This trip to the capital was a complete success. I was successfully admitted to the University of Buddhism and achieved my set goal.
I also started two new companies and set some small goals.
This expenditure is so outrageous that it has depleted almost all the working capital of the Prali factory, which is very dangerous.
After the down payment was given, Hongmu Company also began to acquire General Motors' stocks. The remaining Hongmu employees established a new public relations and intelligence department, which was mainly responsible for collecting various stock company information to prepare for the future.
This time San Jose returned to Cordoba. In addition to arranging future work, another purpose was to prepare another fund. The plastic factory has been completed and the new factory building will be used to obtain a bank mortgage loan. I believe the banks in the city will agree. Yes, this time we have to go back to the base camp to get money. Otherwise, it will be difficult if we can’t afford the first batch of installments. After all, the new production line is coming.
The trip to the capital made Saint Hesse really feel the benefits of having a large number of people. In the past, he only found it a bit difficult, but the problem was not that big. And these unions' nonsense also made him feel the weakness of the democratically elected government for the first time. Of course, the incompetent military government also Not to Saint Jose's liking.
In fact, everything about the city of Cordoba is good, but there are fewer people. More people are more powerful. This is indeed an eternal truth. Only mass production can cause qualitative changes. Saint Jose has experienced it more deeply.
The Putrajaya metropolitan area is ten times the size of the Cordoba metropolitan area, but the talents gathered are far more than ten times the size.
The steam train back to Córdoba departs at ten in the morning. The train station in Buenos Aires is much larger and the planning is more organized.
Now I could look at the scenery and chose a seat by the window. As soon as I got on the bus, I met a group of gangsters collecting money.
This time, St. Jose was wearing second-hand clothes that Nick Jr. had found. He was wearing a gaucho cowhide hat and dressed up like a farm herdsman. This was also St. Jose's daily attire for herding herds before he was sixteen years old.
He didn't take his suitcase with him and left it in a small warehouse in the capital. He only carried a cloth bag and the cash was loose paper.
The main reason is that he is afraid of trouble. With such a young gangster, there is no need to stand out. After all, it is not his own territory. These train robbers ransacked a car and broke the train without any security personnel or anything.
Sanjesé hesitantly handed over fifty pesos, but the gangster snatched it away.
The last time I came to the capital, I didn't encounter any problems. Now Saint Hesse has learned a little better. After all, you only have one life, so you can only wait and solve these problems slowly in the future.
Apart from these gangsters, there were no other accidents on the road. People who take the train nowadays are not very lucky.
You need to be more careful and cautious in the future. Ever since the last time Saint Jose and Nick Jr. had a late-night snack, they saw dozens of gangsters fighting with watermelon knives and the like, and they were fighting hard.
Another time I saw the body of a young man found in a smelly ditch the next day. The police ignored the incident and did not find out the real culprit.
These two special encounters also made Saint Hesse completely understand that this is not a peaceful country, and now is not a peaceful era. He somewhat misses that great country.
When you should be low-key, you should be more low-key. When you are away from home, you should not be too high-profile. When you are not strong enough, you can easily be fooled.
I don’t know if it was an illusion, but it seemed that there were a lot of people leaving the capital by train this time. It was crowded when I was in the waiting room, and there were many people queuing up. After checking the tickets, San Jose went to his seat and sat down.
There were more than half as many people in the car today as last time, and there were even a few people sitting around San Jose, talking loudly and wearing cowboy hats.
Saint Jose also listened to their chat with open ears, some gossip.
It turns out that these people came to the capital to participate in some kind of horse racing festival, which happened to end on Thursday, so they could catch the train back on Friday.
St. Jose had heard of the horse racing festival. He was considered a little prince of prairie horse racing back then, but he had never ridden a horse since he traveled across time.
San Jose didn't like talking to strangers very much, so he just listened to the conversation of these people. There were also a few people from Cordoba Province, but he didn't know them, so he just listened quietly to their bragging.
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Cordoba, the gate of Prali factory.
After getting off the tricycle in San Jose, he couldn't help but miss the taxis in the capital. It seemed that there were not many taxis in Cordoba.
As soon as he entered the factory, there seemed to be a desolate atmosphere in the air, and Saint Jose frowned.
The security guard at the door was not there, and there was no one in the factory. Today was Friday, normal working hours. I looked up at my watch and saw that it was not even 5 o'clock. Could it be that the people at Prali Factory were also on strike?
St. Jose came to the factory with some doubts. The first factory in Prali was still quite primitive.
The newly built brick walls and hardened floors are connected to the four indoor breeding farms, and the production lines arranged are empty.
After walking for more than ten meters, I saw some workers, only about twenty. The factory area was empty and the production lines were stopped.
