"I will provide you with an appropriate number of job opportunities, solving the settlement issues for your people. For the time being, your people will have to live in the communal sleep pods, as new houses in the town are still under construction. However, you can start saving money now. When the time comes, the rent wonât be too expensive, but it wonât be cheap either. Lastly, let me emphasize once more. In my territory, robbery, theft, private fights, and other illegal activities are prohibited. Otherwise, you will be punished by death. Here, I am the law. If you have any questions, raise your hand."
Someone below asked about next yearâs Pu Cha.
Ren Zhong just broke into a smile, "Weâll think about next yearâs matters next year. For now, staying alive is most important. Additionally, the temporary wasteland quotas will definitely increase by then, so those who work hard, are ambitious, and perform well in all aspects have a chance to stay, and also a chance to help their families secure a quota. At worst, Iâll personally send some of you back to your respective tribe settlements. By then, Mengdu Groupâs strategy may change again, but Iâve at least sheltered you for a year, right? Dismissed!"
Ren Zhong was very satisfied with his performance.
This is a far-sighted yet relatively benevolent and also domineering smart capitalist, who wonât arouse too much suspicion from the Association over there.
Others would only marvel at his decisive actions, risking danger for profit and opposing Mengdu Group.
At least they wouldnât associate him with a Revolutionary.
After Ren Zhong left, Wang Zhaofu talked for a long time and distributed the detailed "Starfire Town Management Guidelines" to everyone.
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"Iâm asking if you can give me a break! Do you think Iâm the bastard son of the CEO of Mengdu Group? Even if you poke a hole in the sky, do you think I can still protect you?"
In the private biological laboratory, Sun Miao, having just hung up a call, stared hard at Ren Zhong.
Brother Sun was both frustrated and anxious.
Clearly, the issue with the cancered infants was significant, yet Ren Zhong was restless, always making high-profile moves in front of Mengdu Group, as if afraid others wouldnât notice him.
Just now, the head of the Mengdu Groupâs Liao Yuan branch pulled Sun Miao and the executive president of the R&D headquarters into a small online meeting room, issuing a stern protest against him and Ren Zhong.
Ren Zhongâs actions were undermining the established management rules on Source Star, openly riding on Mengdu Groupâs dignity, and causing great trouble for his work.
Although Sun Miao, who provided the brain implantation technology, made significant contributions and had some privileges.
But Ren Zhong only sold a bit of blood samples and didnât even sell them to the Liao Yuan branch, nor had he contributed anything to Mengdu Group, so why is he being so brash, repeatedly challenging the authority of one of the Nine Major Groups?
The other party demanded Sun Miao give Ren Zhong an ultimatum, otherwise, Mengdu Group might quietly initiate a "special act" against Ren Zhong, this mere Fourth Level Citizen.
Ren Zhong, after being scolded by Brother Sun, wasnât angry and simply asked how the infant was doing.
Sun Miaoâs attention was immediately diverted, "Everythingâs fine on Shadowâs side. The due date is in eleven days. Damn, Iâm talking about the issue here! Really, just drive some people away, even if only part of them. I canât stand you taking everyone in without leaving anyone behind. Iâm really scared."
Ren Zhong asked again, "Brother Sun, have you heard of âunder the lamp, itâs darkâ?"
"Whatâs that?"
"The candlelight doesnât illuminate under the candlestick. It means the more reckless we act over here, the less theyâll suspect weâre quietly doing something in this lab. Also, Brother Sun, donât you think thereâs something wrong with what you said? Do you think those wastelanders in the wasteland tribes count as people?"
Sun Miao: "What do you mean?"
"They have noses and eyes, they have feelings. You said to just drive some people away. Fine, tomorrow Iâll make a list for you. You name them, and Iâll drive them away. But I hope you remember, behind those names are living human lives just like yours and mine. Just like those tragic volunteers you canât bear to see in the Mengdu Group lab."
Sun Miao was silent.
Ren Zhongâs words were ones he couldnât respond to.
Ren Zhong continued, "Brother Sun, you now know that the lifespan issue of humans on Source Star is due to some people or some forces we havenât realized wanting certain benefits and deliberately shortening it. You want to change it through your efforts, but essentially, youâre resisting the system of Source Star. Iâm the same, so even if we have to take some risks, our original intention cannot change."
"The reason I ultimately decided to let you produce the brain implantation technology is because even if you donât hand it over, Group Two of the Shu Project will have results. This is something we canât change, so we reluctantly made the decision. However, we can still choose what kind of people we want to be. Today retreat a little from the bottom line, tomorrow retreat a little more, and before long, weâll become people just like Mengdu Group."
Sun Miao suddenly waved his hand, "I was wrong! Ugh, sorry. So what should I say to Mengdu Group?"
Ren Zhong nodded, "Ah, thatâs more like it."
"Damn! Get out, get out, get out!"
"Is that how you talk to your boss?"
"Dear boss, please graciously exit. Before that, please teach me how to respond to Mengdu Group."
"In this kind of thing, thereâs no room for deception. You directly tell them on my behalf, these people are this CEOâs cheap labor, and I want all of them. But I will still drive them away before the next Pu Cha, and until then, let them rest easy."
"That bold?"
"Yes, exactly that bold."
"Youâre even more arrogant than I am."
"Absolutely."
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