Chapter 255 The worker leader of the Red Maple Forest
With a height of 2.5 meters, Babaru is not only the tallest among the Lumina people, but also a very rare strong man among the Lumina people. His torso and four arms are more than one and a half times the size of the average people of the same race. Therefore,
He doesn't look like a big praying mantis walking upright, but looks like a beetle walking upright. He looks very powerful. Coupled with an oval head with a shiny black carapace, he looks like a character at first glance. If he is
In an adventure in the classical era, this image is enough to serve as a boss.
...In fact, this is indeed the case. A few years ago, there was a crew from the solar system who came to the Far Coast Nebula to shoot a music video. The director fell in love with Babalu at a glance and insisted on dragging him along with him, crying and shouting.
Return to Earth. The director holding an orchid finger said that as long as Babaru goes to Earth, he will definitely become a classic villain on the screen in a few years, or even a classic tough guy image.
You know, in this aesthetically diversified universe, this sharp, hard, and insect-like appearance is actually very popular in entertainment works.
This is much more than the dead wages he earned at Maple City and Red Maple Factory!
Babalu was very moved and rejected the director without hesitation. It was not because he didn't like the director that he was an old man but always pinched his orchid fingers and talked softly, but because he really didn't want to leave him.
's hometown.
"If you leave your hometown at this time, wouldn't you become a coward who runs away?" Babalu said.
"I think you are putting too much pressure on yourself!" said his good friend Busca, one of the youngest engineers in the factory: "If you really leave, everyone will actually bless you.
"
Maybe! But even with the blessings of hundreds of thousands of people in the city, I can't just leave.
Babalu smiled bitterly and shook his head - of course, the Lumina people's facial nerves could not produce such an expression as a bitter smile, but his friend could still feel the other's emotions.
If you keep feeling like this, it won't be good when you talk about business. You still have to make this guy happy. So Busca brought Babalu a large food plate, which was today's breakfast.
Everyone is a self-supporting carbon-based mammal - yes, although Lumina looks like a giant mantis, they are really mammals - so they need to consume the same carbohydrates, proteins, and vitamins.
However, the tongues of humans and Lumina people are different after all, and their perception of taste is also different. The Lumina people’s favorite seasoning is black thatch from the local planet, but humans think that it is better than fried croton with coptis.
Also very dark.
However, Busca still made a breakfast for Babaru, which was quite delicious in the eyes of the Rumina people.
"Buska, if you are a Rumina, I will definitely marry you!" Babalu was very moved.
"I'm a man!" Busca said loudly. This is actually a young man from Earth with a medium build, dark skin, strong muscles, and a strong temperament. He also walks in a tough guy style. At first glance, he is a very classy worker.
class.
"Sorry, I can't tell the difference." Babalu chuckled, and then swallowed the black spear grass and sweet potato rice. After taking a few big mouthfuls, a hard-boiled moa egg rolled out from under the rice.
This thing is bigger than a goose egg. Although it has a bit fishy taste and is relatively thick, it is also a rare protein supplement for everyone.
"this……"
"Uncle Xia Xia Ke from Dongcheng took people into the mountains the day before yesterday and took out a bird's nest. It was specially given to you to replenish your health."
"Buska, you know the rules." Babalu's face sank, but he looked at his friend Baba's eyes and did not blame him after all. Instead, he picked up the moa eggs, washed them, and put them in a clean
In the dinner plate.
"I'll take you to the kindergarten later."
"They were delivered long ago! The meat and eggs that Uncle Xia Xia Ke brought were sent to kindergartens and schools. The children took the initiative to save them for you."
Babalu looked at Busca next to him and saw that the latter was waiting blankly for the boiled eggs, and his throat seemed to be twitching. He no longer hesitated, picked up the moa eggs and stuffed them into the opponent's mouth.
Busca, a strong man, was still powerless to fight back in front of Babalu, who was 2.5 meters tall and walked like an upright beetle. He was fed a mouthful of moa eggs, which made him burst into tears.
It took a long time to swallow it.
"I had it last week!" Babaru said.
Busca couldn't speak for a while and just gave his friend a middle finger without saying a word.
After eating, the two went to the reception room of the Red Maple Factory. The workers did not move the luxurious office that originally belonged to the boss, so they cleaned an activity room in the office building and directly made some furniture by themselves and put it in.
Let's use it as a reception.
Compared with those reception rooms decorated with modern furniture and decoration, this place looks very rustic.
Representatives of the Lumina tribe from the Great Lakes in the South and the Great Plains in the East did not react much. On the contrary, for these traditional Lumina people who still retained the slash-and-burn lifestyle, all the scenes in Maple City and Red Maple Factory
They are all Western-style scenes, and I enjoy them every time I come here.
As for the military representative from the Suppression Headquarters, a lieutenant officer in his forties, Quebing did not bother to hide his arrogant expression.
Babalu saw the performance of all of them, but he didn't care and went straight to the point.
"How much food can you send this time?" he asked the representatives of the Eastern Plains.
This is a strong Lumina man with a maroon carapace, iron armor and a cloak.
He didn't seem to be good at words, so he stretched out three hands directly to Babaru and showed ten fingers. Lumina people have four fingers on each hand, but this man obviously has a story, as he has two fingers missing on each hand.
He lost a finger, and it looked like it had been chopped off with a sharp weapon.
"What do you want to change?"
"The shovels and hammers I replaced last time cost 500 sets each this time!"
Babalu thinks this deal is acceptable. In this way, the basic rations for the whole city will be guaranteed for the next month.