It didn't seem like there was a strike, they were gathering together, and Rocks was saying something to reassure.
"Don't worry, everyone, our boss will be back today and will definitely help us solve the problem."
"Manager, it's not that we don't trust the factory director, it's just that Mad Dog Rooney's subordinates are too cruel. Many people in the factory have been threatened and beaten. They came to our house after they told us that we still came to work," said The middle-aged man looked panicked.
"Mad Dog Rooney? What the hell is this?" Sheng He was filled with questions. Could there be a dog nearby and threaten employees?
"Yes, several of our factory's security guards have been sent to the hospital. It's useless to call the police."
"We are just small employees and we want to continue to go to work, but life safety is also very important."
I was spotted after being away from Cordoba for a few days. It's okay. After listening to it for a while, Saint Jose finally understood. I don't know if some short-sighted person is going to cause trouble.
Saint Jose stood behind Cross and called, "Cross, what's going on?" Cross was startled and his face instantly turned pale.
"Old... boss... boss, you are finally back,"
"I'll settle the accounts with you later, and I won't report such a big thing," Saint Jose said a little annoyed. This factory is about to collapse. There are more than 500 workers, but only a few are left.
"Don't be afraid, everyone, who is this mad dog Rooney? If there is a problem, I will solve it." When San Jose returned to Cordoba, he calmed down and relaxed. This is the base camp.
Everyone was somewhat relieved when they saw the real boss coming.
You talked to each other, and it turned out that the Mad Dog Gang was a branch of the notorious foreign gang "Byrd Brotherhood" from the town of North DeAnnes.
During this time, it expanded to the urban area, cooperated with the local gangs in the big market, absorbed many new gang members, and its power expanded.
Seeing that the Prali factory was developing very well, I set my sights on this place.
At first, he sent a younger brother to collect some money or something. When Cross saw that it was better to do more than less, he gave it away. As a result, he became more and more arrogant.
The day before yesterday, he said harshly that he would have to pay 1 million pesos a month for "payment", otherwise the factory would not need to be opened.
Of course Cross would not agree and directly rejected their request.
The next day, almost all employees were warned not to go to work.
Even the people in the security department were injured and attacked in the evening. Most of the employees did not come to work today.
People who came to work were also threatened. Cross called the police, but the police refused to deal with it. They also locked up a few people from the security department and planned to wait for St. Jesus to come back before dealing with it.
Hehe, someone without a long-sighted eye is staring at me again.
Saint Jose thought for a moment and realized that it was not as simple as it seemed. A foreign gang, plus a local gang, dared to beat people and extort money, but the police would not accept it. It was a bit interesting.
"The factory has a day off today and tomorrow, and those who don't work will be paid basic wages. Please inform each other and come to work the day after tomorrow," Saint Jose continued, regardless of the workers' comments.
Then he left the factory without looking back, leaving the workers a little confused. It was too soon to start work the day after tomorrow.
"Listen to what the boss means, do you plan to pay me?"
How can it be possible to give money, and the revolution that is clean in the pocket now, since it cannot solve the problem, it must only solve the problem of the person who caused the problem. Saint Jose is already planning to do something big.
Now I need to appease the security guards in the hospital, bring out the people from the police station, and then collect intelligence to deal with this "Bird Brotherhood" so that I can deal with them.
St. Jose showed his officer's ID and bailed out several employees of the police station. The bail amount was 20,000 pesos, which was definitely not getting back. St. Jose almost cursed him. There is corruption everywhere. It's not a big deal whether it's a fight or not. It's not a small matter. This incident was obviously the fault of the police department. Saint Jose gave him a small step and he came down. After all, the people in the police department still understand the power of the original city guard. Of course, the brothers' extra money You just have to make money.
Those who entered the police station after fights were not serious, and those who were more serious were sent to nearby hospitals.
St. Jose rushed to the hospital with his people to express condolences, saying that each injured person would be given a bonus of 50,000 pesos from this month's salary, and told them to take good care of their injuries. St. Jose would avenge them tomorrow. The security guards cheered and entered the situation. People want to punch themselves twice. This is so cool. If someone punches you twice, you can get 50,000 pesos.
Saint Jose said that those who enter the game will be rewarded with 30,000 pesos, and they will also work hard for them.
The bewildered security team members were left behind. These people were actually personnel recruited by Saint Jose from the veterans. Fighting was actually okay, but they couldn't handle the large number of people. In addition, the original training of the city guard was average, so they were The sneak attack suffered a big loss and was solved by a dirty trick.
These gangsters are not very aggressive, their fights are more organized, and they even carry out sneak attacks to change shifts.
San Jose is planning to train the men of the security team in the future. These people are actually pretty good.
