Twenty Seven Years Chapter 321

  Chapter 321 I seem to see the future

   If in order to clean up this small team, they are alarmed and miss the opportunity to attack their large forces, then the loss outweighs the gain.

  Verak felt that he had to work as an undercover agent for a while longer, and this matter might not be able to be handled by relying on sub-stations.

   "That Sean...keep it...influence us...or make it..."

   "Sean is useful, you bear with it first... and then act..."

  My existence made this group of people have to pretend all the time. It seemed that the fake Morais was a little dissatisfied with this, and hoped that the fake Boyne would get him away. However, a simple-minded person like "Sean" who can do whatever he wants is of great value to Fake Boyin, and he doesn't want to just throw it away.

  Afterwards, the people in the room talked about the specific amount of money they each received today. Verak felt that important information had been grasped, and it would be dangerous to stay here to eavesdrop, so he returned to his room and lay down, making guesses and adjusting action plans based on the information he had so far.

   First of all, it has been determined that there are forces behind these people.

  Their daily recruiting areas are arranged by the forces behind them, and 70% of the money they cheated in the end must be handed over. This shows that the behavior of pretending to be equal and accumulating money should be instigated and protected by the forces behind them.

   So how big is the force behind this?

   While eating in the cafeteria at noon, Verac learned from the workers that this group of counterfeiters had been active in the neighborhood of Kip City at least a month ago, committing fraud.

   And Kip City is not too big, so a few teams can profit from such a place, and it won't be able to accommodate any more.

   But judging from the group of people I have come into contact with, it is impossible for several groups of people to exist in Kipu City at the same time.

After all, there is news circulating in every street. The only team that Verac has contacted has fake Boyne, fake Morais, fake Keating, fake himself, etc., and almost all the equal members who can be named The wanted people were all arranged in. If there really were other teams, then the other teams could only pretend to be some comrades from the Equality Society who were not well-known.

   This is very unreasonable. Verak believes that if the forces behind it plan normally, they should set up a few more teams, and divide the main figures of the Equality Society into several teams. This squad is led by Fake Boyne, and that squad is led by Fake Morais. It won't be that one is all big shots and the other is unknown, and it is even more impossible for their identities to overlap, because once they overlap, a person claiming to be the president Boyin appears in the two blocks at the same time. The fraud is self-defeating.

  Pile all the characters in one team, in his eyes there is only one possibility.

  That is, there is only this fake team in Kip City.

  Otherwise, the logic is completely unjustified.

  Following this line of thought, the scope of influence of the forces behind it will not be limited to the area of ​​Kip City. It is very likely that it is a well-organized large-scale counterfeit gang that manipulates teams from multiple places to commit fraud.

   If you can follow the clues to find the people behind them, maybe you can directly uproot this gang and clean it up at once.

  In addition to this conclusion, Vilak also got a piece of information by eavesdropping on the conversation of the counterfeit gang just now.

   These people are going to meet with the forces behind it, not only to hand over 70% of the profits, but also to know the location of the next day's activities.

   This shows that the forces behind them are also in Kip City. Otherwise, just send the money directly and call to ask about the recruiting area tomorrow.

   Could it be that it is such a coincidence that the headquarters of this large counterfeit gang is located in Kip City?

   Unable to determine.

To put it bluntly, Veraker still knows too little information. These are his inferences based on the pitiful information. Whether it is true or not, and whether he can dig deeper, needs more information to help prove it. ,promote.

   "Hmm..." Verak lay on the bed and massaged his temples, trying to relax himself as much as possible, and he couldn't think effectively if he didn't mix his thoughts together.

  The only thing we can do now is to contact Benedict, who is guarding outside, and ask him to track down the counterfeit organization later, find the person who is in contact with them, and even the location of the headquarters.

  If there is only one connector, then I will stand still first, look for opportunities to find out the headquarters of the fake organization, and catch all of them.

  If the headquarters is really in Kip City, this matter has to be discussed in the long run, and the Equality Association's main station will send people to intervene.

   There is still no movement outside, it is estimated that they are still in a meeting.

