4 a.m.
The factory area extending from the middle level to the lower level in the west is buzzing with people, and a large number of workers begin to enter the factory. In order to cope with the problem of holiday breaks, during this period, a large number of factories have started working at 4 a.m. and continued until night.
Ends at 10 o'clock.
Congress has promulgated legal holiday regulations. From 8 a.m. on January 1 to 8 a.m. on January 8 every year, wages will be paid according to normal standards during the vacation period, with a minimum of 5 days of rest in a month.
In order to cope with such regulations, most factories basically start work at 4 a.m. in order to improve the industrial environment that is now beginning to improve. However, wages are paid in various names. For the part exceeding 8 hours, workers basically cannot get it.
What you receive is only a certain amount of food subsidy every month.
There was a sound of mechanical knocking, and each worker, who looked like he was still awake, stood in front of the assembly line and started working.
After a while, bursts of black smoke came out of the chimneys in the western factory area. Except for some food and daily necessities shops near the factory area, most of the residents have moved out. Once the factory starts working, you can smell it nearby every day.
The pungent metallic smell will cost you a lot of money in the long run, although you can go to the hospital regularly to clean up harmful particles in your lungs.
The flow of people from the middle class to the lower class in the west basically flows to the southern area. The housing prices here are even worse than those when the housing construction industry started in the city more than 10 years ago. In some areas, the housing prices are as low as less than 100 yuan per square meter.
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In the north, because the land price was very cheap at the beginning of construction, only 10 yuan per square meter, most workers from the east and south chose to settle there, and the climate was much better than in other areas.
There was no vigorous planning during construction. Today, there are many houses in the north, but the building layout is very poor. The transportation and consumption mobility in the entire northern block are relatively poor, and most people have moved back to the south.
A large number of deserted neighborhoods have appeared in the north, and some districts even have a population of less than 10,000.
The middle and lower classes in the south have now become the most populous districts in the city. Some districts are overcrowded, even exceeding 300,000 people.
With the return of the population, the south has become a paradise for low- and middle-income people, but it is filled with a lot of crime, especially at the bottom, and is a crime-prone area. Even though Congress has vigorously carried out rectification to a certain extent, it is still
There is no way to effectively curb the crime rate.
In addition, the food base in the east will soon be opened up to several areas bordering the south.
Most people have seen the business opportunities in the south, and many people have chosen to return to the south.
As morning approached, the ground floor became lively. Except for the upper floor, most of the blocks in the middle floor began to become deserted.
At this time, accompanied by a burst of screams, the originally sleepy lower-level neighborhood began to become lively, and many people hurriedly ran past following the screams.
Several figures passed by quickly, and a teenage boy covered his cheek and fell to the ground. After a while, the nearby management officer came with someone. Next to an ambulance on the street, the boy's left eye had been wrapped.
He stood up, shaking his head in pain, and just said that he fell, but it was obvious that the injury on his eyes was not as simple as falling.
The administrator quietly watched the boy record his confession. Anyone with a discerning eye knew it was a lie. This lean boy should be a boy from a nearby orphanage. Since the orphanage has income, life in the orphanage has also changed.
Much better, but it touched some people's interests, and one of the boy's eyes was completely disabled.
No matter how he asked, the boy insisted that he fell down, and the nearby onlookers were also dispersed. The management officer sighed and looked at the boy. He did not continue to ask any more questions. It is better to do less than to do more. Last year, he himself
The crime rate in the neighborhood under his jurisdiction has increased a bit. If he continues to be unable to curb the crime rate this year, he will be finished.
Looking at the boy being taken away by the ambulance, he would soon need an eyeball removal operation for necrosis. The management officer led people to look at the dark streets under the street lights. Crimes would occur outside those lights.
The suspension of the review of special management officers this year is a huge benefit to many management officers in various places, but many people know that they still have to be careful and beware of subsequent liquidation.
In the years since the special management officer review system began, a total of 457 district management officers have been dismissed from their posts and sent to prison.
Today's management work gives most managers a headache. Gangs in the lower-level areas are relatively rampant. There are many mutants in the gangs who are more powerful than them in combat. Once many problems are not handled properly, they will evolve into
Big problem in the neighborhood.
Coupled with the impact of the previous New Year's Day shootings, many managers now carry guns when going out, but they must think carefully before shooting.
The three biggest problems in the lower-level areas are gambling, loan sharking, and illegal body trading. Most gangs rely on these three black industries to make profits.
The administrator sighed. At this time, he saw a little girl walking by. She had braids and a red skirt. Her facial features were delicate and beautiful, just like a ceramic doll, but her expression was a little solemn at this time.
"Balaika, why do you get up so early?"