Sanjesé was a little careless, thinking that nothing big would happen in Cordoba, and that the most serious thing was just the kind of small gangsters he met at the market last time. He didn't expect that the people in the town who were almost killed would develop into the city. District is coming.
The old and new grudges just happen to be settled together. Am I, Saint Jose, too merciful?
As for the factory, it can only be shut down. Fortunately, there is good news. In order to prepare for the summer beverage outbreak, Saint-Jesse originally produced sufficient quantities. It expanded crazily during the off-season and stored a large amount of products in advance to prepare for the arrival of summer. international market explosion.
The large warehouse at the Central Railway Station has stocked up with at least one month's worth of inventory expected to be sold in summer, which can support two months in winter and spring. This is good news. At least there is no big problem at the warehouse, and it will not affect subsequent sales in the short term.
Since the last incident at the glass factory, and when the sales of cans stabilized, San Jose has intentionally purchased all new production lines as beverage production lines and expanded production frantically, so it will not be affected even if it is shut down for a few days.
It turned out that Kroos and others also thought why the operating rate should be 120%. It was too tiring. After all, wouldn't it be nice to go home and drink some beer after getting off work on time every day? passion.
Although this also has an impact on the life of production equipment, and inventory will also occupy a very large amount of funds, the management now also admires Saint Jose's foresight. He has a vision of wool, but he does not have it. At first, he just felt that the current peso needs to be replaced quickly. It is a means of production and inventory. It is not good if it depreciates too much. Anyway, the old batch of equipment will be replaced with a new generation of better ones. It doesn't matter whether it is maintained or not. Recruiting workers in the off-season is also cheap, so it is good to reserve more inventory.
Fortunately, the billing period with the supplier has been changed to once a month. Let Cross calm down with the supplier. It must be resolved as soon as possible. If the new factory in Putrajaya and the old factory in Kecheng are not resolved, Even the Maria Town factory, which was about to start construction, was about to collapse.
In order to prevent problems at the warehouse, St. Herzega sent people there and dumped the inventory to business companies in various places in an orderly manner to spread the risk.
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At 6:10 in the evening, the arranged things arrived at the headquarters of the Argentine 8th Infantry Brigade in Cordoba, which was also the original headquarters of the city guard.
Saint Jose entered the headquarters with his certificate.
The reformed infantry brigade was obviously much stricter, and the intensity of military training had increased. The soldiers on guard did not recognize him and questioned St. Jose for a long time.
If the staff does not work overtime, they will get off work at 7 o'clock. They have weekends off. St. Jose's work station is still there and he said hello to the chief of staff.
Then the staff headquarters chatted with old colleagues, talked about old times, and learned about the latest situation at the brigade headquarters and in the city.
In particular, I focused on asking about the "Bird Brotherhood" and got the information I wanted.
It turns out that the ""Bird Brotherhood"" is an Italian gang that originally only dared to develop in satellite towns on the outskirts of the city. Some time ago, it seemed that it had hooked up with the police station and the parliament in the city. It developed very rapidly and also cooperated with local small gangs. , and did several big things.
"Mad Dog Rooney" is the president of the Science City branch of the "Bird Brotherhood" and is responsible for the development and expansion here.
According to rumors, he grew up in a Catholic welfare institution. He dropped out of school at the age of eleven or twelve, joined the Boy Scouts, cheated and became a gangster, and was later recruited to join the "Bird Brotherhood".
After joining the fraternity, he fought hard, he was cruel to others, and he was also cruel to his own people. He was like a mad dog. He also succeeded in expanding. He had seen blood on his hands. I heard that one of his subordinates disobeyed his orders and his teeth were broken one by one. Knocked down, of course the ability is also acceptable. Later, he was appreciated by the senior leaders of the Brotherhood and was sent to Kecheng to become the person in charge of De Annes Town. He absorbed many people and expanded very quickly.
In the past six months or so, due to the fight between the City Guards and the gods of the National Defense Force, there has been some chaos in Kecheng. The "Bird Brotherhood" took the opportunity to develop. Originally it only dared to develop in the suburbs of the city, and after catching up with the "upper class people" in the city, it developed into the city.
As for the matters at Prali Factory, it is only part of it. They occupy major markets to collect protection fees, and even engage in organized crime, extortion, and all five evils. They open small underground casinos, bars, dance halls, movie theaters, etc., and they are all complete. In less than half a month in San Jose, it has already expanded into a cancerous tumor in the city, creating a smoky atmosphere.
It seems that they have intervened in the labor union, beaten striking workers, illegally imprisoned, etc., and the police department has not paid much attention to it.
Saint Jose made an appointment with Kane, the commander's secretary, and planned for the commander to go to the store to have dinner and chat after get off work, and at the same time deal with the fraternity's bad guys.
