"There are no rules without rules. There are so many people here and we have to set rules for them."
Zhang Qingyun glanced at Chen Yafei and said, "Yafei, please tell me how your discussions with Bing'er and my mother have gone during this time."
Chen Yafei coughed, Zhang Qingyun's parents also sat down, and even Li Wei and Zhang Jiaxin stopped playing around and listened carefully.
"Generally speaking, the people in our villa are divided into three categories. The first is us, Qingyun's relatives, Bing'er and I and other people who may become Qingyun's women in the future."
When Chen Yafei said this, her face was still a little flushed. It was really hard to say this in front of Zhang Qingyun's parents, but Zhang Qingyun didn't care at all and motioned for her to continue.
"The second category is the army, which is also the army under your command, Qingyun."
"The third category is survivors, and it is also a category of people that needs to be subdivided." Chen Yafei took a sip of water and said: "These survivors are divided into formal residents, informal residents and slaves."
"To put it simply, formal residents are those who have performed well in the shelter and are loyal and identified with the shelter. They can become formal residents. Informal residents are like those who just came back today, or those who are not serious about their work and have a lazy attitude. This type of people are classified as informal residents. As for slaves, they are dissatisfied with the shelter, make bad remarks about the shelter, etc. This type of people may be reduced to slaves at worst, or kicked out of the shelter at worst.”
"These ratings are also linked to their living standards. According to observations during this period, the military does not manage and only issues food supply standards to survivors: informal residents have no breakfast, and lunch includes a bowl of rice or a steamed bun and a few pickles. And a small bowl of vegetable soup, a bowl of polenta for dinner, and only a small bottle of water throughout the day.”
"The standard meal for slaves is: nothing for breakfast, nothing for lunch, and a bowl of polenta for dinner."
“Formal residents have relatively better meals: a piece of bread for breakfast, noodles or rice for lunch, porridge and side dishes for dinner, etc. They cannot waste or eat more.”
Chen Yafei said: "These are the treatments for ordinary residents. As the number of survivors increases, we will definitely need to select some people from among them to help us manage. This will require the promotion of some resident cadres."
"I think these cadres can be given better dining standards and treatment, such as living in single rooms, better food, and proper bathing and so on."
Zhang Qingyun nodded and said: "Very good, then you can refine the detailed resident hierarchy and dining standards, and then prepare a copy of the detailed information on all survivors for me. In the future, I will upgrade all residents I will tell you who you and Bing'er want to promote, but you need to let me see first."
Zhang Qingyun was afraid that they would misunderstand him. After all, he had the eye of truth and could distinguish between loyal and adulterers, but they didn't know it either.
"I can't tell you too much in detail. I can only tell you that I can see clearly whether they are loyal to us or whether they are working in disguise. I understand."
Zhang Qingyun said seriously: "From now on, the management of these survivors will be managed by Yafei, Bing'er will assist you, and parents, if you are idle and bored, you can also help."
"Okay, your mother and I have been free for a long time. It would be good to find something to do."
Zhang Qingyun said to Chen Yafei: "Most of the people we brought back this time are strong laborers. In the past few days, you should separate the men and women first, and make detailed statistics on what jobs they had before. Next, I will prepare the villa differentiate."
"The 60 villas in the villa area from ours down are circled as the inner city. They will be the place where only our own people can live in the future."
"The remaining villas, all the way to the bottom of the mountain, are the living areas for formal residents. They are equipped with large canteens, supermarkets, hospitals, etc. When the time comes, the original walls will be demolished and taller walls will be rebuilt. This will be the central city area. "
Zhang Qingyun continued: "This is our mission in the next period. I will arrange for a team of soldiers to come and help you. Then arrange people to pull back the sand and gravel steel bars from the construction site and start directing them to work."
"I took the remaining troops to continue collecting supplies and rescuing survivors."
After talking about things at home, Zhang Qingyun accompanied his parents to Villa No. 2, treating it as a walk.
"Son, thank you for your hard work. If you weren't so promising, your father, me, and Jiaxin, our family might not be able to do it. Woohoo~" Fang Hui said with red eyes.
Zhang Qingyun was also a little sad. He held his mother's hand and pretended to be relaxed and said: "Mom, what are you talking about? It's good now. Our family is together, which is better than anything else."
Zhang Yuanzhi also said: "Why are you talking about this? It will be good if you can survive in the end of the world. You old woman is just licking your son's penis."
"Huh, he is the meat that fell from my body. If I say what's wrong, I will say it!" Fang Hui said angrily: "Just like you, you have never made any progress in your life, how about half as good as my son!"
"I. You. Unreasonable"
Seeing his parents starting to quarrel, Zhang Qingyun was a little speechless. Why did he go off topic while talking? He quickly persuaded: "Mom and Dad, look at you, what are you talking about? How good our family is now. My son will definitely make your life better in the future, and our family will live happily together."
"Son, if you really want to make mom happy, then hurry up and give her a fat grandson. Then even if your dad and I close our eyes, we won't have any regrets~"
"That's right, son, look at what that girl Yafei said just now. If there are more women like you in the future, when will your mother and I see a good grandson? Let's give birth to one as soon as possible while there are few people, and give birth to more in the future. Your mother and I also have something to do."
After hearing what his parents said, Zhang Qingyun said with a wry smile: "Okay, okay, I understand."
Fang Hui warned: "Son, although the world has changed now and monogamy may no longer exist, but in the future if you like more women, don't let them down or bully them. We don't hit women in our family." .”
"Mom, I know, don't worry."
After sending his parents back to the villa, Zhang Qingyun waited for a while, and soon Chen Yafei and Li Binger rushed over, carrying boxes in their hands.
"Let's go, it's getting late. Let's finish it for them quickly and go back to rest."
As he spoke, Zhang Qingyun shamelessly took the two women's hands. Chen Yafei did not refuse, but Li Bing'er felt a little uncomfortable. She felt the warmth from her hands and saw Chen Yafei's meaningful eyes. , Li Bing'er tried her best to pull her hand out, but she just couldn't pull it out.
She had no choice but to blush and acquiesce, walking with her head down.
Zhang Qingyun noticed it, and his heart naturally blossomed with joy. Who wouldn't think that Qi Ren is a blessing, especially a beauty.
Pulling the catkin of two beauties with different personalities, different figures, and different hands, Zhang Qingyun's steps were extraordinarily rippling, and his mood was extraordinarily comfortable.