The management officer asked, but the little girl said nothing and ran to the pharmacy. The little girl just turned her head politely and greeted the management officer. The child was also miserable. His father died in a violent conflict in the neighborhood the year before last.
Although she received a compensation, she has a mother who is addicted to gambling.
The management officer looked at Baleka quietly and saw her buying birth control pills from the pharmacy, quickly putting them in her pocket, and running away.
The manager was just a little emotional. He had probably seen the future of this beautiful little girl, but he could only press the brim of his hat and planned to go back to sleep.
At the door of a three-story building located on a back street, Baleka stood expressionlessly at the door. A wave of women's voices came from above. After a while, several men were talking and laughing as the sun just rose.
When I walked out.
"Balaika, are you hungry? I will take you to have breakfast?"
Baleka shook his head. The man who came out was holding clothes. He stretched out his hand. Baleka dodged for a moment, and the men left talking and laughing.
After a while, Baleka entered the house and looked at her mother who was lying on the bed smoking. The bedroom was in a mess. Her mother's hair was messy and there were a lot of red marks on her body. Baleka walked over and handed the medicine over, and her mother took it.
He yawned, opened his mouth and took the medicine, then turned around and lay down, looking extremely tired.
"Mom, can you stop gambling?"
"I know, remember to leave some food for me later, the money is on the table."
Baleka looked at the 100 yuan on the table, grabbed it and wanted to go downstairs, but couldn't help but start to help her mother clean up the house and clean up some misunderstandings.
In a daze, Baleka looked at the money in her pocket and thought about it. The ticket to the middle level was only 5 yuan, and the remaining 95 yuan could be enough for her to live for many days.
Baleka soon gave up such delusions. After cleaning up, he took the money and planned to buy some food for this year's New Year.
As soon as he left the house, Baleka saw a little boy squatting not far away. Next to him were several tattooed men chatting and laughing. Baleka knew that the little boy had just arrived recently. His name was Jin, and he was responsible for helping the people behind this road.
Women working on the street tidying up the house.
At this time, in the rows of houses, as the sun's rays just hit, many men came out and lined up to pay money in front of the tattooed men.
"Good job gold!"
Jin nodded, got up from the ground, took some cleaning tools, and began to enter a shop. He very carefully entered the woman's bedroom and cleaned, trying not to wake her up.
"Come here Kim!"
Jin Mu looked at the woman who had squinted her eyes and got up from the bed. He walked over and the woman took out a piece of candy from under the pillow and handed it to Jin.
“Happy New Year Gold!”
After Jin accepted it, he hurriedly started cleaning. The woman looked at the cute blond boy with a smile, and soon fell asleep.
Just after 8 o'clock, in the hospital, the little boy who was blind in one eye was lying calmly on the bed. The director of the orphanage came with some children, and there were soft sobs in the ward.
No one cried aloud, the dean just sat quietly aside.
"Director, they said that in the future, the medicines produced by our orphanage can only be supplied to them at their prices, otherwise it will not only blind me in one eye next time."
The director fell silent. The orphanage was about to close down before. Then with the help of medical consultant Freya and her team, the orphanage gained income and the situation got better. However, the good times did not last long. They were soon taken over by the local people.
One of the gangs targeted him.
After several unsuccessful negotiations, something happened to the boy nicknamed Little Fox early this morning on his way back from delivering goods.
"Did you say that?"
The little fox smiled and shook his head.
"I'm not a stupid dean. If I say anything, we may be in danger tonight. Those managers will definitely inform that group of people."
The dean nodded. The local managers and gang members were inextricably linked. They would send generous gifts to the managers every year.
The dean held the phone and hesitated. He wanted to call Freya and explain everything. Freya would definitely help them, but after taking a look at the children, the dean finally chose to remain silent.
Agree to the group's terms.
There are laws at the bottom. If something goes wrong, hundreds of children in the orphanage will be homeless. They can only choose to remain silent, because the director has already reached an agreement with the local school and will let the children go one after another.
They enroll in school, which is crucial for their future.
"Sorry little fox."
The dean said, and the little fox lying on the hospital bed smiled, but there was a hint of bitterness in the smile, and there was a fire steaming in his heart.
At 9 o'clock in the morning, many lower-level streets were already filled with people. Helen sat quietly in the office of the DMV and started a new day of work. Her daughter Leona on her back had just eaten.
He watched Helen doing statistical work intently.
Most of the employees have already gone on vacation, but the vehicle management office is bound to have a backlog of vehicle inspection problems in the past few days. Helen needs to classify these problematic vehicles and then report them to the management office. For some vehicles whose parts have not been replaced overdue
, will be directly stopped by the internal AI system, but some guys will dismantle the AI ​​system, so that they can still drive on the streets with worn-out cars that may cause safety accidents. Many have happened in recent years, so the DMV
To be continued...