring all 3,000 or so local young adults to work?
Sigh, the remaining nearly a thousand people have to work at the resort in Jiangzhimen.
Seriously, ever since they opened their minds and discovered that making money from the Russians was faster and easier, the farmers in Jiangmen no longer cared about being construction workers.
In their words, they wouldn't even want to move for 10 yuan a day, let alone 5 yuan a day.
It is typically easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but difficult to go from extravagance to frugality.
Fortunately, while they were unwilling, there were plenty of people willing to do it.
Farmers in the flood discharge areas near Xujiawei and Qinghewei were more enthusiastic than anyone else in signing up.
Where else can you find such a good deal? It includes food and drinks for a month, plus a 200 yuan bonus at the end of the month, and you can go home every month to see your elderly parents and children.
Seriously, the other villages in Hongguang Town that weren't flooded are extremely envious of them.
Oh my, it's just that the house and land were submerged in water for two months.
Not only did every household receive several thousand yuan, but they also received all the government-provided food aid, furniture, and clothing donated by businesses.
Everyone has seen those furniture and clothes; they may be old, but they are still usable.
Especially the clothes, many of the materials inside are very sturdy.
Even after the floodwaters receded, the soybean seeds they planted in their fields were all provided by the government.
Oh, and I heard they also have cheap fertilizers available exclusively for them.
Honestly, this kind of land doesn't even cost money.
That's outrageous.
Now it's even worse; we have to introduce them to jobs and arrange for them to build houses, where they can earn several hundred yuan a month.
Honestly, if I had known this would happen, I would have preferred to have flooded my own village.
Look at them, they first sent a thousand or so people to Jiangzhimen to make money, and then they sent more than two thousand people to Jiangbei to build houses.
This time the pay is even higher, 10 yuan a day!
I have no worries about food and drink, and I earn 300 yuan a month.
Even if I can't go home normally, what's the big deal? I'd be angry if I stayed home every day looking at a poor, dilapidated stove.
Wang Xiao and Tang Yicheng were both a little surprised by how things had turned out, but Xiang Dong was not surprising at all.
Rural areas are prone to disasters; when his hometown was flooded, a large number of people fled to escape famine.
Who cares? At most, the city will tell you to get lost and stop being a vagrant, disrupting the normal lives of city dwellers.
Now, Xujiawei and Qinghewei are not neglected. They have food, drink, and clothing, and they are not stuck on the dikes with no future in sight. What is there for them to be upset about?
You city dwellers have had too many good days. You don't know how hard life is in the countryside, nor do you know how much hardship farmers endure.
At this moment, Feng Zhonglin was also smiling beside him, comforting Wang Xiao: "Don't worry, they're not spoiled children, it's nothing for them to suffer a little loss. As long as we can still get by in the future, it's fine."
Right now, he sees these farmers all full of enthusiasm.
Because almost every household in the village near Zhimen was building a house, the construction workers in Hongguang Town were quite vigilant and spontaneously organized a patrol team. They patrolled the resort construction site every day to catch those who stole building materials from the site.
The latter isn't poor; it's purely a case of petty-bourgeois mentality—wanting to grab a few more handfuls of vegetables after already paying.
But when they reached out and got caught, they certainly couldn't solve the problem by arguing, throwing a tantrum, or rolling on the ground.
The International Trade City is not a law enforcement agency, and its approach to dealing with petty theft is quite simple and direct: it doesn't cover it up or try to whitewash the situation.
Simply put, it boils down to two words: openness.
After the information was made public, those who wanted to take advantage found themselves to have suffered a great loss.
The Russians would avoid their homes like the plague, neither coming to eat nor staying overnight. Even worse, they would precisely avoid hiring porters.
Because the Russians believe that thievery is addictive; they can steal from construction sites, and they can steal from themselves.
Less than three days later, the villagers who had committed the petty theft couldn't take it anymore. They took the initiative to apologize to the commercial city and even donated 500 yuan to the disaster area to show their remorse and determination to change their ways.
At this point, the commercial city will no longer keep pressing the matter.
As for their reputation, let time help fade the stain. When the Russians forget about it or can no longer care, that's when the matter will be over.
Hey! This move not only greatly reduced the losses at the construction site, but also allowed the migrant workers in Hongguang Town to stand tall and proud.
The previous feeling of being cautious and humble while living under someone else's roof was completely swept away.
Now, upon arriving at Xiaozhou Airport, they decided to follow suit.
Okay, whatever the reason, as long as the team's morale is stable, that's fine.
Wang Xiao fully respected everyone's right to autonomy, and after the discussion, he stopped talking nonsense and got right to work.
After all, only by earning money can one have a secure life and a bright future.
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After some thought, I decided to divide it into two chapters. The next chapter will be written as an extra, from the perspective of the children in Airport Village.
Yes, I'll update at 5 PM.
Laughing and crying, don't get me wrong, although this story did terribly, I have no intention of canceling it. (I guess my increasingly disastrous writing career is also related to this kind of mentality of not being able to cut corners).
Additionally, note that since 1980, there have been no class restrictions for air travel; a letter of introduction from a county or regimental level official was sufficient to purchase a ticket. In 1993, the requirement for a letter of introduction was abolished, and valid identification documents such as an ID card were all that was needed to buy a ticket.
This is probably one of the reasons why chartered air transport in the early 1990s was mostly carried out by foreign traders.
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