Empires Start with Lords

"Also, there are dozens of people sleeping in a Chase shop, and the snoring alone can scare away tigers." A worker continued to complain.

The old factory manager on the side listened to these people's complaints, and cold sweat broke out on his head. According to his experience, the lord should take his own sacrificial flag in order to quell the anger of the people.

Although I really can't blame him for this, it's because the budget given by the Ministry of Construction for building the dormitory is only so little. Seriously, he's actually done his best. If he wants to cultivate better, he needs to put some of his own small treasury into it.

He hurriedly said: "I'm sorry, Lord Lord, this matter is my negligence. If you give me another chance, I will definitely be able to make a dormitory building that satisfies everyone."

After speaking, he nervously looked at Rose's expression, and he felt that he could save him again.

But he stared blankly at Ross for a long time and didn't notice any change in the expression on Ross's face, which made him even more uneasy.

But Ross didn't care about him. At this moment, Ross was just thinking about whether to establish a special department to be responsible for solving the needs of his workers. Because this is just a machinery factory, according to its own plan, it will open up an industrial age in the future.

At that time, there will be all kinds of factories. The problem of workers will also become an important issue to be solved by myself. Otherwise, it will be bad if the workers come up with something for themselves that we have been here before.

And the look of Ross with a contemplative face fell into the eyes of the old factory manager, but it seemed like announcing his doom.

Seeing that Ross refused to speak for a long time, the old factory manager finally couldn't wait. He reached out and shook his hand in front of Rose and said, "Lord Lord, what do you think of my suggestion?"

Ross barely recovered his senses. He asked subconsciously, "Huh? What advice?"

The old factory manager had already made up his mind about being liquidated when he heard the words, but he still bit the bullet and repeated what he just said.

After hearing that, Ross said, "Well, I know, I can't blame you for this. The budget over there is indeed a little less."

When the old factory manager heard this, his mood was like a roller coaster, and he finally reached the end in a stable manner.

After Ross finished speaking, he ignored the old factory manager, turned his head to look at the workers and said, "Let's make do with one night today, and I'll rebuild the dormitory for you tomorrow. In addition, I'll help you improve the food. Today Everyone sell my favor first, let's go."

When the workers heard Rose's personal promise, they stopped making noise, thanked them in unison, and went to rest.

At this time, the factory manager looked at the empty machinery factory and couldn't help feeling emotional. It's really scary, and I don't know what the Lord's plan is. He doesn't blame himself for telling the truth or not.

Ross looked at the machinery factory that had built a rough prototype in just one day, and nodded with satisfaction. Because I didn't follow up on the scene, the layout of each functional area was a little unreasonable, and the others were fine. It seems that they are all built according to the drawings given by themselves, and there is no case of cutting corners.

Ross looked at it and instructed: "The factory is well built, but the instructions for these functional areas are a bit unreasonable."

"Uh," the old factory manager asked in confusion after listening to Ross's words: "Lord Lord, what is a functional area?"

Ross couldn't help but be stunned when he heard the question from the old factory manager. He explained, "It's a place with special service functions like canteens, dormitories, and toilets."

The old factory manager thought about it for a while, nodded his head, and said, "I probably understand what you mean, so how do you think these functional areas should be distributed?"

Ross explained his thoughts to the old factory manager, and then walked out.

When he turned over and rode on Da Bai, he seemed to remember something. He turned his head and said: "I will approve some more gold coins, and I will draw a special architectural drawing and put it in the Ministry of Civil Affairs. After you get the blueprint tomorrow, you can build it according to the blueprint. Remember, your factory is a role model. At that time, I will let all the other factories come to visit you, and then build them according to your appearance, don't embarrass me."

After he finished speaking, he drove Da Bai and walked towards his Xiyuan. And the cunning factory manager had already sensed the need to reuse himself from Ross's words, and he hurriedly thanked him loudly.

Yes, Ross finally decided to set up a separate department to take charge of the lives of the subjects. And this old factory manager is a very suitable candidate for the department head.

Ross thought while walking, and then he would sit and eat like this, he would have to spend all his gold coins before the dragon tooth rice could be planted. If you want to make big money, you have to play big.

Ross has already planned to engage in arms. After all, this is one of the most profitable means in his knowledge~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Now that he has the conditions, how could he let it go? As for this market, it's actually a good solution. Where there are people, there will be conflicts, and where there are conflicts, there will be markets.

As its own military center, Hand of Hope has always been responsible for producing military supplies. Also because Ross used conquest as the main means of development from the very beginning, the Hand of Hope also developed rapidly, and the military factory was relatively mature.

Since Ross began to take the vulgar development route, the Hand of Hope has gradually faded out of everyone's vision, but this does not make its status decrease. Now, it is time to let the hand of hope open up a vast world for itself once again.

While thinking about it, Ross unknowingly came to the gate of Xiyuan.

At this time, a crescent moon had already hung in the sky, and a few sparse stars flickered. It seemed to herald a rainy day for Ross tomorrow.

He turned over and dismounted, and opened the door gently. As he expected, the lights in the office were like fireflies in the dark night, flickering with a very soft light.

Fischer complained while processing letters under the light: "This rogue, he doesn't feel bad about spending money. If I hadn't strictly checked, I think the vault would be empty. After a few days, the vault will be really empty. Let me see what you do!" She said, as if remembering something. One hand propped up that exquisite cheek, while pouting the seductive little mouth, he sandwiched the delicate quill in his hand between his nose and upper lip.

Rose, who had just walked to the door, watched this scene and couldn't help being a little stunned. I really found a treasure, how can I look at it?

Ross secretly made up his mind to trick this silver-haired girl into his bed sooner or later... No, it should be sooner or later that this girl will be his wife.