On the cement bridge, a carriage was returning from the factory area outside the city towards the upper city of the Mechanical Academy. The carriage was seated by Binghe and four Mechanical Academy students.

Binghe is now repeatedly using hand sanitizer to wipe the oil on his hands. The lubricant used on mechanical parts in the car shop is extracted from marine organisms.

The mechanical parts were stained with black gray, and the disassembly of Binghu was stained on Binghu's hands. Binghu washed a basin of clean water into a turbid gray liquid. When Binghu finished washing his hands, the white curtain on the side helped Binghu pour the dirty water in the copper basin out of the carriage leak pool, and the water would flow from the bottom of the carriage to the road...

After the girl hung the basin,

He came to Binghe and said, "Chairman, you don't need to do it yourself this afternoon." The girl from the sixth-generation factory owner's family held a white handkerchief and took the initiative to hold Binghe's hand to help Binghe wipe the remaining water marks on her hands.

The girl's pair of jewels used a fragrant handkerchief to carefully wipe Binghu's fingers that were not carefully wiped. This made Binghu breathe slightly. She said in her heart warmly, "So gentle and healing."

However, a few seconds later, Binghe, who was swaying in his heart, pulled his hand back with red face. After the girl wiped Binghe's fingers, she leaned to her mouth and blew it carefully. The warm air flow from the girl's mouth touched the skin of her fingers. Binghe's heartbeat couldn't help but accelerate. This attitude of serving the white curtain seriously interpreted the word "Gentle Land". Binghe couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "This is a girl."

In order to hide his heartbeat, Binghe, who took his hand, immediately began to explain the reasons for his work in the machinery factory today. There were three other students in the car. They had to quickly start the topic and dispel the gossip they were brewing.

The classmates in the car that Binghe looked at looked serious and said, "What do you think of those who visited our factory today, the nobles of the imperial capital?"

The classmate on the left said, "Chief, I think they don't know anything in the factory, but they pretend to understand everything very well."

"Pa" Binghe clapped his hands: "By the opponent, they just don't understand, but because of face, they are pretending to understand. This is a common problem for people who are self-righteous and self-reliant. It is because they don't know how to understand, so I end up with it, and the importance of showing off my skills."

Binghe said with his fingers: "Installing the axle, checking the suspension, welding the protective plate, measuring the body of the vehicle, you are an expert in this work, "I am busy with the whole day today" are all the processes that ordinary young people can obtain skills after training for several months. They are not difficult mechanical techniques. There is a lack of personnel in these links, so we can quickly train apprentices in the lower city to make up for it.

But these self-responsive people don’t know. They are afraid of exposing their ignorance and will not bow their heads to ask. You should think from their perspective."

#

When it comes to how to deal with the inspection above and how to deal with the leader with high vision and low skills, Binghe, who was originally cute, had a fox's shrewdness and a tiger's strength in his eyes.

Binghe looked at the students who didn't understand what they meant yet. He changed into a tone of disappointment.

Binghe: "You are experts, you are an indispensable technical backbone in the factory.

The manufacturing and production line adjustment of key parts in the factory are less than one percent, or even less than one thousandth of the technical links in the entire factory. What are the important technical significance of these links? Insiders know that there is no need to emphasize the importance of you, but "Binghe's tone."

Binghe: "They (the nobles who visited the factory today) are very good at pretending, but they have no idea that the technical links of the factory are the key and the management areas are the joints. If they are explained to them, their arrogance and conceit cannot listen to the detailed content at all.

And what if they think that more than 90% of the work links do not require the mechanics of technical backbone to do it themselves?”

Binghe sneered: "At this time, the people in Bantan will be very confident in giving guidance, and then they will ignorantly and greedily destroy the factory's income distribution system." Speaking of this, Binghe felt helpless on his face.

Binghu was powerless and never imagined that he could prevent the feudal nobles from getting a share of the pie.

#

If Binghe wants the gas vehicles in the imperial capital to expand more and better, he must distribute the benefits of the new transportation technology to the nobles who profited from the old mode of transportation.