  Verak got up and found a pen and paper, wrote down the situation as briefly as possible, and entrusted Benedict to track down the fake gang members who will go out to meet the forces behind them, and then come back and report the situation to him.

After finishing writing neatly, Verac came to the window, opened it slowly, glanced cautiously at the next room to make sure there was no danger there, and then poked his head out to look for the figure of Benedict who was guarding him .

   Soon, Benedict, who was hiding in a dark corner, saw Verac and walked quickly to the downstairs illuminated by street lights.

  Villac didn't speak, just crumpled up the paper and threw it down. Then, without staying too long, he closed the window and lay back on the bed.

  Benedict, who picked up the ball of paper and opened it to understand the situation and tasks, hid in the darkness again, quietly waiting for the people from the fake organization to appear.

   About ten minutes later, Verak, who was pretending to sleep, heard the door opening next door.

   It is estimated that the meeting is over.

   Soon, the door of his room was pushed open carefully. Fake Boyin glanced at him, saw that he was sleeping soundly and snoring, and closed the door as if nothing had happened and left.

   Verak, who had heard all the subtle noises in his ears, opened his eyes again.

  He can't sleep, he has to wait for Benedict to come back from the investigation, and adjust the follow-up response plan based on what Benedict saw.

  At the same time, in the director's office of Nak Weaving Factory

  Andre waited patiently for Winston to count today's production.

  If it weren't for the counterfeit gang that took away some energy and started counting now, this result could have been obtained a few hours ago.

   "It's out." Winston let out a long sigh of relief, not daring to take his eyes off the list for half a second.

   "How is it?!" Andre asked eagerly.

  Although they all said before that they would accept it no matter what, but at the moment when they really wanted to know, their hearts still involuntarily raised their throats.

  Winston moved his eyes away with difficulty, and looked at Andre, a smile gradually emerged: "Five times."

  Five times!

Of course, most of the reason for this is that each production line is equipped with machines and realized mechanization. However, under Winston's calculations, the machines alone can only increase the original output by three times, and now it can reach five times. , to achieve the first goal on the first day, or rely on the strength of the workers!

   "Five times?!" Andre thought he heard it wrong, with a happy and worried smile, "Really five times?!"

   "A little more!" Winston felt the pressure on his shoulders disappear, and he was lighter than ever before. He wanted to let go of the roar a few times, and release the squeezed emotions in his heart.

   "Doesn't that mean we can break even?!" Andre asked.

"That's right, the first goal has been achieved! And this is only the first day. When we are more experienced in the arrangement of welfare facilities, we can cut excess costs, absorb enough suggestions, optimize the production line and increase production capacity. The goal of ten times is really hopeful!" Winston said with a grin.

Andre leaned back and looked up at the ceiling: "Huh... Actually, I had already made a very optimistic estimate for the first day's output. Considering the mechanization and the high morale of the workers, quadruple should not be a big problem , after adjustments, it will not take long to achieve balance of payments. I didn't expect to be able to reach five times on the first day, which makes me feel a little unreal..."

   "How inauthentic?" It was just the two of them in the room now, and Winston wondered how others felt.

"How should I put it, I just discovered that it turned out to be so simple. It turns out that working eight hours is also possible. It turns out that apart from oppressing and exploiting workers, there is really another more feasible way for factories to go big..." This shock made Andre in a daze, "Those are all wrong, really wrong, it is wrong to make workers work to death, it is wrong to give them pitiful wages, the correct answer is made by us Now, we can completely win-win, and everyone's life can be better. Things have come to this point, not a lot of it can only be like this, but because those factory owners and capitalists are greedy, because they are greedy, there is no other Another question..."

"Don't be so anxious to talk about this. This is just the beginning. Everyone's momentum must be very strong. It is uncertain what will happen in the future. In short, after two months of successful operation, we have achieved ten times the previous output and become The most successful weaving factory of its size, that is the real victory!" Winston couldn't laugh or cry at Andre's words, he felt that they were only half successful before they said this.

  Andre took deep breaths frequently, trying to calm down, but he poured a glass of water tremblingly, spilling it all over the table: "Comrade Winston, come and drink water."

