"You are united in love and love labor. No force can make people great and wise like labor, that is, the power of collective, friendly and free labor."
"In less than three days, we will say goodbye. Although I am reluctant to let you go, all good things must come to an end." Fang Zheng paused after saying this, observing the reactions below out of habit.
The guards on both sides, Jian the translator, had already adapted to Fang Zhengyi's speaking style, and conveyed his feelings in a vivid and emotional way.
When I heard about the farewell, I couldn't help but sigh in my heart.
Many sentimental craftsmen looked at Fang Zhengyi with red eyes.
These lowest-level craftsmen have never been treated as human beings and are basically the same as cattle and horses.
They had never seen Fang Zhengyi so gentle and kind to the craftsmen in their lives, and they were already grateful to him in their hearts.
In addition, Fang Zheng kept praising himself, and he couldn't help but glorify himself in his heart.
Although I didn't do much work, I still considered it done as I did a little. Everyone does this and there are some who are lazier than me. So, isn't it me who loves labor?
The emotion spread like a virus. Fang Zhengyi continued, "Although the banquet is over, I hope to do things from beginning to end like you do, so I decided to hold another bonfire party tonight and sing "We Craftsmen Have Power" again. If anyone else has a program, come and sign up with me."
"In addition, tomorrow I will give everyone a gift that I carefully prepared to thank you for your support for my work during this period of time."
“I believe that sooner or later I will be able to work with you all again!”
"Finally, I hope everyone will take a shower and change clothes before the superiors come, so as to welcome the inspection from above with the best mental outlook. The meeting is adjourned!"
As soon as the word "adjourn" was said, some people in the audience started crying.
Then someone shouted: "Goodbye, Lord Fang, thank you, Lord Fang..." and there were all kinds of words.
The guards on both sides tried to translate diligently, but the emotions below were too strong.
The guard was also moved to tears. He looked at Fang Zhengyi emotionally and said with a nasal voice, "Sir Fang, after the battle, I will still fight you."
How badly were you two treated before? The old man Paba must have been used to ordering his servants around for free, and this is the result of not being paid enough for the work.
Fang Zhengyi suppressed his smile and patted the guard on the shoulder. In the end, he just sighed in disappointment and left the center of the camp with his hands behind his back.
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