The current traffic changes are allowed by the emperor, but the emperor's deterrence is limited

The emperor could allow six lines now and support Binghe (Binghe didn't know that the emperor would support him), but if Binghe wanted to expand and replace all carriage transportation, then conflicts would be a challenge to the entire interest group. The emperor's authority could not be fully protected. These forces could unite and unleash a terrible force.

However, if these noble men in the imperial capital have given the benefits, relying on their current aristocratic status, they will not face a violent external counterattack.

#

The external counterattack is gone, but it completely lays down internal hidden dangers. And these disadvantages are long-term.

Let these purely vegetarian classes enter, fortunately, as greed expands, the benefits of the factory's employees will be squeezed to the limit, resulting in an increase in conflicts between factory personnel and damages the operation of the system. Then, it will squeeze the management rights of the technical class.

This is also the case on Earth in the 21st century. But the Earth can handle it reasonably.

After an industrial enterprise dies, it can apply for bankruptcy protection, then reorganize its assets, clear out all shareholders of the profits, and take away all those who should not be kept. Those who should be kept, such as the technical class, the main management class, and these core assets will be left behind. Companies that have weight and resistance reduction will be resurrected.

But this is a feudal society, without bankruptcy protection, when the automobile factory becomes rigid.

The empire's method can only be to inject funds roughly and make them strong, rather than to remove the decaying management and the profit-making layer.

As for clearing out the shareholders of the profits and asset restructuring? - Impossible, how big a chain of interest can this automobile industry be derived, a project of reforming the feudal empire group

The greater the interest chain of this project, the greater the resistance (refer to the common examples of officials at all levels taking advantage of funding in the late Ming Empire, and the Ming Empire was sucked by them until their deaths)

Under the feudal system, the root cause of the automobile industry being absorbed by the vegetative group was not eliminated. In the end, the industry consumed more and more, and in the end, it was decided by the upper bureaucrats of the empire to completely abandon this industry.

The technicians and managers of this industry, together with the huge Shili Group, broke up one by one.

One beat and two pieces - the empire can only do this. Under such rule as the empire, it cannot do absolutely fair rewards and punishments under such rule of reliance on kindness and power.

Moreover, when one beats and two beats, it will kill the chicken and scare the monkey to establish its authority. If the empire does not perform the operation of killing people and establishing its authority, it will not be able to abolish an industry with huge interest chains.

The chickens killed are actually an unimportant existence in feudal rights. Some people say that the small mechanics family in this industry will be treated with all the sins of the emperor because they are contaminated with the interests and are taken out as typical examples of killing chickens. Those big families with fat intestines that are full of intestines and fat in their hearts will not be punished, but will be shocked by the empire's senior officials and reluctantly give up this zombie industry that can be sucked by blood...

#

The above thing is the original ecological scene of the feudal empire.

The task of earning pocket money in Binghe's machinery store has been completed, and what I am worried about now is the students who have been dragged into this industry. Binghe feels that it is necessary for him to think about some things for the factory owner class behind these students.

#

I taught the four students how to deal with leaders and how to use their self-respect to make them realize that they cannot interfere in the industrial industry and have to speak in the industry below.

However, after the preaching came here, Binghe had to worry about the future fate of these students. (Binghe's family was an earl, and it was more than enough to deal with the difficulties caused by most noble families in the empire).

Bingshu in the carriage hesitated for a while.

Binghe looked at the classmate in the car and explained in another sentence: "Everyone, I have always avoided the issue of family birth. I unanimously believe that commenting on a person's birth is a very impolite behavior. But now it is very realistic and I cannot avoid it. According to the current standards of the empire, your birth is very bad and it is difficult to protect some interests."

Binghe thought the classmates in the carriage would have some indignation on their faces. Binghe even made an apology and explained that he did not mean to be vilified.

But beyond Binghe's expectations, after hearing the prompt of "note the identity", these students sat upright in their attitude and looked like inferior people, as if they were originally inferior people.