   Arms crossed his chest, Winston smiled and watched Andre trembling with excitement, quickly removed all the documents and wiped off the water with a cloth: "Calm down, Comrade Andre!"

   "I can't calm down anymore, hahahaha!" Andre laughed loudly when he knew that he was embarrassed.

   "I really want to yell now." Winston said.

   "Then roar, such a big good thing, you should make a fuss. Especially you, as the main person in charge and initiator of the pilot factory, the pressure is usually too great, and you should release it."

"No." Winston didn't do that, and shook his head with a smile, his face full of satisfaction, "Shouting so much at night is too disturbing for others to rest, and I don't have anything to vent. It feels like everything is worth it, and there is no regret in dying.”

"You just said that this is just the way to go. Don't talk about whether you are dead or not, we have to make greater achievements! This is just the beginning!" Andre picked up the water glass, "There is no wine here, we Let's drink a glass of water to celebrate!"

   "Okay." Winston raised his glass and drank the water in one gulp.

   After drinking the water, Andre calmed down a little. He stood up and paced back and forth in the room.

   "Verak will definitely be very happy to know about this." Thinking of Verak who was busy with himself on this matter, Winston couldn't wait to share the good news.

"Oh yes! Comrade Verak said before he left that President Boyne wanted him to report on the situation of the factory tonight, but it is inconvenient for him to be an undercover agent in a counterfeit gang now, so let us talk to the president!" Ann Andre remembered one more thing, and immediately dialed the phone.

   It is already twelve o'clock in the middle of the night.

  Boin, who was far away in Laizein, did not take a break. As usual, he sacrificed part of his rest time to deal with the backlog of official duties, and urged all sub-stations to seize the time to investigate counterfeit gangs, and tried their best to prevent more people from being deceived.

  When his subordinate told him that there was a call from Nak Weaving Factory, he rushed over to answer it immediately.

   "Hello? I'm Bo, ahem, Bo Yin."

"President! I'm Andre, and the first day's output of the factory has been counted! Five times! Five times! We achieved a balance of payments on the first day! We can make money even after working eight hours! Give workers more Good treatment can also make money! We are half successful! Let Comrade Winston tell you the details!" Andre finished speaking loudly into the phone and handed the phone to Winston.

   "President, I am Winston." Winston said.

  Boyin was amused by Andre's incoherent speech: "Hehe, tell me about it."

"The situation is just as Comrade Andre said. The production capacity reached five times the original level on the first day, and our first goal was directly achieved... I am optimistic about the subsequent performance, because the cost should be reduced again, The output can also be mentioned again, and there is still a lot of room for improvement... I can't guarantee 100% that we will succeed, but at least with such an outstanding and amazing performance on the first day, I want to achieve the final goal and become the most profitable The weaving factory, which makes all profit-seeking factory owners flock to imitate and learn, is no longer our bold fantasy, but a reasonable estimate based on the reality..."

"Okay." Boin called Morais over and listened to the good news over there, "Ahem, I'm very happy that our attempt has taken the first step of success. I've always been coughing, I believe in you very much, and I know that we will succeed..."

   Winston's eye sockets were moist.

  The research he has done in the past few years has not been in vain, and his enthusiasm is not without value.

  What the future world should look like has already been sketched out bit by bit by him.

   "Comrade Boyne." Winston wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said happily, "I seem to have seen the future."

  May 18th, one o'clock in the morning

  Verak, who was sleepy for a long time, heard a cat meowing outside. He got up from the bed, got out of bed and opened the window to look around.

   Finally saw Benedict waving to him at the corner.

  He hasn't heard the movement outside yet, the person sent out by the counterfeit organization should not have returned yet, why did Benedict find him first?

   Without waiting for him to think about it, Benedict threw a ball of paper precisely through the window into his room.

   Picking up the ball of paper, Verac stood in front of the window and unfolded it to check the information detected by Benedict.

  Just glanced at it, and what was written in it made his eyes widen, and then he quickly looked at Benedict downstairs, and made a silent confirmation through his eyes.

  (end of this chapter)

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