"What about you?" He looked at the representative of Southern Great Lakes again.
"Five ships!" said the relatively short Lumina representative. He had a lake-blue carapace, a rather fashionable coat, and precious metal accessories on his wrists and neck.
Babalu was also very satisfied. In this way, he could organize the female workers in the city to get everyone winter clothes.
"The water pump we bought last time broke!" said the southerner.
"I'll have the engineer go over and check it for you."
"Let me take someone for a run." Busca, who was watching, said, "It can definitely be repaired."
The southerner added: "In addition, you need a set of that kind of water pump. Also, it must be filled with steel bars for at least three ships!"
Babalu thought for a while: "I can only give you two ships temporarily, and the remaining one will be shipped next month."
The other party also thought about it and thought it was acceptable.
Ever since, the transaction between the Rumina people was completed.
It sounds like it went very smoothly, but in fact, if Babaru was not present, these representatives of the Lumina tribe would not be able to get rid of them at all. This worker leader in Maple City also has a strong influence in the major tribes of the Lumina people.
Quite famous. Of course, his strong courage is on the one hand, but more importantly, his generous and fair style of doing things.
The so-called "Fair Babaru" is also a well-known name on this green planet.
This is probably one of the reasons why Babalu feels that his hometown cannot live without him.
Then, there is the issue between the Red Maple Factory and the military representatives.
"The encirclement at the front has been completed and we are about to launch a general offensive! So we need support from the rear! I will make a list for you in a minute." said the military representative.
He paused for a moment and then said: "Don't worry, we all know the current difficulties of the factory, so they are all accessories that can be produced at the moment!"
"Aren't the military supplies for the front sent from New Seville?" Busca frowned.
"This is also for the good of everyone!" the military representative said in a high-sounding tone. Seeing that Babalu and Busca were a little confused, he said in a tone of hatred: "Who are we attacking? Rumi
Na rebels! In this factory and in this city, Lumina people account for more than 60%! If you provide support, wouldn't it be a better indication of your attitude towards this matter? In the future, you won't have to worry about criticism from the outside world.
Already."
Busca, who had a bad temper, got angry and stood up as if he was scolding. But Babaru, who looked even more fierce, calmly held down his friend and said seriously: "Okay, then when will you pay?"
Where’s the deposit?”
"Deposit?" The other party was startled, and then became angry: "This is recruitment! Do you understand recruitment? Have you ever learned this word? Follow me and say, recruit, recruit..."
"I understand. But, sir, if you want to recruit, don't you need a warrant from the military headquarters? At least there will be a notice from the Far Coast Military District Headquarters! But I don't have anything."
"Hongfeng Factory is a military property! Do you understand that the military situation is urgent? All factories, equipment, resources here, and even you, are the property of the military! In emergencies, you must obey the orders of the local theater command!"
"But the Red Maple Factory has been restructured!" Babalu said: "The military and local government only own 40%. The remaining 60% is owned by private investors and all workers."
"Nonsense, how can there be all workers?"
"At least that's what the old minister promised, and there's also a contract."
It was just a so-called "gentleman's agreement" written on a stone tablet and had no legal effect. The military representative wanted to say this, but it was indeed proved by historical data left by the founding fathers, and he really didn't dare to speak out.
.
"In the absence of private investors, the entire factory was organized by the workers themselves." Babalu thought for a moment and then said: "Furthermore, Hongfeng Factory does have a small parts production line now, but it is all our workers.
I built it myself over the past few years. Theoretically, it does not belong to the original Red Maple Factory, it belongs to everyone... So, you have to follow the market!"
"No, no, you're wrong! That's not how the accounts are calculated." The representative with the rank of lieutenant showed a kind smile, plucked his fingers, and began to sharpen them bit by bit, as if he had been working in finance all his life.
An old accountant who couldn’t pass the CPA exam.
The two sides argued for half an hour, but there was still no decisive progress.
The lieutenant said that this is for the front line, for victory, and for the long-term stability of Lumina. Babaru said that you must give some amount no matter what, because this is for the livelihood of the whole city.
Obviously, no matter how kind the military representative's attitude is now, his bottom line has long been clear - no money, not a penny.
"I will come again!" said the military representative.
"No matter how many times you come here, the result will always be the same. You have to pay a deposit!" Babalu said.
"I will bring people here!" the military representative said again, his tone seemed less friendly.
"No matter how many people you bring, this is the result. I am responsible for everyone in the whole factory!" Babalu did not give in.
As a result, everyone could only part ways unhappy.
Afterwards, Busca was a little worried, so he discussed: "I can lead everyone to work overtime, and we can still finish the work in a hurry!"
But Babalu shook his head: "If he pays, I will work overtime with you!"
In fact, he was a little worried, but he was still very happy when he thought that today's three business deals were completed into two, and everyone had food reserves for next month and clothing materials for winter. After sending Busca away, he
I put on my work clothes and got ready to go to work.
Babalu is now the worker leader in the factory, but he always thought that this was just a part-time job, and that his real job was actually the monitor of the 3rd shift of the miners.
Just as he walked out of his office, he was stopped again.
"Are we here again? Over at Warehouse No. 3? A smuggler? An arms reseller? Or a fugitive?"
"Yes, yes...it seems to be Brother Kelmo!" the other party said cautiously.
Babalu was startled for a moment, and then glared at the other party so fiercely that he wanted to shrink into a corner and never come out. Then, the young worker leader also showed a distressed look on his face, like when he just came to deal with the military representatives.