In fact, Binghe didn't take birth seriously, was absent-minded about the great nobles, and smiled at ordinary classmates and even civilians. Everyone in this carriage, as well as everyone in the entire Imperial Mechanical Academy, paid more attention to level identity than Binghe. Binghe's tips were redundant.

However, in the carriage, the white curtain sitting next to Binghu also showed a lower attitude, and a disappointment flashed quickly in a very deep place in his eyes.

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At the gate of the mechanical area.

Cofi, wearing metal armor, metal combat boots and a sting mask, sat here with a chair

She was a little annoyed when she waited, and tapped the ground with a spear in her hand with a slightly rhythmic rhythm. The total length of the Empire's rifle was 1.4 meters, with a bayonet, and the length could reach 1.8 meters. When the hardwood stock hit the ground, the dust in the gaps in the floor tiles shook out. Behind her, a group of young people from the military academy followed the male lady.

At this time, a student soldier under her ran over from the intersection, saluted and said, "Captain, his carriage has reached the intersection."

Kofi stood up, grinned without a smile on his lips, and said in a sarcastic tone of "Ha" and walked to the center of the city gate, and was a general.

#

When Binghe's carriage was stopped by this team.

When Binghe saw his carriage and was pointed at by a group of young student soldiers with bayonets, he couldn't help but think of the words "226 Mutiny" and "horse manure riot".

Of course, there were no bullets in these black muzzles and bright bayonets. There were regular officers standing far behind these people to prevent matters from intensifying.

Kofi walked to Binghe gracefully, raised his hand and took off his white gloves and threw it directly into Binghe's arms. Then the soldiers grabbed Binghe from both sides and pulled Binghe from the frame of the carriage.

Binghe sighed, turned his head and said to the classmate in the carriage: "It's okay, go back if you go, and ask for leave for me and the instructor tonight."

#

Binghe followed in confusion, and Kofi's team left.

I was not very nervous because the young student soldiers who were in my own hands had no murderous aura. When I raised my gun to make escorts, I was afraid of meeting Bingshen.

While following in a daze, Binghe looked at the cold side face of Kofi and the back of the brown armor. Binghe asked himself in confusion, "Have I offended her?"

Note: The nobles of Hagia Sokne had many meanings to throw white gloves.

The white gloves were thrown into the other party's arms, and that was before the great nobles scolded the little nobles.

If you throw it into the ground, you will be ruthless.

Thumping it on the face is a duel between nobles.

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Kofi walked into a watch shop (because there were no cafes, teahouses, hotels, etc.) and the students of the military academy followed were guarding the door.

When Kofi sat down, the armor on her body made a "cracking" friction sound. Binghe suspected that her skirt might have scratched the wooden chair. Kofi put his left leg on his right leg and raised the metal combat boots. Then he signaled Binghe to sit on the other side.

After Binghe sat down,

Kofi started the interrogation conversation: "In February, did you go to Kajter?"

Faced with this kind of frankness and resistance and strictness.

Binghe nodded honestly: "Yes."

Kofi: "Why are you looking for him?"

Binghe: "If you want some questions, please ask him. So."

Kofi raised his tone, and also became a little colder, and asked, "What's the problem? Tell it out in detail."

Binghe said: "Uh, please ask for advice on physical fitness."

Hearing this, Kofi, who had originally had a tense face, seemed to have discovered something when he heard this answer. She stood up and looked at Binghe carefully. She pressed her hands on Binghe's shoulders, and turned Binghe's body left and right, as if she wanted to see more carefully. She seemed to be a strict interrogator, subconsciously forgot to maintain the cold face just now. She looked like a curious girl, and she blurted out: "Have you practiced the physical conditioning technique?"

Binghe looked at Kofi who suddenly changed his face and nodded at a loss.

Kofi, who was holding his chin with his hands, said to Binghe in a tone that seemed to be carefully considered and carefully said, "No wonder, no wonder I think you have grown taller."

"What else?" Binghe asked with some joy.
To be continued...